Myriad Realms: Opening Decisive Battle at Bright Summit

Chapter 232 This Driver Is Not Simple!
Seeing Ling Feng pulling Qin Lan's heart so boldly, Zhong Yuncong was furious: "Ling Feng, what the hell are you! How dare you sit down with Uncle Mao?"

Ling Feng glanced at Zhong Yuncong coldly, "Cong Shao, are you a mentally handicapped boy? Didn't you just say that I am Qin Lanxin's love? Now that our relationship has come to a showdown, I will sit next to my lover. What can't be done?"

"you!"

This time it was Zhong Yuncong's turn to tremble with anger.

Although Qin Lan resisted Ling Feng in her heart, she and Ling Feng were on the same side now, and she knew in her heart that Ling Feng did this just to help her save face.

It's just...to save face by disclosing the avatar of the "lover", it seems a bit of a waste of time, doesn't it?

Qin Lan's heart was full of confusion and panic, and he didn't know how to fight anymore.

Ling Feng was full of aura, and said coldly: "Young Master Cong, you miss my Lanxin, isn't it a day or two? In fact, if you like Lanxin, you can chase her in a fair manner, even though she has me A good boyfriend, of course, won't take a look, but you can't use such indecent means as drugging, Uncle Mao, are you right?"

"Ah? This..." Mao Yuanping looked at Zhong Yuncong in astonishment.

Qin Lanxin can be considered a celebrity in Suzhou after all, and his parents are also prominent people. Zhong Yuncong's drugging really can't be prevaricated as a joke.

Zhong Yuncong blushed and said, "I didn't! It was just Qin Lanxin who was drunk that day. I sent her back out of kindness! Ling Feng, please stop slandering me!"

Ling Feng smiled faintly, "Fortunately, I showed up immediately that night, so my Lan Xin was not harmed. Of course, I also have to thank you, Cong Shao. If it hadn't been for Cong Shao who drugged Lan Xin, Lan Xin and I would have The heart can’t be healed so quickly, right, Lan Xin?”

Qin Lan's heart was full of panic!He opened his mouth and closed it again!

She began to doubt deeply whether Ling Feng came to help her or to blackmail her!

Zhong Yuncong was trembling with anger, "Ling, don't be complacent! I won't let you go!"

Ling Feng smiled coldly, "Young Master Cong, just come over here - as long as you don't use dirty tricks."

Zhong Yuncong turned to Mao Yuanping and said, "Uncle Mao, trust me, I, Zhong Yuncong, am not that kind of person, no."

Against someone like Ling Feng who has gone through the world of reincarnation twice, a hundred Zhong Yuncong are no match!

Mao Yuanping, an old fox who has been in the business world, can naturally tell whether Zhong Yuncong is lying or not at a glance.

It's just that he can't tell the truth.

Mao Yuanping looked at Ling Feng with a smile, "This little brother is really extraordinary."

Ling Feng smiled arrogantly, "It's not bad, it's still far behind you, Uncle Mao, who is all-round and exquisite."

Mao Yuanping smiled dryly, knowing that Ling Feng was being sarcastic, but he didn't like it.

Ling Feng said: "Lan Xin, I have told you a long time ago that although your plan for the mining rights in northern Myanmar is good, but with such good benefits, Uncle Mao is not a charity, so he will definitely be able to give it to Young Master Cong." I won’t give it to you either, but you still believe that Uncle Mao is an emotional person. Oh, what do you want me to say about you? Let’s go. Let’s go home. Don’t delay Uncle Mao and Young Master Cong. Talk about a big deal of 150 billion."

Qin Lan's heart trembled, "Uncle Mao, is this true? You, you want to cooperate with Zhong Yuncong?"

This sentence really got the key point of Mao Yuanping.

Mao Yuanping quickly denied: "No, no, Lan Xin, you are overthinking! I have not promised anyone about the mining rights in northern Myanmar. You, you and Xiao Cong, all have a chance."

When Zhong Yuncong heard this, he immediately became unhappy, "Uncle Mao, you obviously..."

