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Sanya nodded: "Clients are hard to win. I heard that Zhang Yanghong is also a strong competitor."

Bei Qiu slammed the information on the table and said angrily: "Difficult? It's not difficult. What do you want? I want you to find a way, and I want you to give me a good way to win this project! Now Zhang Shijie Jie Gaosheng, if I can't win this project, Xiang will fall into the quagmire!"

Sanya frowned, nodded and said, "I will try my best. I heard that the general manager of the project will hold a charity dinner at the end of this month..."

"Is there any inside news?" Bei Qiu sat down and asked.

"I heard that everyone was unanimously unable to win this project, because the general manager wanted to play tricks at this charity dinner, and take pictures of the last collection at the bottom of the box to get this project." Sanya Some have no confidence to say.

Bei Qiu tapped her fingers on the table and asked, "Who said that?"

"Huo Yunxi..."

It was Huo Yunxi again, Bei Qiu looked at Sanya with some doubts, and finally nodded: "I see, there are still a few days, you should prepare well, and I will investigate this matter clearly."

"OK."

The day of the charity dinner.

Bei Qiu and Sonya attend together.

Entering the venue, it was a very normal dinner first. Everyone wore various dresses and suits, held goblets and greeted each other with smiles.

Waiters carry plates and shuttle through the crowd.

The first thing Bei Qiu saw was Zhang Yanghong.

"Long time no see, President Zhang." Bei Qiu stepped forward to greet him.

Sangya and Zhang Yanghong, two rivals in love, thought they would be extremely jealous when they met, but the two of them acted as if nothing had happened, they didn't even look at each other.

Zhang Yanghong didn't bother to talk to Bei Qiu at all, so he changed direction and ignored Bei Qiu's words.

"Are you looking down on your competitors?" Bei Qiu stood in front of Zhang Yanghong again, offered the champagne to Zhang Yanghong, and smiled slightly.

Zhang Yanghong raised his eyebrows. He was no longer the same as he was a few months ago. The red wine glass lightly touched Bei Qiu's wine glass and said, "Competitor? Sorry, Miss Xiang, I never regarded you as a competitor."

Bei Qiu took a sip of champagne and said, "Then, today, you will regard me as a competitor."

Zhang Yanghong disapproved and turned his head away.

Seeing his appearance, Sanya frowned, but didn't make a sound.

Soon, the organizer came out and invited everyone into a room, the auction room.

After everyone is seated.

One by one, the auction items appeared in front of everyone. The valuable ones were sold at sky-high prices, and the worthless ones were taken back.

Everyone is weighing the value of the lot, while Bei Qiu is waiting for the last lot. Obviously, Zhang Yanghong also got the news and has no interest in the previous lot.

The last lot was pushed up by the general manager himself.

A painting.

A painting that doesn’t look very good, it’s a simple rabbit eating carrots, and the color of the painting is very weird, there’s no saturation at all, even a newcomer can’t draw like this appearance.

When the picture is pushed up.

The people below began to discuss, guessing the value of the painting, and some people lost interest directly and dropped the sign.

The person in charge pointed to this painting and recommended: "This painting is drawn by the chairman's daughter. I, an old uncle, don't quite understand the meaning of it, haha."

Everyone also roared with laughter.

The person in charge continued: "This painting has a base price of five million and a starting price of one hundred thousand."

all of a sudden.

The laughter of the crowd stopped, five million, to buy a picture drawn by a child? Isn't this bullshit? Whose family's money is burned out?

Bei Qiu tried a color, and Sanya directly raised the sign.

"Five million!" The person in charge nodded and smiled at Bei Qiu.

Zhang Yanghong immediately raised the sign and turned it back and forth.

The person in charge immediately said: "Five million and two hundred thousand! Is there any more?"

Bei Qiu winked again.

Sanya raised her hand again.

"Five million and three hundred thousand!"

A few rounds down.

The brand had already fallen into Bei Qiu's hands, and the price was snapped up by two people, reaching thirteen million.

For a painting, five million yuan does not meet market regulations from the very beginning. Bei Qiu and Zhang Yanghong desperately increased the price as if they were on the fence.

Some families have also noticed the clues. This lot seems to be the least valuable, but it has been contested by two families.

For a while, the price went straight up.

Zhang Yanghong had already gritted his teeth and held up the sign.

"Twenty-five million, is there any more?" The chief executive asked excitedly.

People from several families booed each other and shook their heads. They didn't understand the mystery, so they couldn't act rashly.

"Thirty million!" Bei Qiu directly called out his offer.

Sanya couldn't close her mouth in shock, and it was too late to stop Bei Qiu.

Zhang Yanghong looked in Bei Qiu's direction in disbelief, 30 million yuan, and after calculating all the benefits of the whole project, more than 20 million yuan is considered dead.

Now Bei Qiu is quoting 30 million, not looking at the income at all, as long as the project.

Obviously, the person in charge was also stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted: "30 million, is there any more?"

this time.

The whole venue was completely silent.

"Thirty million times!" The chief executive raised his hammer.

"Thirty million twice!"

"Thirty million times! Deal!" The hammer fell and nailed.

The corners of Bei Qiu's mouth curled up slightly, and she looked at Zhang Yanghong provocatively.

Zhang Yanghong's face was gloomy. After the chief person in charge announced the auction results, Bei Qiu handed over everything to Sangya, ordered some things by the way, and immediately followed in Zhang Yanghong's footsteps.

"President Zhang, where are you going?" Bei Qiu trotted up to Zhang Yanghong, "Why didn't President Zhang bid anything? Are you very dissatisfied with this auction?"

"Xiang Beiqiu, 30 million, is it already more than the value?" Zhang Yanghong's face was extremely bad, and he asked without hesitation. He knew the total value of the project, and Xiang Beiqiu was completely burning his own company. .

Bei Qiu said with a smile: "Whether it's worth it or not depends on the individual. I think it's very worthwhile to take a photo of a very meaningful item for 30 million yuan, and then to see President Zhang's distraught appearance."

Bei Qiu's words made Zhang Yanghong's face sink instantly, and he turned around and left.

"Why, can't afford to lose?" Bei Qiu continued to challenge.

Zhang Yanghong's temple veins twitched, but he still ignored Bei Qiu, treating Bei Qiu as air.

"Don't play if you can't afford to lose. President Zhang can't even afford to lose 30 million. The Zhang family, I'm afraid it won't work, right? When Uncle Zhang sees you so worthless, will he jump out of the grave and ruthlessly Beat you up?" Bei Qiu continued to provoke.