MTL - Quick Transmigration Counterattack: Mysterious Boss, Don’t Tease-Chapter 58 Hello, school grass adult
Bei Yuyu bid, "200 million."
Ouyang Qing’s heart slammed and couldn’t help but look northward.
Damn, the price is his highest budget.
The Shangguan’s heard the price of the northern rain, and a smile on his lips.
The auctioneer looked around the audience. "Is there still a higher bid for the third guest?"
There was a brief silence on the field, and no one was bidding for a while.
When Ouyang Qing hesitated, the Shangguan family played cards.
"200 million."
Bei Yuyu did not hesitate to bid, "220 million."
Everyone can see that the North is bound to win this piece. The Shangguan family is naturally the most happy opinion, and the Shangguan family follows the bid.
"230 million."
Ouyang Qing listened to the two quotations, and the heart tightened a little.
[Host, you go on like this, be careful to steal the chicken and not eclipse the rice. 】
North Yu Yu did not pay attention to the system.
Ouyang Qing measured again and again, and finally raised the brand, "240 million."
Shangguan’s family saw that there was no placard in Beiyu, did she give up?
They were somewhat inaccurate, but he was hesitant for a while, "250 million."
According to the relationship between Shangguanjia and Beijia, Shangguan’s family took the shot, and the North House will definitely pursue the price.
"260 million."
In the eyes of the Shangguan family, Bei Yuyu raised his brand, but her hand just lifted up and slowly fell.
The people in Shangguan’s family sighed and the North House retired.
Damn, the land is wasteland, and there is no use for it. It can be a park.
Ouyang Qing saw the northern rain retreat and saw hope, but he was a bit uncertain about Shangguan. He couldn’t help but look at the upstairs, and he saw that the man was frowning.
At first glance, it is a state of tension, and it is obviously very concerned about the attribution of the land.
The auctioneer on the field has already begun to make the final bid, "260 million once."
"Two hundred and sixty million times."
Seeing that the piece will fall to the Shangguan family, Ouyang Qing's whole heart is carrying, the people of Shangguanjia are also anxious to die, and the palms are sweating.
They wanted to hang out of the North, but they didn't expect to hang into them, but they pitted themselves.
It is not said in the news that Bei Zhihong is sure to get this piece of land. However, Bei Yuyu actually gave up, is it that she made her own claim?
The Shangguan family can hate the death of Beiyu!
Seeing that the auctioneer dropped the hammer, Ouyang Qing raised the sign in his hand, "270 million."
The people of Shangguan’s family heard this voice as if they heard the sound of the sound of heaven and they were relieved.
Ouyang Qing was nervously observing the people of Shangguanjia and Beijia. Seeing that there was no work in the north rain, and the people who saw the Shangguan did not move, and they were happy.
As the auctioneer shouted for the third time, watching the hammer fall, Ouyang Qing was always negative, and his face raised a confident smile.
“Congratulations to the No. 7 guest for the third place.”
On the court, applause sounded, Ouyang Qing stood up and smiled politely and politely to everyone.
"congratulations."
Everyone came forward to congratulate.
The Shangguan family stepped forward and congratulated him from the bottom of his heart. "Congratulations. It is a hero who is a teenager. Ouyang has you, and you will be able to take it to the next level."
"Shangguan, you have won the prize." Ouyang Qing said modestly, but the eyebrows are a face of confidence.
Bei Yuqi got up and walked toward the entrance of the auction. When passing by Ouyang Qing, he was called by Ouyang Qing.
