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The first thousand nine hundred and sixty chapters help the place(2/2)

Twenty billion?

This number once again shocked everyone and exclaimed, "Isn't this too crazy?"

One billion turned into 20 billion, and Tao Xiaotian took the initiative to increase the price.

No matter how much money the Emgrand Bank donated, it should not be this amount.

After all, it will take a long time to earn back 20 billion.

Tang Ruoxue also whispered: "President Tao, what are you doing?"

"We agreed on a budget of two billion."

"What are you doing with 20 billion?

This is ten times the budget.”

Her pretty face was sullen: "Is the oil field worth tens of billions?"

"Mr. Tang, I will make the decision on this matter."

Tao Xiaotian whispered: "At worst, I will pay for the extra part."

Tang Ruoxue said angrily: "Okay, you can handle the extra money, but the property rights will still be half per person."

Damn it! Tao Xiaotian almost slapped him, but finally endured his anger: "We will talk about this after the auction."

"Now let's make a concerted effort to prevent Bao Zhenhai from taking away Paradise Island."

He added: "In short, I will not let Mr. Tang suffer."

Tang Ruoxue snorted and said nothing more.

"Bao Zhenhai, I will pay 20 billion."

Tao Xiaotian returned to his normal expression, looking at Bao Zhenhai with a fierce look: "Does the Bao Chamber of Commerce want to increase the price?"

"I just want to remind you that any extra money from Mr. Tao will be cut back from Mr. Bao."

He has made a decision that after today's auction, he will find an opportunity to destroy the Bao Chamber of Commerce.

Then use Bao Zhenhai's money to make up for Dow's losses today.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to explain to the directors and elders of the clan association.

Bao Zhenhai didn't pay attention to the other party's threat and smiled noncommittally at Tao Xiaotian: "President Tao invites me so kindly, wouldn't I be sorry if I don't increase the price?"

He held out three fingers and was about to increase the price to 30 billion.

"Bang -" At this moment, the door was pushed open again, and Song Wansan walked in with his hands on his back: "Hahaha, this triennial island auction, without me, Song Wansan, to help, wouldn't it be a little less colorful?

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