Bai Jiu asked Qian Jinxi to transfer the money to Meng Ran's account, and then returned to Meng Ran's side. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info looked at Wu Nengbao looking at him with a murderous gaze, and Bai Jiu had a mocking look on his face.

Seeing that this guy actually mocked himself, Wu Nengbao's eyes almost spewed fire and burned Bai Jiu to death, but unfortunately his eyes could only cry and could not breathe fire.

"Hahaha, congratulations to Boss Qian for receiving a treasure." The old man in charge of hosting walked up to the stage and congratulated Qian Jin in the audience.

The old man, as the organizer, was very satisfied with this transaction. At this time, there is a service fee of 100,000 US dollars, which means that his commission will also increase

This transaction also gave everyone a hope, so the atmosphere at the venue became warm.

Soon a third person walked up, this person was going to sell a piece of green jadeite, and the asking price was 100 million soft girl coins, but in the end, the auction failed.

Immediately afterwards, the next person also sold something, and the lot was a guqin. The guqin was finally sold for 1.2 million soft girl coins.

Meng Ran sat below, watching the people above trade rather boredly, these things were useless to him.

And Bai Jiu on the side has always been very enthusiastic because of the success of the transaction, and he can't wait to come to the stage immediately to trade again.

"Ladies and gentlemen, under Wang Ping. I've been having a high fever lately, and I can't do anything about the best hospitals in the country, so I want to pay a high price for everyone to introduce a stranger. A middle-aged man who looks like a wealthy businessman, supported by a beautiful assistant next to him, looks a little in a trance.

Everyone didn't expect another person to come up and ask for help, although they were surprised, but this was in line with the rules of the auction, and they immediately guessed why this person had a high fever.

Most of them here are successful people, and although they are curious about Wang Ping's high fever, they can't help it. As for introducing strange people or something, everyone's enthusiasm is still relatively high.

"Mr. Wang, with all due respect. I'm afraid you're going to have a very tricky disease. ”

Although the discussion was hot, no one stood up, and the venue was quiet for about two or three minutes, and the old man behind Meng Ran suddenly stood up and spoke.

Seeing someone standing up, Wang Ping was full of anticipation. When he heard that this person claimed to be an old man, Wang Ping was very excited. And the rest of the people also looked over here, their faces full of surprise, thinking that there was actually a Taoist priest hiding here.

"Does this gentleman have a solution?" Wang Ping hurriedly asked, because he saw that although Lao Dao was quite old, his eyes were sharp and energetic.

"There is no solution, but Mr. Wang has to be prepared." After Lao Dao finished speaking, he walked onto the stage leisurely, and his otherworldly temperament was quite good-looking.

However, Meng Ran found that this person glanced at the two of them disdainfully when he got up, although it was extremely hidden, Meng Ran still felt it.

"What do you want, sir? As long as it can cure my illness, how much does it cost, just ask. Wang Ping said energetically, the poem 'Dead Yuan knows that everything is empty' was not felt by him until this time.

I went to all the famous hospitals in the country, but I still didn't get anything. He already felt the call of death, which made him live in fear every day.

"It's easy to say, Mr. Wang, please let me take a look." The gray-haired old man walked up to the stage, nodded lightly, as if he had already seen through the source of Wang Ping's high fever.

Wang Ping saw that Lao Dao was going to make a move on the spot, so he immediately straightened his waist with a strong spirit.

"Boss, can this man really cure this person?" Seeing the smug look on Wu Nengbao in the back, Bai Jiu was very unhappy in his heart, and he wished that this old man would be ousted from power with a disgraced face.

However, Meng Ran didn't say much, so that Bai Jiu could calm down for a while. Meng Ran had already seen why this person was sick, but he hadn't thought about it clearly before he could make a move.

"I know about this Wang Ping's illness, it's so miserable! If it is not cured, the stock of Pingyuan Pharmaceutical Group may cause violent shocks. A middle-aged man in a suit bowed his head and whispered to his companion.

"The stock price is a little better, and I've heard that several of his children are already fighting in the dark, and they all want to monopolize the inheritance." The companion nodded and whispered.

Meng Ran's hearing was already very incomparable, and the conversation between the two fell into his ears word for word. He was quite speechless about what happened to Wang Ping, and secretly lamented that he might have problems with his children's education methods.

"I have found the cause of Mr. Wang's illness, and it depends on whether Mr. Wang is willing to treat it." Lao Dao checked Wang Ping's pulse, and then checked his facial features, and then said lightly,

Seeing that his illness could be cured, Wang Ping had no reason not to treat it, so he begged Lao Dao if he could do it immediately and relieve his pain as soon as possible.

"Sir, what conditions do you have?" Wang Ping couldn't wait to plead, he had already had enough of the torture caused by the high fever.

"Haha, it's easy to say. I want 30% of your group's equity. After Lao Dao laughed, he immediately said his conditions, and after speaking, he stood in place and waited for Wang Ping's decision.

Hearing Lao Dao put forward this condition, everyone in the audience gasped, thinking that just now they thought that this Lao Dao didn't seem to eat fireworks in the world, but in fact, it was a snake swallowing elephant with a great appetite.

"If you say 30 percent, the market value has reached more than 10 billion." A middle-aged man wearing glasses and combing his big back said to his companion with a slight frown.

After hearing this, the companion nodded and then shook his head again, quite sympathetic to Wang Ping, depending on whether he wanted money or death.

"What? Thirty percent? After listening to the white-haired old man's words, Wang Ping stumbled under his feet and almost fainted on the spot, he thought that this old way would offer a sky-high price, but he didn't expect the price to be so high.

"Sir, is there any room for negotiation?"

Wang Pingqiang held back his anger and asked, this asking price is inevitably a little too outrageous, what is the difference between this and taking advantage of the fire to rob and see death and not save it.

However, Lao Dao just smiled slightly, and did not answer Wang Ping's words, indicating that he would not give in.

"Mr. Wang, you can still earn money, but this life is ......." Lao Dao not only did not give in, but also threatened Wang Ping.

Listening to the old Tao's threatening words, Wang Pingqiang held back his anger and fell into contemplation, it is not impossible to earn another one or two tens of billions with his ability, but he is very unwilling to take out his hard work in this way in the past few decades.

Everyone in the audience also stopped discussing at this moment, and waited curiously for Wang Ping's decision.

"Okay, I promise you, please notarize the organizer!" After thinking about it for a while, Wang Ping finally gritted his teeth and agreed, although he only owned 40% after losing 30% of the group's shares, he still felt that life was more important.

At this moment, he was very envious of Qian Jinxi, because he only spent two million dollars to solve the problem on the spot. Counting the two transactions, this is simply a big deal, thinking of this, Wang Ping's eyes looked towards Meng Ran.

When he saw that Meng Ran was calm and not frightened by the transaction, Wang Ping was very surprised.

The old man of the organizer heard that there was such a big deal, and immediately ran to the stage with a few lawyers with excitement on his face, and began to write and notarize the contract for the two. If the deal goes through, the service fee will be the highest ever.

Soon, Wang Ping and Lao Dao signed the notarial deed. And Wu Nengbao in the audience laughed, as if this deal was made by him, and he felt that Bai Jiu was no longer worthy of being his opponent.

"Sir, what disease do I have? Please do it as soon as possible! After signing, Wang Ping seemed to suddenly be more than ten years old, which made everyone in the audience sigh.

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