Wu###I can't cry in the bathroom compartment, but I can't scream, and I can't even scream. I really want to die. He planned to kick the door with his feet, but after stretching it twice, his feet were also

I couldn't move, and I was tied up by Zhao Xiaotian in a big way, and it was even more difficult to breathe.

In the end, he chose a simple and crude method, regardless of whether there was something in his mouth or not, and shouted help in a voice that could not be distinguished.

Finally heard the movement outside the toilet, Wu ######################################################################################################################

After hearing this, the man outside muttered to himself: This person is constipated, his bowel movements are so miserable. The sound should be blocking toilet paper in his mouth. Isn't that covering my ears and stealing the bell? I'm really listening to it.

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In the end, no one realized that someone was kidnapped in the toilet compartment, and they thought it was constipation.

Wu ### She burst into tears in the bathroom with her shirtless. She didn't know what he had done or who she had offended. It must be the girl from the Finance Department, who wanted to buy a murderer.

Zhao Xiaotian tucked the sign in his pants, covered it with clothes, and walked back to Fuerda in the bidding hall.

Fulda never attended any event on behalf of the company. Because of his illness, he could not be allowed by secular behavior. He could only take money from his family every month and do what he liked in an apartment. He had no choice but to the dead.

The difference.

Thanks to Zhao Xiaotian, he rescued him from the dead world, but he seemed very embarrassed to participate in such a large-scale bidding event without any experience.

There was a middle-aged man he brought to him by his side and persuaded him: "Young master, don't be nervous. We just join in the fun. It's no big deal. Don't think about messing around and be careful of headaches."

Fuerda smiled and said, "Thank you, Uncle Fu, I understand."

When Zhao Xiaotian heard that this person was called Uncle Fu, he was the one who eavesdropped on the balcony that day when he eavesdropped on the phone. He thought that this person must be Fuld's confidant and wanted to flatter.

"Hello Uncle Fu, I often hear Xiaoda mention you." Zhao Xiaotian took the initiative to extend his hand and shook hands with Uncle Fu.

Uncle Fu's smile is very kind. Although he is in his forties or fifties, his condition is like an old man in his twilight state, so kind that makes people want to kiss him.

"Hello everyone, dear representatives of the company, please be quiet now, our bidding activity is about to begin."

There was a gentle man standing on the stage with a handrail and said gently.

Zhao Xiaotian straightened his body and took out a No. 19 number plate from his pants.

"What is this? Why do you have a number?" Fuld's questioned in surprise when he looked at the number plate No. 24 in his hand.

Zhao Xiaotian waved the sign and said, "The weather is too hot. I picked it up in the corridor. I thought it was good as a fan, so I used it."

"In this bidding event, all companies issued a brand after certification. Which company should Mr. Zhao belong to? How could he throw it away?" Uncle Fu was a little confused and asked Zhao Xiaotian.

Zhao Xiaotian shrugged, "I don't know either, maybe someone doesn't want it anymore."

But no one knew that the owner of this brand was lying next to the toilet, smelling the stench and feeling disgusted from the next door.

Seeing that Zhao Xiaotian didn't tell the truth, Uncle Fu didn't care. After all, this time I came to see the young master and just avoid letting him get sick. Other things didn't matter.

"This time we are bidding for old city renovation projects. We bid directly without a reserve price. Those with the highest price will get 10 million yuan each time. Please bid for the bid!"

Almost as soon as the host finished speaking, someone shouted: "Ten million."

Everyone laughed and thought the person who was calling the price was very interesting.

Although it is a no-price auction, each company has already conducted an output value assessment and made a comprehensive judgment on its own company's capital flow pattern. Each company is different, but this bidding will definitely not be less than 100 million.

It's right.

This person who bids for 10 million must be an unknown small company that sends such unreliable employees.

In the evaluation of each company, the price should be between 140 million and 170 million, so this price is the key to everyone's victory.

In order to find a better opportunity, everyone put in full effort and waited quietly for the price to be raised.

But after the bid was 10 million, there was no movement for a long time.

Zhao Xiaotian shook the sign and said to Fuerda next to him: "Look at it, maybe I will take it down for 10 million! Then you lend me 10 million, I will turn around and sell it back and give you 50 million, you

What do you think?"

Uncle Fu was laughing and crying when he heard it next to him. He picked up a brand, which was recognized by the company. Even if he was photographed, it would not be yours. But the company got the cheaper one and wanted to change hands. It was really a world-class person.

The big joke.

"Uncle Fu, can I... be able to call me?" Fulda asked Uncle Fu in a low voice.

"Yes, young master, you can raise your sign, you just bid 20 million. It's very simple, don't use your brain."

When Zhao Xiaotian heard it next to him, he felt that Uncle Fu really loved Fuld, for fear that he would get sick if he used his brain. However, he didn't know that Fuld's illness had been cured by Zhao Xiaotian, and these little thoughts would not get sick at all.

"On the 24th, I bid 20 million, is there any price increase?"

