The bidding venue was selected in the conference center on the top floor of a resort hotel, and the bidders for this land were all commercial groups with some strength.

Ji Hengdong and Pang Zexun's cars arrived almost at the same time. At the same time, it arrived at the last minute before the start of the bidding meeting.

The same black van, with its head on its head, parked outside the hotel gate as if it were provocative. Pang Zexun fastened the second button on his suit in the car, tightened his tie, and wanted to get out of the car. In addition to the capital operation team responsible for the project of the parent group, Pang Zexun also came with his maternal uncle Song Ziru, the head of the Song Group.

Song Ziru sat still and didn't move, looking out the window at the group of people in black hotel uniforms, there was still a little indescribable melancholy and guilt in his eyes. "At the bidding meeting, no matter what happens, you have to stay calm, don't lose the face of my Song Group."

Pang Zexun thought that his uncle was afraid that he would not be able to control his emotions after seeing Ji Hengdong, so he smiled a little absurdly. "How could I?"

Song Ziru dodged his nephew's sharp and clear eyes, and moved his mouth, but he didn't say anything, but the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes seemed to be deeper.

At this time, someone had already opened the door of the business car and asked a few people to get out of the car. Pang Zexun didn't think much about it, but blew a whistle easily and led a group of people to the front of the hotel. At that end, Ji Hengdong and Wang Jinqian also walked to the front with people.

The two armies faced each other, although they did not fight, and the momentum was at the top.

Song's Group started as a light industry processing plant, and has never been involved in the real estate business, Beishan is the first single, although we all know that the group is bidding in its own name is actually for the status of this mother nephew in the United States, but it still attaches great importance to it. More than a dozen people behind him are the company's auditors, financial experience, risk assessors, project leaders, etc., all wearing the company's gray suits and carrying briefcases with the Song logo.

On the other side, Ji Hengdong went up a lot more casually, although he was also wearing the same formal suit, but his gestures were casual and relaxed. Because what he did was not a serious business, and what he earned was the material consumption of the majority of capitalists enjoying life, Ji Hengdong's industry always gave the outside world a mysterious and unpredictable feeling. Except for Wang Jinqian, there are a total of four people behind Ji Hengdong, two of whom are his classmates in the Canadian Business School, and the accounts of Hengdong are all managed by the accounting firm under the names of these two people, and the other two are lent to him by Jiang Beichen from Shixuan, in order to prevent this goods from doing something he can't resist by emotion.

The six young people didn't even have the slightest sense of tension about to fight, and they had a lot of strategizing to disappear while talking and laughing. Against that side, although the number of people seems to be weak, but each other's momentum and belly are equal.

The poker faces of the Song team looked at the disdain in the hearts of those few people, competing with a group as big as ours? Bite off more than one can chew! The young man behind Ji Hengdong met his eyes, and he sneered slightly in his heart, he was so arrogant because he had a lot of people? Wine bag rice bag!

The hotel manager looked at Pang Zexun in embarrassment, then looked at Ji Hengdong, gritted his teeth and stomped his foot, and bent straight towards Ji Hengdong and stretched out his hand, "Mr. Ji, please here-"

Pang Zexun and Ji Hengdong were only separated by a revolving door, and Ji Hengdong's restrained peach blossom eyes were slightly raised upwards to stare at Pang Zexun, with a smile on the corner of his mouth. "Okay."

Pang Zexun clenched his right hand, his face was gloomy, and he stood in place and looked coldly at the six people in front of him before squeezing out a word from between his teeth after entering the venue. "Let's go!"

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The so-called bidding is that the small minions in front of them raise the price first, and then the big guy takes over when they can't afford the amount, Ji Hengdong, Pang Zexun, plus a Hong Kong businessman, can be regarded as the prelude to the competition. To put it bluntly, Beishan is a barren forest with a small area, and there are a few farmhouses around, but because of the unique upwind topography, the starting price is 35 million, and after a round of screening, it has been increased to 70 million at this time.