Mao Yuanping turned around and glared at Zhong Yuncong.

Ling Feng smiled and said: "Lan Xin, let's go, Uncle Mao said this just to save face for you."

Mao Yuanping quickly smiled and said, "No, no! Don't worry, Lanxin. As the chairman of the Su City Chamber of Commerce, I will definitely treat the northern Myanmar mining rights fairly."

Only then did Qin Lan feel relieved, "I believe in Uncle Mao."

Zhong Yuncong sneered and said, "Hmph, fair competition is fine too! Ms. Qin, I didn't say it, but you all want to compete with the Zhong Group for the mining rights in northern Burma? 150 billion, can you get it?"

Qin Lan said calmly: "Zhong Yuncong, you may not understand that business matters are not just about money. On the contrary, sometimes, money is the most useless thing. The success of a project depends on planning and teamwork , management, channels, etc., etc., these are the advantages of my Mingyue Trading."

Zhong Yuncong was speechless for a while.

Mao Yuanping said with a smile: "Lan Xin is right. It seems that the experience in the past few years has been very good. Oh, of course, what Xiao Cong said is also right. Money is the blood of our businessmen. If the blood cannot circulate , it’s useless to say anything.”

In this round of confrontation, the two were considered a draw.

However, in fact, it was Qin Lanxin who won the move.

After all, Qin Lan really can't come up with 150 billion yuan in his heart, and although Zhong Yuncong can't tell the plan of the northern Myanmar mining rights, when it is actually operated, the Zhong Group will definitely have a professional team in charge.

Qin Lanxin can still sit with Mao Yuanping, which is already a victory.

"Oh, by the way, Uncle Mao," Zhong Yuncong's bodyguard took a box of beautifully packaged tea leaves in his hand, "This is the Dahongpao, the mother tree of Wuyi Mountain, that my father bought at a high price a while ago. Please taste it."

"Hey! The mother tree, Dahongpao! The country doesn't allow picking it now, right? I'm afraid that one tael of such precious tea will cost 70 million yuan, right?" Mao Yuanping smiled like a flower on his old face.

Zhong Yuncong smiled proudly: "It's all trivial, as long as Uncle Mao likes it."

"Okay, okay! If you are interested, Xiao Cong, thank you dad for me!" Mao Yuanping smiled and motioned for his bodyguards to take the tea.

Obviously, Mao Yuanping was also on guard, for fear of being caught off guard.

After all, Zhong Yuncong has a history of drugging.

Zhong Yuncong frowned, "Yo? Why, Miss Qin didn't come here empty-handed, did she?"

Qin Lan's face suddenly became embarrassing.

To be honest, she was only thinking about the mining rights plan in northern Myanmar, and she never thought of giving Mao Yuanping a gift or anything.

Zhong Yuncong laughed loudly, "Miss Qin, you really came here empty-handed, oh my, you don't think much of Uncle Mao, do you?"

Qin Lan was at a loss for a moment. "Uncle Mao, I..."

Qin Lan was about to apologize, but Ling Feng took the lead, "Hehe, Mr. Cong, this is your fault. Uncle Mao wants to take it to heart, how can he take it seriously? In our family, Lan's heart In my heart, giving Uncle Mao ordinary things is insulting Uncle Mao."

Zhong Yuncong was furious immediately, "The Dahongpao tea with the surname Ling, seven or eight million yuan, how dare you call it an ordinary product?"

Ling Feng sneered and said: "Seven to eight million yuan is indeed a lot of money for ordinary people, but for your Zhong family, it is not even a drop in the bucket, right? You keep saying that you can easily take it out." 80 billion, why are you just giving away 150 to 80 million worth of rotten tea leaves to Uncle Mao? Aren’t you just giving away the beggar?"

"You! You! You..." Zhong Yuncong was so angry at Ling Feng's few words that his blood pressure soared.

Mao Yuanping couldn't help frowning, he was also scolded by Ling Feng.

This little driver actually has such a flexible mind, the key is that he still has an aura that can't be bent down, it's really not easy!

