Chapter 105: Old blood

For an instant, everyone's eyes focused on the little girl in the first row.
Song Lala looked at Yang Heng triumphantly, with a defiant look, she called out the price of 80 million. Song Lala can be said to be the person in the limelight of this auction. He has already spent four to five million yuan before. However, many people find that the things Song Lala buys are basically related to women. No one thought she would join this. There was a battle for medicinal materials, and a mouth was 80 million, which was 4 million higher than Yang Heng.
Although Liu Lang wanted to sell his medicines at high prices, he felt a little awkward to earn money from his apprentices. He asked Song Lala in a low voice, "Lala, why do you like these medicines too?"
"No!" Song Lala smiled slyly, and said: "Did you not find that I was the old guy who pitted me?"
"Huh?" At the beginning of the auction, Song Lala said to avenge Liu Lang. Unexpectedly, it was this way. Liu Lang burst into laughter. He glanced at Yang Heng not far away and asked Song Lala, "You Aren't you afraid that he won't bid?"
"According to my observations, this old guy only bid the last time. It is definitely bound to win. Of course, if he doesn't bid anymore, then I will buy it. Anyway, my dad gave me 100 million in funding. Now there are more than 90 million left?"
Song Lala looked rich and willful, and Liu Lang knelt directly.
Seeing Liu Lang and Song Lala whispering there, Yang Heng couldn't see the relationship between the two. He thought with his and knew that the little girl was raising the price on purpose, but Lin Shao called specifically to make him be sure before. He couldn't give up buying these.
But the point is that the auction money is paid by him. What's the identity of Young Lin? Letting him do things is worthy of him. No matter how much money is taken, Yang Heng cannot ask Lin Shao for money.
Suddenly it rose by several million, and Yang Heng couldn't help but feel a little painful.
"Eighty-one million!" Yang Heng gritted his teeth and made another bid. His money was invested in Changfeng shares, and there was not much money in his personal account. This time the auction was to use the company's working capital, more than eight thousand. Wan is bound to put tremendous pressure on the company's capital chain.
"85 million!" As soon as Yang Heng's voice fell, Song Lala raised the sign again.
"86 million!" Yang Heng couldn't give up, he could only increase the price again.
"Ninety million!" Song Lala is just like buying Chinese cabbage at the vegetable market. He doesn't care about the price at all. It seems that he has struck Yang Heng to the end.
"Ninety-one million!" The blood vessels on Yang Heng's head jumped up. That little girl deceived people too much. He was already generous with one million plus one million, but he actually had four million plus four million, which made him lose his temper at all. Had it not been for Lin Shao's strict order, he would have withdrawn.
"Ninety-five million!" It was still an increase of four million, and Song Lala was like a rainbow.
Yang Heng is angry. He has been in the shopping mall for decades. He was pressed by the Liu family before. This time he finally sat in the front row of the auction, leaving behind the rich people who ranked in the top 100 in Nanshan. The little girl is crushed, which is unbearable!
"One hundred million!" Yang Heng's head was hot, and he directly collected the whole thing.
The level difference between tens of millions and billions is obvious. Hearing Yang Heng quoted this price, there was a lot of discussion in the market. After all, there had never been such a sky-high price in previous auctions.
Of course, everyone doesn't think this is the final price, because Song Lala's previous momentum was too strong, and it looked like it was inevitable.
Just when everyone thought Song Lala would continue to increase the price, Song Lala sighed, "Well, before I came, my dad gave me 100 million. Just spent more than 4 million, and now only nine are left. Fifteen million, the price of one hundred million is too high, I will not follow."
Song Lala's voice was not small, and everyone in the venue could almost hear it. Yang Heng and Song Lala were in the first row, so close together, they could hear them more clearly.
Yang Heng almost squirted out a mouthful of old blood. He had long known that the little girl had 95 million left, and he had a fart of 100 million! Ninety-six million, no, ninety-five million and one piece can be won. It costs five million more at once. Even if he is worth hundreds of millions, it is a liver pain.
At this time, many people have realized that Song Lala didn't want to buy the medicinal materials at all, but deliberately raised the price, but Yang Heng still followed foolishly behind.
"The second in the millennium is the second in the millennium. This IQ cannot be a big climate."
Many business people know Yang Heng and they know that Yang Heng was once the second-in-chief of the Liu Group. Recently, he returned to Nanshan and acquired a share of Changfeng. It seems that the development is not bad. But seeing Yang Heng's performance at the auction, these people suddenly I laughed, a successful person worth hundreds of millions of dollars was played around by a little girl under the age of twenty.
Some people saw Caltex arranging Yang Heng to sit in the first row, and they planned to cooperate with Yang Heng after the auction, but now, almost everyone has given up this idea.
There is a saying that you are not afraid of opponents like gods, but teammates like pigs. If you cooperate with Yang Heng, you must not be led by Yang Heng.
"Mr. Yang bid one hundred million, one hundred million, is there a higher price?" Zhou Xianming on the stage was stunned by this round of bidding, and finally reacted at this moment. At first he thought that 76 million yuan was about to be sold, but he didn't expect Miss Song to come out and directly raise the price to 100 million. Miss Song is simply his of wealth!
Obviously, one hundred million is already a premium. Even if these medicinal materials are extremely precious, even if Li Mengdong is the platform, it is beyond everyone's expectations that they can sell at such a sky-high price.
"One hundred million once, one hundred million twice, and one hundred million three times. Congratulations to Mr. Yang Hengyang for obtaining these nine precious medicinal plants!"
Zhou Xianming was afraid that Yang Heng would regret it, so he knocked down the hammer with the thunder and thunder and announced the successful conclusion of the auction.
"Master, how am I doing?" Song Lala said to Liu Lang with a grin. This time he didn't lower his voice and let Yang Heng hear it on purpose.
"Little devil, very promising, I'm almost catching up with the master." Liu Lang nodded in satisfaction, also deliberately raising his voice.
Yang Heng was still skeptical at first, but finally confirmed that he was indeed cheated. If it weren’t for Liu Lang and this little girl who called Liu Lang his master, he would be able to take these medicinal materials for 76 million and spend more out of thin air. Twenty-four million.
Yang Heng tried his best to calm himself down, and then said to Liu Lang disdainfully: "Liu Lang, don't be proud, your Uncle Yang has money. You spend 20 to 30 million more. You don't care at all. Anyway, the money won't reach yours. Waist bag."
"Uncle Yang, you are wrong. Caltex didn't tell you, is the owner of the medicinal materials me?" Liu Lang looked at Yang Heng like an idiot, and laughed.
"Are you the owner?" Yang Heng obviously couldn't accept this fact.
At this time, Zhou Xianming had already stepped down from the stage. He happened to hear the dialogue between Yang Heng and Liu Lang, and immediately made up for it: "Mr. Yang, Liu Lang is indeed the owner of the goods. Old Li was also invited by Liu Lang."
"Puff~"
Yang Heng couldn't help it anymore, a mouthful of old blood spurted out, and he collapsed directly to the ground.