From the corner of Fan Jianming's eyes, he saw Zhang Guodong looking here, touching Li Qianqian's knee with his knee, and whispered: "Someone is looking for you."

Li Qianqian subconsciously raised her head and happened to face Zhang Guodong's gaze. Zhang Guodong immediately lied to the face, but Li Qianqian was shocked.

Fan Jianming sighed secretly, thinking: So no woman in the world feels like she is electrocuted when she sees me?

He looked up and glanced at Chen Lingling, who was sitting in front of him, and Chen Lingling smiled at him, and he also gave him a smile.

"Mr. Zhou," Fan Jianming said to Zhou Yaping whispered: "Look at the front, it seems that it is our office director."

Zhou Yaping didn't notice it at first, but when she saw Huang Yaowu and Chen Lingling sitting in front, she felt even more pressure.

If he took a photo of the small foreign building in front of Huang Yaowu and gave it to Fan Jianming, no matter how much he explained in the future, Huang Yaowu would not forgive him as a mother.

But the problem is that if she didn't take a photo, she would not be able to explain to Fan Jianming and Li Qianqian.

"Jianming, I heard that Mike is very rich. If he is determined to win, we..."

"Mr. Zhou, my opinion is that if it is within 10 million, we can still take a photo. It is really not necessary to exceed 10 million."

Zhou Yaping looked at Li Qianqian and asked, "Qianqian, what do you mean?"

At this time, Li Qianqian was very sensitive, especially when Fan Jianming opened his mouth, he would listen with his ears, so she could hear clearly the conversation between Zhou Yaping and Fan Jianming.

What she is most worried about now is how Zhang Guodong will meet people in the future? Secondly, Fan Jianming, do you still treat her as your wife? As for whether this small western-style building in Minshan was photographed, she no longer cared about it.

"Mom, I'll listen to you."

Although she was still worried about Zhang Guodong, her mind was still clear. In this current situation, she must leave the most perfect impression on Zhou Yaping.

Fan Jianming's father had a stroke. Fan Jianming himself had not yet joined the Fan Group. After all, Zhou Yaping is an elder. As long as he grasps this straw, Li Qianqian feels that he can gain a foothold in the Fan family.

In fact, she also thought that in order to rely on the financial resources of the Fan family to become one of the famous socialites in Jiangnan, and to let all relatives and friends who had escaped from her and her father, and mothers who had married, especially Fang Yadan, who had fought for a lifetime, no longer look down on her. She also planned to completely change her attitude towards Fan Jianming and coax Fan Jianming well.

But what I didn't expect was that whenever it was critical, she could meet Zhang Guodong.

Moreover, whether you see Zhang Guodong himself or hear others talking about Zhang Guodong, Li Qianqian's emotions and body will have an instinctive reaction.

And this reaction was captured by Fan Jianming.

In this case, Li Qianqian had no choice but to hold Zhou Yaping tightly in her hand.

After losing Zhang Guodong's sentiment, she could no longer lose the Fan family's gold medal.

After hearing both of them expressed their opinions, Zhou Yaping's heart finally fell to the ground, avoiding the possibility of hurting her son in person at least once.

Chen Lingling touched Huang Yaowu at this time: "Hey, Mr. Zhou from your company is behind?"

She didn't know that Zhou Yaping was Huang Yaowu's mother.

"Know."

"Who is sitting next to her?"

"It's our Mr. Zhou's husband, that is, the son of our group's chairman."

"Is it the one who had a stroke?"

"What's wrong with you? Baby, how many chairman can our group have?"

Chen Lingling smiled and said nothing.

She only knew that Fan Jianming was very capable abroad, but she didn't expect that he was the eldest son of the Fan Group. She regretted it. How good would it be if she wasn't in Jiang Zhichao's car that day?

But after a while she figured it out that if she wasn't in the car that day, she wouldn't have the chance to meet this young master of the Fan family.

Chen Lingling took out her cell phone from her bag and sent a text message to Fan Jianming: Handsome guy, are you free at night?

Chen Lingling got Fan Jianming's mobile phone number from Jiang Zhichao, but Fan Jianming didn't know it was her mobile phone number.

Fan Jianming's mobile phone was always in his hand. He wanted to contact Mike anytime and anywhere. After seeing a strange message, he thought it was sent by Fang Yadan at first, but he saw Fang Yadan looking at the bidding host with his eyes, as if he was not looking at the phone.

——Who?

——Guess? Hehe~

Fan Jianming was too lazy to pay attention to him, he probably was a liar.

This is the host introduced the basic situation of the small western-style building in Minshan, and also used projection to play the interior and exterior structure and decoration of the entire western-style building, which attracted the sighs of the audience.

It is full of European-style home decoration and furniture, which is absolutely refreshing for Jiangcheng, a fourth-tier city.

In particular, the host introduced that the doors, windows, curtains, and even all switches in the small western-style building are intelligently controlled, which is unprecedented and unseen.

"The starting price is 8 million, and the price is 100,000 yuan per card is raised. Now the starting price is 8 million!"

The audience suddenly became silent.

Everyone wants to see who raised the sign first?

"Eight million, are there any price increase?"

“Eight million.”

The host was a little confused.

Before listing, banks have conducted surveys, and many local tyrants said that the price of small foreign buildings in Minshan is around tens of millions, which is acceptable.

But when the host quoted the starting price, no one responded.

Damn, it won't fail to shoot?

"Eight million once!" said the host: "A small foreign building of such a taste, eight million is a bargain price, which is similar to free gifts. Are the successful people in our Jiangcheng's career unmoved?"

There was still no one in the audience.

"Eight million twice!"

The host's voice was bright and short, obviously threatening everyone, but he had no idea.

The bank president and other leaders who were sitting in the audience began to feel panic.

They estimated that the final transaction price of the small western-style building in Minshan should be around 12 million. Who knew that no one even raised the starting price. If the sale failed, the house would be even more difficult to sell in the future, and the bank's funds would not be able to be recovered in time.

The host is a bit incredible.

The imaginary hot scenes did not appear, but the rich people sitting in the audience were all expressionless, but they were like a clown who was entertaining themselves, and were played by everyone on the stage.

"eight……"

If the deal is 8.10 million yuan, even if the son is angry, Zhou Yaping will still take a photo.

After all, the auction has a great impact, and reporters from major media in Jiangcheng have been present, not to mention that there are many self-media, and those present have their own WeChat groups.

Anyone who took photos of this small western-style building would probably spread to every corner of Jiangcheng at the first time.

Just as she was about to raise the sign, Fang Yadan suddenly raised the sign in her hand.

"Eight...one hundred million." The host shouted excitedly as if he had been amnesty: "This beauty has added 100,000 yuan, is there any additional one? Eight one hundred million yuan, is there any additional one?"
Chapter completed!