The Hong Kong businessmen on the side were still bidding, "Seven thousand five!" ”

The excited voice of the man on the stage came through the microphone, which upset Ji Hengdong, who rarely participates in such occasions. "Okay, Mr. 49 is asking for 75 million!! 75 million!! Has anyone else increased the price? ”

Pang Zexun led someone to sit in the left-hand seat, smiled lightly, and handsomely raised the bidding plate in his hand. "Eight thousand."

Ji Hengdong's eyes were still staring at the projection in front of him, and he was not worried about Pang Zexun's move, and his thin lips opened lightly. "What's the matter?" A woman behind her crackled her fingers on the keyboard, handed the notebook to Wang Jinqian next to Ji Hengdong, and whispered in Ji Hengdong's ear. "Hong Kong Zuorong Group, engaged in the food processing industry, is estimated to also want to open up the market in the mainland."

Ji Hengdong frowned, took the computer, glanced at it, and threw it back to Wang Jinqian. "What's the fun of a cookie maker?" immediately snatched the red sign in Wang Jinqian's hand, and at the same time did not forget to hand the Hong Kong businessman a cold look. "The mill is dead, nine thousand."

The singers on the stage were excited to see this number, as if they were something. "Ninety million!! Mr. 68 90 million!! ”

This is the real contest between him and him, and outsiders are the most annoying about stirring up the situation. Hong Kong businessmen are also smart people, and they can faintly see the gunpowder price between the two men, so they shrank their necks and dare not mix anymore, after all, ...... The two of them don't look like anything to mess with, the motherland has a vast land and abundant resources, so you can't put your own safety into it for the sake of a forest, right? In case of retaliation or something, the gains outweigh the losses.

Pang Zexun cooperated with Ji Hengdong very much, and he also raised the price to a new height in his heart. "One hundred million."

The people on the stage looked shocked and took the microphone and repeated it over and over again. "One hundred million!! Mr. 49 asked for 100 million!! ”

When the counting unit is no longer measured in ordinary tens of thousands or millions, it means that this thing is really at risk. Pang Zexun's faces changed slightly when they heard this price, and they seemed to be performing a task between each other's eyes, Pang Zexun's right hand was Song's financial director, this middle-aged woman who had seen countless business competition scenes gently pushed her glasses, and then silently, raised her hand and took away the bidding card in Pang Zexun's hand.

Pang Zexun was taken aback, his eyes were full of doubts, and he even couldn't help but question her in English. "What are you doing?!" The financial manager still calmly pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose, as if nothing had happened, "I'm sorry, I was ordered by the chairman to stop bidding when the price is 100 million." ”

Pang Zexun was stunned, and at the most critical juncture, he took away his right to continue to bargain? Undoubtedly, this is even more embarrassing than Ming Huang's loss to Ji Hengdong. "Impossible!! Why didn't he tell me in advance when it happened!! ”

His almost low and hoarse voice alarmed many people in the back, Wang Jinqian listened silently for a while and turned his head to look at Ji Hengdong, "It seems that something has changed?" Do you want to continue adding? ”

Ji Hengdong also looked at the scene over there with a little uncertainty, and Pang Zexun's eyes glared at the financial manager beside him motionless, as if he had been greatly insulted/insulted.

He calmly straightened his cuffs and nodded. "Plus. One hundred and fifty. ”

150 million, the audience was dumbfounded.

When the gavel clearly struck the table with a dull but loud sound, and when the audience gave a standing ovation to congratulate Ji Hengdong on his successful bid, Pang Zexun's tall figure stood up abruptly, kicked over the chair and grabbed the door. There is no gentlemanly manners to speak of. While Ji Hengdong politely accepted the congratulations of the people around him, he looked at the figure of Pang Zexun leaving, and suddenly felt that winning was not as happy as he imagined.

Pang Zexun never thought that he would lose to him because of his uncle.

