Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

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The price increase of everyone began to decrease significantly, and around 200 million is already a psychological price.

The man beside Chu Qianqian raised his hand hesitantly: "...210 One."

Thinking about the highest price that Qin Yiren said, Chu Qianqian stood still calmly to see if anyone else offered a higher price.

Yan Jianguo listened to these people's quotations with a blank face.

When the price of 210-one appeared, the scene was quiet again for a moment, and he asked as a seller: "Is there a higher price?"

The other buyers began to observe each other, and Chu Qianqian also looked at others openly.

If no one really offered a higher price, she would add around [-] yuan and take down the cemetery for now.

"Two hundred and two." In the crowd, the unattractive-looking man with a briefcase raised his hand, leaning his head on his phone, "Manager, are you sure it's really that number?...Okay, I understand."

Chu Qianqian looked at him expectantly for a moment, then looked away as if nothing had happened.

Compared with the others, the man with the briefcase is very honest, he looks like a businessman reselling graveyards, probably not sent by Yan Shuirou.

"Miss, this price is really too high." The man beside Chu Qianqian smiled wryly and invited him along the way: "I heard that there is a newly opened cemetery in the southern suburbs, and the Feng Shui is also good. Why don't we go there and have a look?"

Well, neither is this guy!

Secretly ruling out the other party's suspicion, Chu Qianqian didn't want to talk to him anymore, and said calmly, "I want to stay."

The man looked at her in astonishment, and decided that she was a famous lady with an extraordinary background, so he dawdled and did not leave for the time being.

While they were talking, someone offered the price again: "220 five."

The briefcase man frowned, and hurriedly called again, apparently wanting to ask his boss again.

Chu Qianqian looked at the new bidder, who was wearing a peaked cap and casual clothes, as if he was just passing by here in the morning.

But that sportswear looks gray and inconspicuous, the brand is Fila's new style, maybe it's a wealthy idler?
At this moment, the briefcase man raised his hand again: "Two hundred and three."

The peaked cap said in a hoarse voice: "230 five."

The briefcase was covered with sweat, and he continued to call for instructions, "...two hundred and four!"

"240 five."

This is the highest price so far.

The briefcase put down the phone, and followed the three of them to leave without saying a word.

In a blink of an eye, only Chu Qianqian, the man who clung to her, and the mysterious peaked cap were left on the scene.

Guessing that the peaked cap was probably sent by Yan Shuirou, Chu Qianqian raised his hand and directly offered an overwhelming price: "Two hundred and six."

It is no longer a price increase of [-], but a sudden overwhelming price.

This method has always been common in auctions.

The brim of the peaked cap turned towards her, the shadow covered his side face, he thought for a moment and said, "260 five."

Such a price seemed to be close to Yan Jianguo's expectation.

His expressionless face finally showed some eagerness, and he stared at Chu Qianqian with piercing eyes: "Miss, do you want to give up?"

"No."

Chu Qianqian stared at the peaked cap, and continued crisply, "Two hundred and eight."

Yan Jianguo was taken aback, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face, he didn't care at all that he was auctioning off his dead wife's cemetery.

Clearing his throat, he looked at the peaked cap expectantly, rubbed his hands and smiled: "Sir, this cemetery is the most sought-after, and this kind of opportunity may only come once in the next ten years, no, in 50 years, you'd better think about it carefully." .”

Seeing that the peaked cap was silent, Chu Qianqian frowned at Yan Jianguo.

Although the check said that Xia Ye would be reimbursed, she really didn't want to give him a penny, not a penny!

And the peaked cap thought for a long time this time, but didn't leave or speak.

Chu Qianqian asked displeasedly: "If he wants to think about tomorrow, will I have to accompany him until tomorrow? According to the rules of the auction, the time for thinking should be limited, right?"

Yan Jianguo smiled: "That's right, then give him ten more, no, five minutes!"

Chu Qianqian rolled her eyes, folded her arms and said nothing.

Seeing the passing of minutes and seconds, the peaked cap finally spoke: "280 five, this is my bottom line."

Now that he quoted the psychological price, Chu Qianqian felt relieved: "280, the graveyard belongs to me."

After speaking, she directly took out the check and wrote a long series of zeros on it.

Passing the check to Yan Jianguo, Chu Qianqian asked angrily, "I may use this cemetery recently, when will you take the ashes away?"

Yan Jianguo took out the transfer document that he had prepared long ago, with his name written crookedly on it, which was regarded as paying the money and delivering the goods.

Holding the check and looking at it for a while, he carefully put it away, and said casually: "I may not have time recently, if you need it urgently, put the ashes in the depository, and I will pick them up when I have time."

Chu Qianqian looked at him in astonishment, her hand hanging by her side tightened, she really wanted to slap him on the face.

