This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

  Chapter 937 The bidding will be you and me!

  Engineering Trading Center, nine o'clock in the morning.

  The hall is full of major real estate developers who come to participate in the bidding.

  Today’s urban village land covers an area of ​​nearly 40,000 square meters, and the bidding price starts from 100 million.

  There are as many as 20 local real estate developers in Licheng alone, and there are many bidding companies from other provinces and cities.

  Less than twenty minutes before the auction began, Song Qiyu took his cellphone out of the house and answered a call.

  He stood outside the door of the auction hall. After a few minutes of brief exchanges, he put away the phone and asked the bodyguard behind him: "Qin’s budget is sure to be 200 million?"

  The bodyguard nodded, "100% sure, this is the amount that Qin Baiyu’s assistant Zhuo Han said personally."

  Song Qiyu stood with his hands behind him, looking far away to the corridor ahead.

  He gave a sneer on his thin lips, his tone was indifferent, "It's better to be true."

  At half past nine in the morning, the bidding starts.

  The host appeared before the stage in a formal suit. After the usual opening remarks, he impassionedly introduced the bid opener, bid monitor and bid evaluation team of this internal bidding meeting.

  Twenty minutes passed before he invited the bid opener to come to the stage to introduce the bidding rules and requirements for the area of ​​the village in the city.

  At ten o'clock, the bidding starts.

  The base price is 100 million yuan, and the first to raise the placard is Song Qiyu, who bid 120 million yuan.

  Followed by other developers continue to add money.

  According to the previous budgets made by various companies, this land is worth 300 million yuan if the future land premium rate is included.

After all,    is a village in the city, and major real estate developers have a lot of estimates when bidding.

  The price is still rising. Song Qiyu stared at Qin Baiyu not far away. He lowered his eyelids, his eyebrows condensed slightly.

  The price has now reached 180 million, but he doesn't seem to have the intention to raise a card.

  Behind the shadows of people, Song Qiyu sometimes vaguely cast his eyes.

  At that time, Zhuo Han was sitting next to the man. He swept away the light and said with a rather ironic smile, "President, if you don't raise the card, Song Qiyu can't sit still!"

  The man glanced at him, and his deep and gloomy pupils slowly looked towards the other side.

  Song Qiyu turned his eyes at this moment, and the two eyes met from the air, and the silent battle burst out with firelight.

  For a few seconds, the man moved his eyes away coldly, and whispered to Zhuo Han, "Bid."

   Hearing the sound, Zhuo Han excitedly held up the sign, "Two hundred million."

  At the scene, there was no sound.

  This piece of land has doubled the base price. Now it seems that Qin’s shot is bound to be won.

  Other developers can’t help but think to themselves that this price has reached their budget limit.

   Seems to be cautious about raising cards.

  Only, after Song Qiyu saw Zhuo Han holding a card, a scorching light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

   He turned his eyes to look at the bodyguard beside him, who also looked confident.

  Qin’s maximum budget has been called out, it depends on whether they dare to continue bidding.

  Song Qiyu's fingertips tapped on his knees, and the next second he directly raised his card, "Two hundred and fifty million."

  This time, the audience was in an uproar!

  Everyone looked in the direction of Song Qiyu, and it seemed that they did not expect that someone would challenge the Qin clan in public.

  Song Qiyu ignored the scrutinizing gazes of the crowd. He looked at Qin Baiyu again and saw that his face was tight, his thin lips were tight, and his eyes became much colder.

  He smiled calmly.

  The host held a mallet and yelled in a cadence on the stage. When the final hammer sound was about to strike, Zhuo Han held up his card, "Two hundred and sixty million!"

  (End of this chapter)