The bidding between Pan Yingcheng, the owner of Hecheng Commercial Bank, and Dong Chaolong, the principal of the "Kunlun" Specialized School, continued to heat up. Until the price reached 41 million, Dong Chaolong couldn't stand it anymore.

He glared at Pan Yingcheng angrily: "This, you are the trustee invited by Jinshui Group." You and I are fighting for 40 million for a pot of flowers? There are two more pots left, so why don't you wait until the next auction to place a bid? ”

The latter was not afraid: "Principal Dong, we are all equal, you can bid, I can also bid, this is our freedom." As for when and how much I bid, it's my own business, and you don't care. ”

Dong Chaolong was furious, and he was extremely uncomfortable by these words.

Pan Yingcheng continued: "Besides, who knows if there will be the same situation in the next pot of flowers? And someone who is as viciously competitive as you are? I also want to ask if you are the trust of Jinshui Group, who has been raising prices with me! ”

"You!" Dong Chaolong was so angry that his chest rose and fell, and his face turned pale.

"Two, two, don't be angry, don't be angry." Jin Yan comforted the two with a smile, "It's just a pot of flowers, don't hurt everyone's harmony." ”

Dong and Pan glared at him angrily, isn't it all caused by you kid? If you kid don't get these phoenix chrysanthemums, we will bid so painfully?

"No. 9 bid forty-one million, forty-one million at a time!" The moderator begins the countdown.

No. 9 is Pan Yingcheng, the owner of Hecheng Commercial Bank.

Jin Yan doesn't have a good impression of this guy, and it seems that he won't be the agent of the "Juyin" organization. This guy is too high-profile to match the secret and murderous methods of the "Kikukure" organization. He couldn't let the remaining three phoenix chrysanthemums fall into this guy's hands.

"Forty-two million." Jin Yan bids.

"The 19th bid is forty-two million, forty-two million once." The moderator shouted.

This time, Dong Chaolong and Pan Yingcheng looked at Jin Yan angrily.

"Mr. Jin, Captain Jin, you must have a conscience as a person, and you can't be both an athlete and a referee. You are the seller of these phoenix chrysanthemums, and you can't put a bid. Dong Chaolong said angrily.

"I am the CEO of Jinshui Group, which does not mean that the flowers are mine. The flowers belong to Jinshui Group and belong to the employees of the whole group. As an individual with thoughts, I also want these flowers in my personal capacity. Jin Yan raised the number plate in his hand, "What's more, I also have the number plate of the auction house, so I can naturally go down to bid." After the bidding was in hand, I naturally bought it with real money. ”

"That's a strong argument!" Dong Chaolong was furious.

Pan Yingcheng, the old man, was calmer, he touched his goat's whiskers, rolled his eyes, and said: "Mr. Jin wants to make more money for his group, which is understandable. Mr. Jin naturally has the right to bid, and it is up to us whether to follow the price or not. If you can't afford to play, give up. ”

These words are obviously a run on Dong Chaolong.

"I give up. You two fight. The price has exceeded psychological expectations, and Dong Chaolong can't be ridiculed, so he shook his head and gave up.

Pan Yingcheng raised the number plate again.

"The 15th bid is forty-three million, forty-three million at a time." The host shouted.

Jin Yan originally wanted to pit Pan Yingcheng, so he naturally stopped bidding when he saw this. This pot of flowers was photographed by Pan Yingcheng.

In the next pot, Dong Chaolong still participated in the bidding, and after competition, he won it for 35 million. The price was within expectations, six million lower than the previous bid, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

And Pan Yingcheng looked at this situation, his face was pale, he looked at Jin Yan and felt that he had been trapped.

The last pot of the phoenix chrysanthemum is particularly competitive. A group of bigwigs who have already won a pot and have not left the market have bidd. Including Yang Dongming, he will quote a price for a while, and the competition is very happy. He is not short of money, and if he can compete to get a pot again, it is not bad to send it to friends.

Soon, the price climbed to 40 million Donghua dollars.

Lin Beiyi, the leader of the "Juyin" organization under the pseudonym Wang Nan, who has never made a bid, really can't help it. The other nine pots have their own masters, and they are all big people. Now it is impossible for him to take it by force. Fortunately, the funds given by the organization for the event are quite abundant, and in order to make the trip worthwhile, he has to compete for one plant anyway.

The price climbed and soon reached 50 million. At this time, the competitors have basically given up.

50 million is Yang Dongming's price, and it is also his psychological expectation. Although this flower is rare, I already have a pot, and I can use that pot as the mother to reproduce in the future, and I don't have to get another one.

"Fifty-one million!" Lin Beiyi gritted his teeth and raised his hand. The pained expression on his face showed that the price was also very painful for him.

The host looked at Yang Dongming. The latter shook his head and placed the number plate in his hand on the chair, meaning not to follow.

"Fifty-one million for the first time!" The host shouted the price.

No one else celebrated.

"Fifty-one million for the second time!" The moderator continued to shout.

Just when everyone thought that this last pot of chrysanthemums was going to be obtained by "Wang Nan", and Lin Beiyi was also secretly relieved, suddenly a discordant voice sounded: "Five five million!" ”

Everyone was startled, and when they followed the voice, they saw Jin Yan, who was sitting in the back row, holding up the number plate.

"The 19th bid is fifty-five million, five five million at a time." The host shouted.

Lin Bei was furious. He turned his head and glared at the game-breaker. At this time, he fully understood the mood of Dong Chaolong and Pan Yingcheng just now.

is indeed both a referee and an athlete, this kid wins bamboo shoots!

This price is completely out of Lin Beiyi's budget. Pay this money, and in the days to come, you and your subordinates will basically have to eat chaff.

But...... After a failed attack on the White Cliff team, along with the loss of seven of his subordinates, he was severely reprimanded by the organization and told that terrible punishment awaited him in the future. The reason why he is so interested in this pot of phoenix chrysanthemum is that he wants to give it to the organization.

As Jin Yan thought, the chrysanthemum is the symbol of the "Juyin" organization, and it is also a sacred object to be worshipped. They take chrysanthemum as the name of the organization, chrysanthemum as the symbol of the organization, and chrysanthemum as the belief of the organization. Now there is this magnificent phoenix chrysanthemum in the world, if he can bring it to the headquarters, the upper echelons will definitely be happy and reduce his responsibility. He can also atone for his sins with merit.

This last phoenix chrysanthemum, he is determined to win!

In hard thinking, he held up the sign.

"No. 17 bid 56 million, 56 million at a time." The host shouted.

Jin Yan casually raised his hand again.

"No. 19 bid 57 million, 57 million at a time!" The host was so excited that his voice trembled. The sale of a pot of chrysanthemums at such a sky-high price is also a legend of his career.

Lin Bei raised his cards. The hand holding the card was already shaking.

"The 17th bid is 58 million, 58 million at a time." The host shouted.

At this time, Jin Yan had basically determined that the other party was the leader of the ghost face he was trying to find. The other party's height and body shape are similar to those of the Ghostface leader, and his aura is familiar. What's more, if what he expected is not bad, the other party is indeed willing to do anything for Feng Wangju, this ruthlessness is not comparable to others.