Soon to the day of bidding, Leng Shaoheng, led by yuan Qingkai, came to the bidding hall.

As he expected, there were a lot of companies coming to bid. The people in charge of suits and shoes were sitting on the seats in the hall in twos and threes, and they were very careful about the next bidding.

As soon as Leng Shaoheng and Fu Qingfu appeared, they attracted everyone's attention.

Because this time the object of cooperation is the richest man in w City, and what they are doing is the highly profitable antique industry, so no matter how big or small the company, as long as they get the news, they all want to come and have a share. They would rather take out all the working capital than give up such a precious opportunity.

But If the competitors are fierce players at the level of Dingsheng, not to mention taking out all the working capital, even if they buy stocks, they may not be able to seize such a rare opportunity from them.

In addition, Leng Shaoheng came here in person. It can be seen that the bidding is inevitable Where do they come from to compete with such a big man?

What's more, there are more than one big family here.

All the leaders of the small companies turned their eyes to the back row.

Noticing the shift of their sight, Leng Shaoheng looked up as if he had a feeling.

I saw sitting full hall, the back of the place strangely vacant a large area of space, and in the middle just sat a man in dark Tang suit.

The wind of the river is blowing.

Even after such a long distance, Leng Shaoheng recognized him at a glance. It is reasonable to think that in H City, the company related to antiques, Zhanfeng is the leader, not to mention the Qing lady who cooperated with yuan Qingkai this time. No matter from which aspect, Jiang Fengming can't be absent.

It seems that he noticed his gaze, and Jiang Fengming closed the information in his hand.

The price of bidding has always been the most important secret in the hearts of companies participating in the bidding. Although other small companies on the scene will whisper to discuss whether there are any omissions in their proposed contracts, they will be very careful to protect the documents in their hands for fear that the opponents will know their cards.

At this time, Jiang Fengming finally raised his eyes. His indifferent eyes suddenly met Leng Shaoheng's cold eyes in mid air. People who witnessed all this seemed to see the sparks in the air. They were silent for a moment. Even the breathing sound seemed to be clearly audible in the slightly noisy hall.

"Mr. Leng." Jiang Fengming put the documents in his hand aside, stood up and leaned slightly, doing enough courtesy.

Leng Shaoheng sneered, but he was not ready to return.

In his opinion, the two of them are already married. Unless one side bows down and admits defeat, there is almost no room for reconciliation. Leng Shaoheng's style of acting has always been arbitrary. If he doesn't like it, he doesn't like it. He never wastes his time in dealing with others.

He took a step and sat down beside Jiang Fengming.

But unexpectedly, Leng Shaoheng and Jiang Fengming, who are very close to each other, didn't fight directly, and they didn't sneer at each other. The first sentence Leng Shaoheng said was: "I'm sorry about that thing before."

Jiang Fengming seems to be surprised. He turns to the man sitting next to him and asks, "what's the matter?"

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