Fortunately, this kind of scum had nothing to do with her. She took the document and looked at it for a while, then turned and left after confirming that it was correct.

Seeing her pay the check so easily, the malicious man followed naturally: "Miss, my family is Jinhui Finance, can I meet you..."

"No."

Chu Qianqian interrupted his nonsense, and added a big white eye, and from the corner of the eye, he saw the peaked cap approaching her.

Frowning sensitively, she quietly slowed down and let the peaked cap catch up to her.

At this moment, the self-defeating man has gone away.

Chu Qianqian lowered her head, kept a sad expression on her face, and listened to the peaked cap come to talk to her: "Miss, do you know that the cemetery where the dead are buried is very unlucky?"

"There is no such claim in Italy, I don't believe it."

Unceremoniously expressing that she was just a passer-by, Chu Qianqian continued to say with a dejected look: "Grandma's condition is very bad recently, the hospital has issued a critical illness notice, and this is the only thing I can do for her."

If the man just walked a little slower, he would find that this excuse seemed familiar.

And Chu Qianqian's grandmother had already traveled westward on a crane, and she hadn't met a few times before she was alive, so she didn't have any psychological burden at all to use it.

The peaked cap was silent for a moment.

She seemed to be guessing whether what Chu Qianqian said was true or not, but she was finally convinced by her unique attitude.

After following Chu Qianqian for more than ten meters, he spoke again: "Miss, this is China, and some superstitions naturally have their reasons."

"……real?"

Chu Qianqian stopped slowly, and looked at him suspiciously: "If this is really the case, why did you buy this cemetery? Are you trying to trick me into selling it to you cheaply?"

The peaked cap was amused by her vigilance, coughed and said, "It's up to me how I use it, and I won't take advantage of you. As long as you sell it to me, I'll give you 300 million yuan, a one-buy price."

Can you earn a price difference of 14 within an hour?

Chu Qianqian stared at him suspiciously, and asked as a matter of course: "Since you are willing to pay 300 million, why didn't you raise the price just now?"

"After I increase the price, you increase the price, isn't it endless?"

Speaking of which, the peaked cap saw that Chu Qianqian was still vigilant, and continued to say after deliberation: "Well, I know you may not believe me, why don't we exchange phone numbers? You can go back and think about it."

Chu Qianqian hesitated for a moment, then nodded hesitantly: "I can call you anytime?"

"No." The peaked cap slightly raised his head and looked at her calmly: "If you can't make a decision before twelve noon today, I can only choose another suitable cemetery."

Beneath the shadow of the brim of the hat, the man had a rather ordinary face.

Chu Qianqian took out her mobile phone to save the number, and said in a natural tone: "Two hours...you are quite good at doing business."

The peaked cap smiled modestly: "Miss, even if you have a lot of money, if you can earn 14 in an hour, it's still worth considering."

Chu Qianqian glanced at him, turned around holding the documents, and slowly returned to the car.

Inside the car, Qin Yiren and Yan Xiaye had already received information from the private detective that the auction process was going smoothly.

After closing the car door, Chu Qianqian handed the document to Yan Xiaye.

Her expression changed from her sad expression just now, and she said happily: "I think that peaked cap was sent by Yan Shuirou. He wanted to buy the cemetery from me and let me make a difference of 14 yuan!"

"Amazing!" Qin Yiren was overjoyed, and looked sideways at his friend, "Xia Ye, should I sell it to him? If Yan Shuirou really sent him, the cemetery will not change."

"There is such a possibility."

Flipping through the documents in his hand, Yan Xiaye said thoughtfully, "But if that person is a merchant who resells the cemetery, it's normal for him to be silent for a while until he finds a suitable buyer."

"He wants me to answer him before twelve o'clock..." Chu Qianqian started the car and slowly left the entrance of the cemetery: "Then I won't call him and see what happens next."

Yan Xiaye thought for a while, "How did you tell him?"

Chu Qianqian raised the corners of her lips, and said with a sly look: "I said that my grandma is seriously ill in the hospital and will need to use the cemetery soon. He seems to believe it, and he wants to lie to me that it is unlucky. I really want to buy the cemetery." Got it!"

"Then don't call him for now." Yan Xiaye's eyes lit up, "If our guess is correct, Yan Shuirou will call us after twelve o'clock."

Chu Qianqian looked at the rearview mirror, "That peaked cap might follow us, and now I can't go back to my cousin's house. Wouldn't it be better to go around the hospital?"

"I know that there is a hospital with delicious food, so I should choose it."

The three hit it off and spent the next two hours in the drink shop in the hospital.

Twelve thirty.

An unfamiliar number flashed into Chu Qianqian's phone.