After rebirth, she doesn't lick, and the boss Kuku slaps her in the face

When the auctioneer saw Mr. Tan pick up the black number plate, his eyes lit up and he got back to the point from the complicated story.

"The third time for the 'golden rice bowl'..."

Tan Yan raised the sign at the right time.

The auctioneer quickly changed his words, speaking in a high-pitched tone, "Mr. 1 has raised the price again. Black card, one million. Is there anyone else who wants to raise the price?"

“Anyone else want to raise the price?”

"Thirteen million and a half each time."

"Thirteen million five hundred thousand twice."

"Thirteen million and five hundred thousand..."

"Wait a minute!" The rich second generation suddenly stood up and picked up the black license plate.

He tilted his head to glance at Tan Yan, and after dropping the number plate, he raised his hand with five fingers spread out.

The rich second generation's action shocked the runners-up present and they started whispering.

"five million?"

"Oh my god, is this kid crazy? Yixin is a national chain of snack bars. Isn't this a bit too much?"

"Yeah, they dare to go against the Tan family. They are just like a newborn calf who is not afraid of a tiger!"

"I heard that he just came back from the United States last month and knows very little about domestic affairs, otherwise how could he dare to do this."

"Well, to put it bluntly, he's just a little rascal with an empty head. I guess his father will have to go to the Tan family to apologize for his crime."

"Humph!" The rich second generation heard some of the people's whispers, but he didn't take it seriously.

He was an exiled child since childhood. His father only remembered his existence after the legitimate heir of the family died.

Maybe it’s because the old man is too old. He was given the position of general manager after only being back for half a month. It’s obvious that he won’t live long.

He spends a lot of money on food and drink every day. He has never seen so much money in his life.

He can buy any car worth millions if he wants. His family is incredibly rich, so of course he holds his head high.

What Mr. Tan? He’s just a man I’ve never met before, how powerful can he be?

He didn't intend to buy it, but seeing that the man liked this broken bowl, he wanted to tease him and raise the price.

The second-generation rich man looked down at everyone and shook his head in disgust, "It's 50 million."

These people have really never seen the world!

The onlookers' eyes almost popped out, "Mr. Duo?"

"Fifty million, did I hear that correctly?"

"You heard it right, it is indeed 50 million. This kid is absolutely crazy!"

Not to mention they were surprised, even Jiang Ximeng was stunned.

He even thought he was hallucinating and scratched his ears, "Five... ten million?"

It's just a bowl, neither from the Shang or Zhou dynasties nor from the Eastern Han Dynasty. It might even be from the last week.

In just over ten minutes, it was hyped up to more than 60 million?

As she began to question, she caught a glimpse of a black card shaking on her right hand side.

good good!

If you mess with the rich second generation Tan Yan, you'll hit a brick wall!

"No...listen to me...it's really not necessary!"

Jiang Ximeng rushed over and held down the hand that was about to raise the number plate.

Tan Yan looked at the person who was 'throwing herself at him', with his smile never falling. He naturally put his arms around her and tucked the messy hair on her cheek behind her ears.

"It's not expensive either."

Jiang Ximeng had no time to pay attention to the intimacy between the two of them, and looked at Tan Yan with an indescribable expression.

“Not expensive?”

So what was the mentality of Young Master Tan when he said this?

It’s more than 60 million, isn’t it expensive?

Too……

Their family has been rich for many generations, and their family property has been accumulated bit by bit, so their foundation is extremely solid.

This amount of money is not even a drop in the bucket for him.

Although the Jiang family is far behind the Tan family, they are still quite wealthy. Her annual pocket money is at least tens of millions.

It’s just that she had experienced grassroots life in her previous life, so she didn’t have such high pursuits for material things and became frugal.

She found it hard to accept Tan Yan's way of spending money without treating it as money.

Besides, she didn't want to owe him anything anymore!

She had to save up money in advance for those valuable teddy bear stuffed animals and buy a gift of comparable price to return to Tan Yan on his birthday. She couldn't afford to owe more and more.

"Well, it's not expensive."

