Chapter 172: Who is the flower
Pei Mingshan cared more about Xu Zimian than bidding.
He asked softly, "Little Cotton, what's the matter?"
After Xu Zimian read the detailed introduction of the plot, the more he looked at the terrain of the plot, the more uncomfortable he felt.
When they learned that this land was put up for auction, the people from Uncle Pei's company must have done a rigorous calculation and could not go wrong.
The discomfort in her heart may be due to superstition.
If you can live again, what if this superstition is fulfilled?
After hesitating for a while, Xu Zimian decided to tell Uncle Pei about his concerns.
"Uncle Pei, look at the shape of this land."
Pei Mingshan looked down.
Xu Zimian used the editing function to outline the terrain after reclamation, "Does it look like a skull?"
Hold the phone a little further away, the more you look at it.
Those two towering mountains, like the hollow eye sockets of skeletons, stared straight ahead, trying to drag people into the eighteen layers of hell, making people panic.
Xu Zimian tugged at her fingers, "Looking at this piece of land, my heart is always gloomy."
He waved his hand, "The people from Uncle Pei's company must have gone through a detailed investigation when calculating the price. Maybe I'm thinking too much..."
Aunt Pei came over and took a look at the phone, frowning gradually.
Listening to Xiao Mianhua's description, she is now looking at this piece of land and feels stuffy and uncomfortable.
Even though they do not fully believe in Feng Shui metaphysics, they still shy away from business.
"Old Pei, the more you look at this land, the more mysterious it is. You didn't say a few days ago that the psychological price is 60 billion. Since it exceeds this price, why not forget it?"
The land is too large and needs to be reclaimed. It is not possible to build a city overnight.
His son is full of pursuit of the pinnacle of his acting skills. It is better to count on him to inherit the Yunhuan Group than to place his hope on their grandson.
Pei Mingshan pursed his lips and looked at the terrain seriously.
It's been a long time since they heard Pei Mingshan's follow-up price, and everyone turned to look at Pei Mingshan curiously.
Mr. Xiong was even more nervous, and swept over Pei Mingshan suspiciously.
He never took his eyes off Pei Mingshan. It was clear that Pei Mingshan wanted to follow the price, but for some reason, the card that was slowly raised was suddenly put back, and he patiently talked to the little girl beside him.
Has it exceeded Pei Mingshan's psychological price?
It shouldn't be!
With the assets of Yunhuan Group, at least 100 billion can be used.
The auctioneer's attention fell on Pei Mingshan, and he raised his voice to remind: "The Xiong Group's bid is valid, 64.5 billion once!"
Some people couldn't help but start chatting.
"Why didn't President Pei make an offer?"
"I don't know! Looking at the momentum of Mr. Pei's bid in front of him, he clearly has a lot of ideas about this land. Why didn't he follow the price suddenly?"
"Looking at President Pei's demeanor, do you want to give up the fight for land?"
"No way! After filling the sea, it's a 670-square-kilometer land plot! If it weren't for the company's capital turnover, let alone 64.5 billion, I could rush to 70 billion!"
"Indeed, 670 square kilometers! Equivalent to the area of a county."
Mr. Xiong's eyes were fixed on Pei Mingshan. Pei Mingshan bid him panic. After all, 64.5 billion was his limit.
He panicked even more if he didn't bid, lest Pei Mingshan was secretly planning something.
Licking his dry lips, Mr. Xiong anxiously waited for the auctioneer's countdown.
The auctioneer shouted: "The Xiong Group's bid is valid, 64.5 billion twice!"
Pei Mingshan sat calmly in his seat.
The money he made in this life is enough for future generations to squander for ten generations.
Since both the wife and Xiao Mian feel the terrain is uncomfortable, let's give up.
"The Xiong Group's bid is valid, 64.5 billion three times!!"
The auctioneer made the final decision, "Congratulations to President Xiong of Xiong Group for successfully auctioning this land at a price of 64.5 billion!!!"
Xiong Xiaowan clapped her hands happily and gave Xu Zimian a disdainful look.
Pei Mingshan was blown so badly, it wasn't that he lost to her father.
Her dad is the real winner tonight! !
Thinking that Wancheng would be built on this land in the future, Xiong Xiaowan narrowed her eyes happily, imagining that she would be the only little princess in Wancheng.
She has to urge her father to build Wancheng as soon as possible!
The people around stood up and congratulated Mr. Xiong for taking the plot.
Mr. Fu from Mingguang Group patted Mr. Xiong on the shoulder with satisfaction, and said with admiration, "You young people are still brave! When your business empire is built, I will definitely go to see it."
Mr. Xiong said humbly: "I want to thank Mr. Fu for his support ten years ago. Without your help back then, I would not be able to win this land today!"
Mr. Zhao from Rongjian Group came over and said congratulations: "It's really terrifying! I don't know how President Xiong is going to build this land?"
Mr. Xiong said with a smile: "The splendor is next door, and I would like to invite everyone to show their faces and have a meal together? I am not as experienced in the industry as you, and there are many things I want to ask your seniors about this land."
Mr. Fu of Mingguang Group's eyes lit up, and he responded readily: "I just want to discuss a deal with Mr. Xiong."
Mr. Zhao of Rongjian Group agreed: "In terms of reclamation, I can pass on my experience to you."
Seeing so many industry bigwigs giving himself face, Mr. Xiong was full of pride.
No one will not like the stars holding the moon, not to mention that he is the only moon tonight.
While enjoying the popularity, Mr. Xiong scolded the old foxes who wanted to get a share in his heart.
Noticing Pei Mingshan who was approaching, Mr. Xiong raised his eyebrows and invited him, "I wonder if President Pei can admire his face and go to a resplendent gathering?"
Pei Mingshan stopped and declined: "I'm sorry, I want to send the children home, so I won't attend everyone's party."
Mr. Xiong frowned displeasedly. He didn't expect that Pei Mingshan would refuse his invitation without showing any respect in front of the fellow bigwigs!
Mr. Fu helped and said: "Go to sit for half an hour, it will not affect the children's sleep."
Mr. Zhao, who often deals with Pei Mingshan, wondered: "Mr. Pei, I saw the speed of your bid and thought you were bound to win the land, why did you suddenly give up?"
Pei Mingshan moved out the rhetoric in the rest area again, and said calmly, "The plot is too big to build a playground for my wife."
He turned his head and said to Mr. Xiong: "Mr. Xiong's land near the sea is suitable for building a playground. If Mr. Xiong is interested in selling, please feel free to contact me at any time. The price is easy to say."
Mr. Xiong smiled reluctantly: "Definitely, definitely!"
He wanted to quickly find a buyer for the Linhai plot, but he would never sell it to Pei Mingshan!
Pei Mingshan nodded to his colleagues, "I'm really sorry, I'll take my leave tonight."
As he said that, he took Xiao Mianhua's hand, and the other hand took his wife, and walked away slowly.
Mr. Xiong wanted to say two more words, but was called by the staff of the land exchange.