Song Ziru seemed to have expected the development of things for a long time, and he was looking up at the fountain in front of the hotel with his back to Pang Zexun.

"Why?" Pang Zexun's eyes were bloodshot, word by word. "Obviously you told me yesterday that you wanted me to do it!!"

Are you young and fearless......... Song Ziru smiled lightly with his hands behind his back, and sighed slightly. "Xunzi, my Song business is not as good as those family industries, all of them were stepped on one by one when I was young, and there are more than two hundred people behind me to eat...... Recently, the export of products is not good, and some of the goods have been unsalable, and I am willing to let you participate in this bidding at this time, which is really benevolent. ”

Pang Zexun stared at the middle-aged man, and he couldn't feel where his voice was when he spoke. “…… What do you mean? ”

Song Ziru touched a stone sculpture on the fountain, and his heart was weak. "You are being resisted in the United States, it stands to reason that I am your own uncle, and there is no reason not to help you, but to put it bluntly, it is also your Pang family's property, and your mother and I are surnamed Song...... I can't even ignore the food and clothing of the family in order to help you, people are selfish. ”

"I can't let you compete with someone else with my family business, at first...... You have the energy to do things, I can see it, but what about later? You touch your heart and ask yourself, is it for the United States or for that little girl to compete with Ji Hengdong? ”

Song Ziru was also a little excited when he said this, and pointed to the gate and his voice was a little higher. "That Ji Hengdong is the ancestor of this city!! Can we compare with a person like him who has been tired of the treasury for three generations? Whether this land is successful or not, I take out this number is already the limit, if it becomes natural, it is the best, you can hold the land and stand on that end, I can take this profit, at most, it is a no loss or no profit, if it does not work...... The price has also been raised, and that kid is holding such a piece of land, it must be hot. ”

When the self-righteous family trust was presented in front of him in a way that exposed human selfishness, Pang Zexun suddenly felt that he didn't know what to do. The man who was more than one meter eight meters stood in front of his somewhat rickety uncle, and he couldn't say a word, and there was confusion in his eyes.

"So...... You're going to let me go back to Los Angeles like this? Dangling here for months without getting anything to live up to the trust of those supporters? ”

Song Ziru waved his hand, "Of course not, who said you didn't have a harvest?" That little girl is your biggest gain. Now I heard that the two of you are on good terms? If you can bring someone to the United States, you can rightfully inherit your father's position in the name of your marriage, once the relationship is solid, I am afraid that it will be too late for her Chu family to regret it, and having such a daughter-in-law is equivalent to having a protective umbrella in the family...... With her identity and family, you are still afraid that the United States will embarrass you!! ”

Pang Zexun's throat was dry, "You want me...... Take advantage of her? ”

As if it was a coincidence, the mobile phone in Pang Zexun's pocket rang as soon as the voice fell. He looked at it before hesitating to pick it up. "Wish?"

Chu Weiyuan was copying documents in the photocopy room with his mobile phone, "Is it over?" ”

Pang Zexun looked at his uncle with an uncertain expression, and slowed down for a while before responding to her in a low voice. "I lost." Chu Wei's hand holding the document stiffened, a little overwhelmed. She thought about the result, but she didn't know what she would say to comfort him when it came.

She bit her lower lip and pretended to be relaxed. "It's okay...... I'm going to look for you this afternoon, right? Let's eat together? ”

Pang Zexun closed his eyes. "Okay."

After his nephew received the phone, Song Ziru patted him on the shoulder meaningfully, "This is an opportunity, you might as well consider what I just said." ”

What to consider? Trick her into going to the United States to marry herself?

Under the sun, the tall and handsome mixed-race man questioned himself for the first time, and at the same time he was ashamed of this proposal...... He was faintly looking forward to the word marriage. Thinking of this, a name popped into his mind. It was his doctor in the United States when he was doing psychological counseling, and his English name was Jane. 166 Reading Network