Zhuo Han's voice is settled. Many people find it strange.

The special assistant of the president of the Qin family seemed to be gnashing his teeth when he just asked for the price.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

At this time, song Qiyu always stared at Qin Baiyu and Zhuo Han's more and more gloomy face. His smile deepened, and he directly raised a sign, "300 million."

This land, he's going to decide!

Sure enough, after he raised his card, the whole bidding hall was filled with needles.

The highest value of the land in the city village is 300 million yuan.

What's the origin of this man?!

It broke the sky high price!

They had thought that this land would be in Qin's pocket, but now the black horse suddenly rushed out seems to compete with Qin.

Three minutes later, the host made a final decision.

Licheng's village in the city land was successfully auctioned by Qiheng real estate at a price of 300 million yuan.

Next, Qiheng real estate will be evaluated by the supervisor and the bid evaluation team, and the final bidding result will be announced in half an hour.

The tense atmosphere at the scene gradually eased as the host's voice settled down.

At that time, the bidding department specially prepared a tea break in the rest corridor next to the bidding hall, and all the responsible persons who came to participate in the bidding came to the corridor in twos and threes to have a chat.

"General manager song, Congratulations

"It turns out that Mr. Song is the person in charge of Qiheng real estate. I've been looking up to him for a long time."

When song Qiyu walked from the hall to the corridor, many people began to compliment him politely.

Qi Heng real estate can beat the local snake Qin's real estate and win the land of the village in the city of Licheng, which can't be underestimated.

Song Qiyu walked through the crowd and nodded his thanks to everyone for their congratulations.

In the smoking area of the front corridor, a slender black figure stood on the side.

Song Qiyu tidied up the Cufflinks of his blue suit and walked away with a leisurely smile.

This scene, by other people's eyes, have whispered to follow the past.

It's the first time that Qin's real estate lost its business in front of its own house.

There are not a few people watching. They slowly approach, raise their ears and begin to eavesdrop.

"Mr. Qin, you've accepted!" At this time, song Qiyu stood on Qin Baiyu's side, looking at his action of swallowing clouds and puffing mist, with a sneer in his eyes.

Hearing his voice, the man turned his head, through the floating smoke to the Song Qi Yu's complacent expression, he raised his eyebrows, low voice, "Song boss is rich, Qin is ashamed."

This sentence is hard to distinguish between praise and criticism, but song Qiyu frankly accepted, "Mr. Qin is over praised. During this period of time, you are not in Licheng. I'm afraid many things can't keep up with the pace. After all, it's inevitable that there will be a hundred secrets and a few thinkings! "

Zhuo Han is standing not far behind them. He is thinking about how to send a greeting message to Lu Yixian with his mobile phone.

At the moment, he suddenly heard song Qiyu's words. He raised his eyebrows and said, "how does boss song know that the president is not in Licheng recently?"

His tone implied questioning. Song Qiyu looked sideways and laughed indifferently, "is that strange? Naturally, we should pay more attention to our competitors. "

Zhuo Han was so speechless that he squeezed his cell phone and wanted to reply, but he heard Qin Baiyu's faint voice with a warning: "Zhuo Han!"

Seeing this, he could only droop his head stiffly, and his expression was very subdued.

Seeing this scene, song Qiyu laughed playfully.

He stood on the side of the man. They were both of the same height and outstanding temperament.

This kind of secret contest, also let the bystander see some clues.