Reborn with a Cell Phone 2007

"32."

"32 million."

"32 million."

"Add another 2000."

At first, everyone's bidding was very fair.

Ji Shumiao, Lu Yonghe, and Xiong Youzhu all indirectly bid several times, and the price soon reached 37.4 billion.

The fierce competition for this land was expected by everyone. Lin Yi provided sufficient budget, and as long as it was within 45 billion, it would be acceptable.

Le Hui raised his sign again: "Add 20 million."

"Add 37 million, and the price comes to... 6000 billion." The auctioneer spoke in an excited tone, continuously stirring up the atmosphere on the scene.

Chu Hongyi, who had been silent all this time, raised his sign and said loudly, "40 billion."

Don't talk about martial arts!

Today's young people are more unethical than each other!

The auctioneer looked around and saw that no one was laughing.

Ji Shumiao couldn't help but look back, and met Chu Hongyi's teasing and provocative eyes. He said something to her with his mouth silently, but Ji Shumiao couldn't make out what it was.

"40 billion! No. 17 bid 40 billion! The competition is getting more and more intense. Is there anyone who can offer a higher price?"

At Lu Yonghe's suggestion, Lu Liangshi raised his sign and said, "Add 20 million."

Ji Shumiao held up a sign: "42 billion."

Since there is no moral ethics, let's just mess things up completely.

Lu Yonghe's face turned green and he looked at Ji Shumiao, but the latter didn't even look at him and refused to receive the signal.

"42 billion!" the auctioneer asked excitedly, "Any more..."

Chu Hongyi interrupted him: "45 billion!"

Lu Liangshi shouted, not wanting to be outdone: "46 billion!"

Then he was glared at by Lu Yonghe.

Ji Shumiao followed closely behind: "48 billion."

Lin Yi frowned and whispered, "Don't scream anymore."

Chu Hongyi held up a sign: "50 billion!"

The price of this land has already caught up with the housing prices near that plot of land. Flour is more expensive than bread. This...

At Xiong Youzhu's instruction, his men held up signs: "52 billion."

"52 billion!" The auctioneer's voice broke as he shouted. Having been in this business for so long, this was the first time he encountered people bidding hundreds of millions. It seemed like everyone had a grudge against money and couldn't wait to give away the money as soon as possible.

Lin Yi patiently explained to Ji Shumiao: "They bought it to use as commercial housing. After hoarding it for a while, the price will always go up. It's just a matter of how much you make. You bought it to use as collective housing for your employees. What's the difference between this price and stabbing yourself in the aorta twice?"

"There is a difference." Ji Shumiao said seriously, "I can't stand people acting wild in front of me."

Chu Hongyi held up a sign: "55 billion."

Ji Shumiao followed closely: "56 billion."

Ji Shulang also advised: "There are many other options, some of which are better plots of land. Why do you have to be so impulsive and stick to this one..."

Ji Shumiao interrupted him irritably: "What qualifications do you have to advise me? Death, love, love, brain."

Ji Shulang was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick - he was holding it in.

Le Hui wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere, but just as the words reached his throat, he swallowed them back when he saw Ji Shumiao's vicious and cruel eyes.

She was determined not to listen to advice today.

"Arrogant, self-willed and self-willed." Lin Yi said this and left angrily, while Ji Shumiao didn't even look at her from beginning to end.

The bidding sounds continued one after another. Some people who wanted to watch the fun also raised the price. Lu Liangshi called out the price twice.

Lu Yonghe stopped scolding his son. He saw that Ji Shumiao and Chu Hongyi were in conflict, and it would be difficult for these two to end this conflict today.

In the tense atmosphere, everyone's heart is filled with complex emotions. These emotions are like Lego blocks, piling up one by one, gradually forming a heavy drum with a taut drumhead, and the heartbeat held hostage by the tense and stimulating emotions is the best drumstick.

Xiong Youzhu's men reported the situation on the scene to him quickly with trembling voices and stammering.

Xiong Youzhu on the other end of the phone hesitated for a moment and said, "Raise the price to 80 billion."

After saying that, Xiong Youzhu hung up the phone.

The two vice presidents looked at each other and tacitly decided to carry out the plan.

Xiong Youzhu was talking about raising the price, not buying it.

The price has reached a strange 67.8 billion.

Xiong Youzhu's vice president's hand trembled as he held up the sign: "70 billion."

