I really don't want to be a male god

Chapter 117 116. Murder!
It seems that there is someone else behind the bid, and Chen Mingyuan is just a puppet who stands up to bid.

It's a pity that there were hundreds of people sitting in the whole venue, even Zhang Fan couldn't find out who was giving orders to Chen Mingyuan from so many people.

Zhang Fan withdrew his mental strength, and at the same time couldn't help but yawned again.

If he had known that the stamina of Gu poison was so strong, he should have eaten that centipede at that time. Although the centipede was ugly, according to a wilderness survival expert, the taste was okay, and the muscles were crunchy.

Behind the notary desk of the auction, the host looked at Chen Mingyuan who was holding up a sign in the corner with some astonishment.

I had to ask again: "Mr. Chen bid 38 billion, is there anyone else bidding?"

When he spoke, he looked directly at the location of Tang's family. It is estimated that no one will increase the price except them.

Tang Chenhao's uncle held the sign tightly with his right hand. If he did not continue to bid at this time, the news that "Tang Chenhao Group lost to a mysterious rich man in land auction" would probably make headlines tomorrow.

This land auction is the first battle for the Tang family to return from Haigang City, and the layout of the magic city wants to regain a firm foothold.

They also guessed that someone might deliberately oppose the Tang family, so they offered nearly double the premium. They would rather bear the huge pressure and show the momentum of an old family returning.

"38 billion times..."

Tang Chenhao's uncle was trembling with anger, but 38 billion was already the Tang family's limit, and if he bid any more, he would slap his face swollen and look fat.

"Do you need help?" Zhang Fan asked Tang Chenhao beside him, "I can lend you money, and it will be deducted from your future salary."

If the Tang family can't get the land, won't his office building be ruined?
As the owner of Tomson Group, Zhang Fan still trusts their business ability, and he doesn't like other people's houses.

"Humph! Borrowing money? Just you?" Tang Chenhao's uncle was angry and said angrily.

Zhang Fan shrugged, "If you don't need it, forget it."

Seeing that he was Tang Chenhao's uncle, Zhang Fan didn't bother to get to know him, but said to Tang Chenhao: "If I bid now, it doesn't count as stealing from you, does it?"

Tang Chenhao sighed helplessly, "It doesn't count, but I need to remind you that the current price premium rate is already very high, except for our Tomson Group, it is impossible for any real estate company in Shanghai to make a profit at this price .”

Zhang Fan nodded, that's not a problem, he's just plucking the system's wool.

What is profit?Can you eat it?
"38 million three times!"

"I bid 38 billion!"

The host of the auction raised his hammer high and was about to make a final decision when Zhang Fan raised his hand and shouted.

The voice came from where the Tang family was, but this voice was obviously not the representative of the Tang family just now.

Could it be that someone from the Tang family was calling the price?
The host and everyone in the venue focused their gazes on Zhang Fan. From a distance, they felt familiar, but they couldn't remember who it was for a while.

"Sir, next time you bid, please raise your placard first. Are you representing the Tomson Group?" the host asked aloud.

"I only represent myself. Besides, there is no rule in the auction rules that you can only bid if you have a brand."

When Zhang Fan spoke, the audience fell silent, and his voice was heard clearly throughout the venue.

Only represent yourself?Tom, what does this mean?
"This..." The host of the auction was a little confused.

In the rules of the auction, it is true that there is no such thing as not being able to bid without a brand, that is because all those who have the ability to auction here have a brand.

Those without a brand are basically people who come to watch the lively people eating melons, in case someone shouts the price and ends up unable to pay the bill.

But the host didn't dare to say anything. The organizer definitely hoped that the auction price would be as high as possible. Wouldn't he offend the beneficiary if he didn't let Zhang Fan bid?
"Sir, the meaning of the brand is to prove that you have the strength of the auction. If you can prove that you have the strength of the auction, there is no problem without the brand."

In the face of emergencies, the organizer’s staff immediately went up to explain.

Proven strength auction?Zhang Fan stood up from his seat and asked loudly, "Then tell me, how do you prove it?"

"I recognized him, he is Zhang Fan!"

"Zhang Fan, is that Zhang Fan?"

"It's the one that caused Gao's consortium to suffer. The negative news can't be withdrawn now. They didn't dare to come forward at this auction."

"That's right! It's Zhang Fan! I'll be at the negotiation meeting with Gao!"

There was a sudden commotion at the venue, and the media invited by the organizer immediately changed their focus, and picked up their cameras to take random pictures of Zhang Fan.

Those who sat at the auction were basically wealthy businessmen, and moreover, they were high-level workers like Tang Miaomiao with an annual salary of one million.

These people all have a common feature, that is, they are always paying attention to the business dynamics of Shanghai, and almost everyone has watched the live broadcast of Zhang Fan's anger against Gao Zhentian.

Hearing the discussion at the venue, the organizer's staff tentatively asked, "Are you Mr. Zhang Fan?"

Zhang Fan nodded affirmatively. It seems that it is much easier to prove his identity here than to the security guard of Tomson Yipin.

"Holy shit, it's really Zhang Fan, how dare he show up?"

"There's nothing to be afraid of. Last time at the Gao family's private villa, everyone was able to escape unscathed."

"This is interesting. Zhang Fan is worth tens of billions, right? Let's see what the organizers say."

"The question is why does he want to buy land? Is it because the forces behind him are going to reach out to the devil?"

Discussions continued at the venue, and the organizer's staff said under pressure: "It was an oversight on my part that I failed to invite Mr. Zhang Fan. Of course you can bid."

Zhang Fan nodded, and sat down calmly regardless of everyone's comments.

At the same time, he started his "spiritual perception" to observe Chen Mingyuan again, wondering if he would continue to increase the price.

"38 billion!"

Sure enough, the mysterious man hiding behind Chen Mingyuan was still unwilling to give up. The voice in the bluetooth headset was almost in sync with Chen Mingyuan's bid.

"40 billion!" Zhang Fan shouted without hesitation without raising his hand.

The price has doubled, no matter how precious the land in the city center is, it is not worth the price!

"Zhang Fan, I need to remind you that there is absolutely no profit margin for winning this piece of land for 40 billion. You are losing more than you gain!"

Tang Chenhao's uncle was also shocked, and said coldly at the side.

Zhang Fan didn't have time to pay attention to his strange mood, and the person behind Chen Mingyuan was silent for a long time again.

It seems that he also has psychological expectations, even if there is an element of opposition to the Tang family, it is definitely not a random price.

The price Zhang Fan shouted out was probably beyond his budget.

The discussion at the venue was so intense that the host even forgot to start the countdown, and waited until the organizer reminded him to start calling the countdown.

"Mr. Zhang Fan bid 40 billion, is there anyone else who will continue to bid?"

No one made a sound, let alone raised a sign.

"One time for 40 billion! Twice for 40 billion! Three times for 40 billion! Deal!"

The host made the final decision, but Zhang Fan's expression suddenly changed as he sat in the VIP seat.

Because he heard the last words coming from Chen Mingyuan's Bluetooth headset: "That's it, there's no need to fight with a dead man for something."

This...someone wants to kill him?
(End of this chapter)