Tan Yan took advantage of Jiang Ximeng's distraction and successfully "rescued" the license plate.

He raised his hand to the auctioneer and said, "Raise it to 300 million. If anyone continues to raise the price, I will increase it by 300 million."

The man's voice was not loud, but it made everyone present shut their mouths. Everyone held their breath, not even daring to breathe.

It wasn't long since the script incident happened, but Mr. Tan was able to cause a long-established film and television company that had dominated the entertainment industry for decades to go bankrupt in just a few days.

Then they acquired the company at the lowest price. The company's shareholders died, left, escaped, died, or were injured. None of them had a good outcome.

From this we can see that this man is an "unscrupulous" businessman. Whoever dares to mess with him will have no time to hide from him!

While everyone was afraid, the eyes of the onlookers were also focused on the rich second generation, to see how he would respond.

The rich second generation was also confused when he heard the amount and muttered to himself, "Three hundred million?"

"Three hundred million once."

This is not a small amount of money. Even if he actively spent every day after returning to China, he only spent less than 100 million.

And the man asked for three hundred million.

"Three hundred million times."

Is he crazy? Just for a broken bowl?

"Three hundred million three times, boom!"

The auctioneer dropped the hammer to finalize the price. "The final winner of the 'golden rice bowl' is number 1, Mr. Tan from Hengyu. Congratulations!"

"Clap, clap, clap..." There was thunderous applause.

People clapped their hands loudly like sycophants, and some even cheered exaggeratedly, as if Tan Yan had done something great for the country and the people.

Jiang Ximeng covered her chest with both hands and felt several nodules appear instantly.

Tan Yan is really crazy. This is not the way to spend money!

"happy?"

The man asked without knowing the consequences.

Jiang Ximeng wanted to cry after hearing this.

Not happy, not happy at all!

Because she has to pay back even more.

It takes a few years to save up...

Fortunately, most of the money will be donated to people in need, which makes her feel better.

Jiang Ximeng nodded and tried to pull the corners of her mouth, "Happy."

Does she dare to say she is unhappy?

She was afraid that the young master would buy her something expensive again, and her little heart couldn't handle it.

I don’t know if her response satisfied Young Master Tan, but he finally returned to normal mode and stopped shouting “buy, buy, buy”.

Of course, before the auction ended, some women's jewelry was also on display, and Tan Yan asked her several times.

She rejected them all.

After the auction ended, Jiang Ximeng and Tan Yan did not leave immediately.

After a while, the backstage staff brought the packaged 'golden rice bowl'.

Before Jiang Ximeng could reach out to take it, a pair of large hands with distinct joints took it away first.

Tan Yan frowned, opened the complicated and useless packaging, and handed the golden bowl directly to Jiang Ximeng, who was so scared that she quickly held it with both hands.

Jiang Ximeng: ...

Could you be a little gentler? It’s three hundred million!

woo woo woo...

It's all famine...

The rich second generation did not disperse with the others, but squatted at the door with his head down.

After hearing the number "300 million", he sensed something was amiss and called the old man to describe the situation.

The person on the other end of the phone kept coughing and scolding him.

She also said that he was finished and "Yi Xin" would be finished too, and asked him to apologize as soon as possible, and that he would have to find a way to draft a company share transfer document in exchange for the man's calmness.

The rich second generation was furious, but he didn't dare to do it again, so he had to swallow his pride and do what he was told.

Apart from anything else, he still believed in the old man's words.

"Mr. Tan... Mr. Tan, I'm sorry. I was just a young man and was reckless. I didn't recognize the real man."

The second-generation rich man was quite flexible, he bowed 90 degrees with a sincere tone.

The expensive hand-made custom leather shoes stopped right under his nose.

Then the man's slightly deep voice said, "It's okay. People are always young and energetic."

Is this... forgiveness?

The rich second generation raised his head suddenly, with a look of surprise on his face, "Thank you, you... are such a good person!"

He said a lot of nice things until the man in front of him waved his hand and then left.

He was still thinking about it when he left.

Tan Yan is not as cold and unkind as the old man said, isn't that a good thing?