Wow, there’s one more person who doesn’t follow martial ethics.

Where no one could see, Ji Shumiao's fingers, which were pinching the corner of his clothes, had turned white and numb.

She was playing a game of passing the flower while beating the drum. What was passed between the parties was not a bouquet of flowers, but a piece of iron that was burning brighter and brighter. Whoever got the iron would have his palm burned through.

Ji Shumiao still looked stubborn and arrogant, holding up the sign with an unhappy look on his face: "72 billion."

This time, the bidding was not followed up quickly. Chu Hongyi waited until the auctioneer raised the gavel and said "72 billion for the second time" before he spoke: "Add million."

At this time, the price increase was downgraded from hundreds of millions to tens of millions, which seemed to be a sign of weakness, but it could also be a smokescreen for confusion.

Before Ji Shumiao could think or hesitate, two "Cheng Yaojin" appeared halfway and took the imperial edict and ignored it: "73 billion."

Ji Shumiao: "..."

Xiong Youzhu's people smiled at her apologetically.

Chu Hongyi: "Add 20 million."

Ji Shumiao: "Add 30 million."

Auctioneer: "73.5 billion! 73 billion, the price has come..."

Xiong Youzhu's people held up a sign: "74 billion."

"74 billion!!! Number 13 bid 74 billion!"

Ji Shumiao exhaled, raised his sign and added, "75 billion."

Her heartbeat accelerated rapidly, as if it was about to burst through her chest, and the drum in her body could fall apart and turn into ruins at any time.

Xiong Youzhu's men were not having a good time either. Beads of sweat kept rolling down their foreheads. Their hands were trembling slightly, and their palms were already soaked with sweat. They clenched their teeth tightly, their breathing became rapid and shallow, and their entire bodies became tense.

Ji Shumiao didn't look back at Chu Hongyi, but he must be having a hard time too.

"75 million times..."

Chu Hongyi: "Add 50 million."

Ji Shumiao: "Add 50 million."

Xiong Youzhu’s people: “Add 78 billion, no, 78 billion, not add 78 billion.”

Ji Shumiao’s back teeth were almost broken from biting, and he kept cursing “Xiong Laodeng” in his heart.

The auctioneer repeated hoarsely, "78 billion! Number 13 bids 78 billion!"

The auctioneer did not rush to continue, but began to talk about the prospects and advantages of this land, obviously giving Ji Shumiao and others time to think calmly.

“…I believe the future value of this land is far more than 78 billion, so is there a higher bid?”

Ji Shumiao raised his sign: "Add 10 million."

Chu Hongyi: "Add 10 million."

Xiong Youzhu's people gritted their teeth and stamped their feet in anger: "80 billion!"

After bidding, both of them prayed to the gods and Buddhas in their hearts, hoping that the two big Buddhas would continue bidding.

Their mission had been accomplished, and all they had to do now was leave it to fate.

Auctioneer: "80 billion! It seems that No. 13 is determined to get this piece of land!"

Xiong Youzhu's two vice presidents wiped the sweat from their foreheads and forced out an ugly fake business smile.

Ji Shumiao's index finger gently tapped the number plate in his hand...

Fuck his dad!

Ji Shumiao: "81 billion!"

Chu Hongyi: "82 billion!"

Oh, has it started again?

Ji Shumiao: "83 billion!"

Chu Hongyi: "Add 10 million!"

Ji Shumiao: "Add ten million."

Auctioneer: "83 billion!"

Ji Shumiao turned around, gave Chu Hongyi a triumphant and provocative smile, and said silently: "Rubbish."

In fact, her heartbeat was like a drum, jumping higher and higher, until it reached her throat and was about to jump out when she opened her mouth.

"83 billion once!"

Chu Hongyi was also laughing, and the more he laughed, the creepier it became.

Ji Shumiao raised her head and turned around like a swan, no longer paying attention to him.

Ji Shulang's face was as gloomy as water. He had already prepared ten speeches in his mind and organized his words to go home and complain - Ji Miaomiao was going to take the beating from her grandfather this time.

"83 billion twice!"

In the silence of the whole audience, the auctioneer spoke at the slowest speed: "83 billion..."

Chu Hongyi spoke again: “Add 10 million.”

Ji Shumiao quickly exhaled and threw away the bidding number plate in his hand.

Ji Shulang was stunned: "Are you pretending?"

Ji Shumiao blinked playfully and asked silently: Are you pretending?