When everyone saw that something was wrong, they thought the price would be raised to more than 100 million in two or three seconds. They were still thinking about the final reserve price, but when everyone thought so, no one called it.

An employee of a company could not bear it anymore and just as he was about to lift the sign into the air, he heard someone holding the sign not far away.

"The Murong family...promoted 20 million yuan."

The man was about thirties and the sign in his hand was No. 35. He looked quite cold, and his move to hold the sign was not dragged on. After holding the sign, he shouted.

The host on the stage was an invited auctioneer. When he heard the man shouting, he smiled bitterly and said, "Sir, our rule is that every time we raise a bid of 10 million, one dollar will not work. If you

If you are sure, it will be 30 million."

The man from Murong's company had no expression on his face. He slowly stood up, looked around at the hundreds of people around him, and shouted at the auctioneer: "I! Say! The Murong's family bid... 20 million yuan!"

In fact, when he shouted the first sentence, someone had already shook his head and left with a sigh, and could only admit that he was unlucky.

People from the Murong family come to participate in the auction, who dares to bid? Even if they have an extra dollar, they will be against the Murong family. To put it bluntly, it is the Murong family's empire. There are so many companies that have opposed their family over the past century.

All exceptions died, either being viciously acquired by the Murong family or being isolated, destroying all the personal resources and raw material suppliers.

In Guangdong, the Murong family is a wild beast that eats people and does not spit bones. As long as you identify the same prey, no one is qualified to grab it.

The auctioneer was invited by the outside world and had no idea about the subtle situation in Guangdong. He looked at the man, shook his head, and was about to repeat the rules. A young man rushed to the stage and grabbed the auctioneer.

Behind the audience, he lay down in his ear and said a few words.

The auctioneer walked back to the stage with a pale face, looked at the man, swallowed his saliva, and said to everyone: "No. 35, bid 20 million yuan, and... is there anyone else bid?"

The sound of his speech was trembling.

The auction hall was whispering, and when everyone saw that the Murong family had come forward, there was no room for them to participate in this kind of thing. In a short while, nearly half of the people were gone in the huge auction hall.

The rest of the people were watching with a curious attitude. Most of them were not sure of winning the project, just to see who the fat duck ended up falling.

Zhao Xiaotian thought that what Murong Lin said was indeed correct. If this matter was settled so simply, the Murong family's power should not be underestimated.

"Bid it! One more dollar." Zhao Xiaotian pushed Fuerda with his elbow and asked him to pay for the price.

Fuerda looked at Uncle Fu, shook his head at Zhao Xiaotian, and said, "No, this is a member of the Murong family. If I bid, then they... will do something very bad."

"What bad can you do? Listen to me and bid!"

Zhao Xiaotian's eyes suddenly became fierce, which was different from Zhao Xiaotian who Fuerda knew.

"This..." Fulda hesitated a little.

"Young master, you can't come out." Uncle Fu encouraged him.

Zhao Xiaotian smiled contemptuously and said, "I saved your life, but you don't believe me."

"If it's just me, then I will definitely believe you! But this is related to the fate of our company. I... I dare not gamble." Fuld's sweat flowed out.

"Twenty million and one yuan at a time."

"Twenty million and one, twice."

The auctioneer's sweat is also flowing like tap water, and his bonus is related to the amount of money he is in the auction. After working for so long, I have never heard of an old city renovation project that sells at such a price. That's simply Tianfang

Nightmare.

He deliberately slowed down his speech, hoping that someone who was not afraid of death would come out to bid.

Zhao Xiaotian sighed and cursed Fulda and raised the No. 19 sign in his hand.

"Okay! Mr. No. 19 bid three..."

"Twenty million and two dollars!" Zhao Xiaotian shouted loudly.

The auctioneer had cursed Zhao Xiaotian in his heart for his eighteen generations. He was about to say that he had bid 30 million on the 19th, but only added one dollar to take Zhao Xiaotian.

"Sir, we always have to add..."

"Add your mother's legs!" Zhao Xiaotian pointed at the auctioneer with the sign and scolded: "The Murong family has bid 20 million and 2 yuan!"

The auctioneer's heart skipped a beat! My mother, why did the Murong family come out again? What's the Murong family going to make a fuss?

Everyone was also very confused. They looked at the first person who called himself the Murong family. The man was closing his eyes and resting, looking like he was accustomed to it.

"There is no more fun..." Everyone thought that this was the Murong family making fun of everyone.

But after a while, another group of people walked away in the scene.

"Twenty million and three!" Fuerda held the sign in his hand, and his trembling palms were sweating.

He knew that Zhao Xiaotian was not from the Murong family, and he didn't know what purpose it was for in this way, but Fu Erdapee admired Zhao Xiaotian's courage.

The illness has been cured, are you still afraid of death? Fuldda gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and added a dollar.

"Okay, this is still from the Murong family." A man threw away the sign in his hand and left the scene embarrassedly.

"Twenty million and three yuan, once."

"Twenty million and three yuan, twice."

"Twenty million and three yuan, three times."
Chapter completed!