Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

That voice! ?

Pei Qiqi stayed for a while, turned his head and saw Tang Yu.

She was far away from him, but at a glance, she saw him.

He just stood there like that, and he was already outstanding.

Tang Yu is surrounded by Meng Qingcheng and Xiao Ran, all dressed as elites...

Host Meng sighed and asked in a low voice, "Did Mr. Tang come to bid or kick the hall?"

The reason for asking this is that these two things have been circulating in the upper class of City B for a long time, so he has to guard against.

"I don't know." Pei Qiqi knew that the organizer had sent an invitation to Tang Yu, but she did not expect him to come.

He has Sun Feifei, shouldn't he avoid it?

Host Meng's eyes were darkened, and he bit the bullet and continued to speak: "Mr. Tang has caught up with the last chance."

He laughed twice and motioned for the three of them to sit down in the VIP table.

Tang Yu sat down, his eyes fell on Pei Qiqi, and his deep black eyes immediately narrowed.

Is she dressed like this for people to watch?

Is this auction ground or her beauty?

He was a little bit angry, but he was very indifferent on the face. He had always been precious, so he only unbuttoned two buttons and sat down very leisurely.

Xiao Ran's voice whispered in his ears: "I just called 11 billion."

Tang Yu moved his chin, Xiao Ran cleared his voice immediately: "12 billion."

Mr. Yang, who was probably just now, was a little unwilling to do so, and soon he said, "13 billion."

Tang Yu frowned, but Xiao Ran was what he liked, and only frowned, he directly called 15 billion.

At this time, no one dared to rob Shengyuan anymore!

But the President Yang was still indomitable, "16 billion."

Tang Yu pulled his lower lip, smiled coldly, raised his finger personally, and said in an elegant voice: "18 billion."

"Twenty billion." Yang always knew that Tang Yu and Pei Qiqi had passed by, and he knew in his heart that Tang Yu was bound to win today.

He can't get the land, just be a good man!

But when this brain gets hot, the good guy has become--

But... who is Tang Yu?

How could it be at his mercy?

Just when Xiao Ran was about to raise his hand, he said lightly: "No, congratulations to Mr. Yang."

After speaking, Tang Yu got up, buttoned the buttons, and smiled mockingly.

How can these little tricks be kept from him?

He doesn't care about spending money on her, but if someone else...borrows flowers to offer Buddha, he may not be happy!

…Congratulations, Mr. Yang?

President Yang was stunned!

Mr. