When Wang Wenhu's offer rose to 10 million, the rhythm of the two sides began to slow down. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In order to verify his judgment, Wang Qiang did not pay attention to the bidding of his father Wang Wenhu and the other party for the time being. Instead, he carefully observed Wang Bangguo, who was sitting in the front row.

Wang Bangguo sat in the first row, not very far from Wang Qiang's side. And since the auction for the farm machinery factory began, he hasn't looked back.

This discovery made Wang Qiang feel very abnormal, as the current owner of the agricultural machinery factory, he did not care who bought his factory, which was very abnormal.

Wang Qiang found that the person who was bidding with Wang Wenhu, every time the price was raised, it was when Wang Bangguo lowered his head.

And when Wang Bangguo raised his head and leaned his head on the back of the chair, the No. 24 bidder who was bidding with Wang Wenhu always looked hesitant.

As the bidding price of Xinghua Town Agricultural Machinery Factory is getting higher and higher, the frequency of Wang Bangguo's bowing is getting slower and slower. It is estimated that even if other people know that Wang Bangguo is the owner of the agricultural machinery factory, when they see him like this, they will think that Wang Bangguo is just entangled in the imminent sale of the agricultural machinery factory, and they feel uncomfortable.

If it weren't for Wang Qiang's preconceived ideas, and he wasn't particularly eager to shoot Xinghua Town Agricultural Machinery Factory, he wouldn't have found Wang Bangguo's small actions.

When Wang Wenhu and another bidder took turns raising their cards and rose to 14 million, Wang Qiang found that Wang Bangguo had obviously hesitated for a long time. Wang Wenhu's bidding opponent also did not raise his cards for a long time, and just when Wang Qiang thought that the agricultural machinery factory was about to be taken into the pocket by his father Wang Wenhu, Wang Bangguo lowered his head again.

Wang Qiang felt that this should be the most entangled time for Wang Bangguo, and he would notify the competitors just now at any time to give up the price increase.

"Fourteen million and one thousand," the other party shouted.

Wang Wenhu was just about to raise a sign to shout the price, but Wang Qiang grabbed his father and said softly: "Dad, the price of the agricultural machinery factory is too high!"

"What are you doing kid!" Wang Wenhu was suddenly stopped by Wang Qiang, and said a little angrily.

"Dad, don't you think the bidding just now is a bit weird?"

Wang Qiang didn't let go, still holding his father Wang Wenhu's hand and said.

At this point, the host is ready to start the countdown.

"Has anyone raised the price? 1401,000 times."

"You get out of the way, I'll add another million, no matter how high I don't want it" Wang Wenhu said to Wang Qiang: "Look, the host is already counting down, get out of the way"

Wang Qiang was a little helpless, and said to his uncle Chen Haipeng: "Uncle, please persuade my father."

Chen Haipeng didn't know why Wang Qiang suddenly grabbed his brother-in-law Wang Wenhu, but seeing that Wang Qiang didn't let Wang Wenhu continue to increase the price, there must be a reason, so he also whispered and persuaded him: "Brother-in-law, I think the price of the agricultural machinery factory is a little high, and the other party only increases the price by 10,000 more than you every time, which is a bit strange."

Wang Wenhu listened to the words of his brother-in-law Chen Haipeng, calmed down, and did not raise his cards again.

At this time, the host had already shouted two.

Wang Qiang saw that his father did not raise the sign again, looked up and looked ahead, and found that Wang Bangguo had long lost the calm appearance he had just had, and was turning around and looking at the direction where Wang Wenhu was sitting expectantly. And the bidder who had just bid with Wang Wenhu also looked at Wang Wenhu in surprise, and couldn't figure out why Wang Wenhu didn't increase the price anymore.

Wang Qiang glanced back at Wang Bangguo and the bidder just now with a serious face, and said secretly in his heart: "Let you play, let's play badly."

When the host dropped the auction gavel and announced the sale, the whole venue applauded. Wang Bangguo and the bidder looked at each other, a little crying without tears.

"If I can't make a sense later, I'll definitely clean you up"

Although Wang Wenhu gave up and continued to bid, he was still a little unwilling, glared at Wang Qiang fiercely, and said.

Wang Qiang was happy in his heart, knowing that he would have to explain to his father Wang Wenhu after the auction, and said with a smile: "Got it, Dad, I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation later."

One more lot passed, and the auction arrived at the last lot of the auction, the finale. Chencang Pagoda Paint Factory, the starting price is 30 million.

Pagoda Paint Factory, founded in 1955 and with a history of nearly 50 years, is a district-level collective enterprise affiliated to the subordinate districts and counties of Chencang City. With the successive restructuring of collective enterprises across the country in recent years, pagoda paint has also come to the end of its history.

The pagoda paint factory has suffered losses year after year, which has caused headaches for the district government. This time, after the negotiation between the district enterprise office and the district government, it is planned that the long-term pain is better than the short-term pain, and the pagoda paint factory will be packaged and sold. It not only relieves the financial pressure of the district government, but also gets rid of the burden, and can also create a certain amount of income.

Seeing this lot, Wang Qiang suddenly had a familiar feeling.

In fact, when Wang Qiang got the instruction manual just now, he felt that the pagoda paint factory was more familiar, but he didn't know where he had seen it.

When the host played the introduction picture of the pagoda paint factory through PPT, Wang Qiang saw a photo, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he remembered where he had heard of this factory.

At that time, in the previous life, Wang Qiang had a friend who worked in this factory.

At that time, this company was called Pagoda Paint Co., Ltd., with annual sales of 500 million yuan and net profit of nearly 100 million.

The shareholders in the factory invested 1 million shares and paid an annual dividend of 450,000 yuan.

At that time, Wang Qiang's friend was red-eyed when he talked about it, saying that he didn't catch up with the time to buy shares, otherwise, he would be able to divide hundreds of thousands of dollars every year. When I said this, I looked regretful.

After listening to his friend's words, Wang Qiang drove, and the two of them went to the factory together to have a look.

At that time, the factory was valued at 600 million, and its subsidiaries had several, in addition to the production of paints and coatings, it also produced various packaging supplies, chemical materials, undertook various projects, and had its own construction company and college.

At that time, the sales manager of the factory in Anxi bought his son a car, which was worth nearly two million Maserati.

Wang Qiang also remembered this company through the small yellow building in a photo.

It is estimated that in the entire auction venue, no one would have thought that this company, which now has a starting price of 30 million, will have a valuation of up to 600 million yuan in the future, and make a profit of 100 million yuan per year.

Pagoda Paint, as an enterprise with a valuation of 600 million yuan in the future, Wang Qiang originally thought that there would be many people rushing to shoot, but he didn't expect the host to shout several times without raising his card.

At this time, in the front seats, several people in blue denim overalls turned to look behind.

Wang Qiang found that the work clothes worn by these people were embroidered with three small yellow characters "pagoda paint" on the left chest. Come to think of it, these people should be the leaders of the pagoda paint factory.

Seeing that the pagoda paint factory was about to be auctioned, these workers looked at the people behind them with a desperate face.

"Uncle, take pictures of this factory" Wang Qiang remembered the reason for the transformation of this factory, but he couldn't remember it for a while. Seeing that the host was about to announce the unsuccessful auction, Wang Qiang said to his uncle Chen Haipeng.

Chen Haipeng glanced at his nephew Wang Qiang in surprise.

Chen Haipeng thought that he was just coming to be a companion for his brother-in-law and play soy sauce, but he didn't expect that his brother-in-law Wang Wenhu's auction would make Wang Qiang mess up, but now his nephew Wang Qiang let him auction a factory.

"Uncle, raise the card!" Wang Qiang saw that the host was about to drop the gavel, and hurriedly reminded Chen Haipeng, who was in a daze, again.