Instead of being angry, Mao Yuanping looked at Ling Feng again.

Zhong Yuncong said bitterly: "Okay! Ling Feng, it doesn't matter if you say my gift is bad, because it's just a meeting gift! The auction will start later, and I will pick one of Uncle Mao's favorite gifts for him! How about you? You are a poor little driver, and you still want to show off Qin Lan? Why do you have it? I can crush you with just a single finger."

Ling Feng sighed faintly, "Young Master Cong, why do you have to press forward on the road of seeking death? Leave yourself some way out."

Zhong Yuncong laughed loudly, "Why, are you afraid? It's right to be afraid."

Ling Feng said coldly: "What am I afraid of? If you are willing to die, why would I not be willing to bury you?"

Zhong Yuncong was about to explode, but Mao Yuanping waved his hand, "Okay, okay, Xiao Cong, Ling Feng is just talking and laughing, why do you have to go up to it?"

"Uncle Mao, you, you actually talked to a driver?" Zhong Yuncong said angrily.

Mao Yuanping smiled faintly, "Xiao Cong, I didn't talk to anyone, this is my territory, I just want to watch a VIP auction in peace, if you insist on arguing with Ling Fenglan, then I will Farewell."

"Don't, don't!" Zhong Yuncong said with a shy smile, "Don't be angry, Uncle Mao, sit down, the auction will start soon."

Mao Yuanping nodded slightly at this point.

The situation in the VIP box has undergone subtle changes.

At the beginning, Mao Yuanping was completely against Zhong Yuncong, but since Ling Feng intervened, Mao Yuanping still looked like a bowl of water on the surface, but in fact he was secretly toward Ling Feng and Qin Lan.

This is an old fox.

Don't judge people by their assets, but by their aura and conversation.

It is also beneficial to deal with such a smart person.

Ling Feng thought to himself.

Qin Lan sneaked a glance at Ling Feng, her eyes were extremely complicated.

To be honest, in the past, she only regarded Ling Feng as a driver who didn't want to make progress, but with Ling Feng's aura of completely controlling the scene today, Ling Feng is really infinitely charming.

Such a man is a real man.

Qin Lan's heart couldn't help throbbing a little.

When Ling Feng looked at her, Qin Lan's heart suddenly panicked, and she turned her head to look at the auction house.

Ling Feng took the opportunity to activate the Spirit Vision to check.

Qin Lan's favorability has actually increased to 10 points.

Not easy.

This Bingshan beautiful CEO is finally not stupid and knows how to appreciate it.

Alas, I'm afraid I'll have to work overtime today.

Ling Feng looked at the time and sighed helplessly.

at this time.

The antique auction in the VIP hall officially started.

A male host in a suit appeared with a cheerful face. After a few simple opening remarks, the bidding began.

The previous few antiques were quite satisfactory, and their transaction prices ranged from several million.

Qin Lan took a sneak peek, but Mao Yuanping didn't even lift his eyelids.

It seems that if you want to defeat the Zhong Group represented by Zhong Yuncong, you can't do without tens of millions of antiques.

Qin Lan couldn't help but feel a little melancholy.

She worked hard for the entire northern Myanmar mining rights plan, but in the end she had to give gifts to get a chance.

Tens of millions is definitely not a small amount for Qin Lanxin now, but he gritted his teeth and could still get it together.

At this time.

I heard the host's emotional introduction: "Dear distinguished guests, the highlight of today's auction is coming! Everyone, please keep your eyes open! Please, a small Jun Kiln sky-celadon glaze jar from the Song Dynasty!"

A classical woman in a Song Dynasty dress, carrying a small Jun kiln pot, walked onto the auction stage in style.

"Jun Kiln Tianqing?" Mao Yuanping immediately narrowed his eyes with interest, "A rare thing!"

Qin Lan took a deep breath, thinking: I will buy it!I hope it will not be higher than 2000 million!

Ling Feng subconsciously forgot to glance at the stage.

What the fuck?

Why does this little jar look so familiar?

Could it be... mine?
(End of this chapter)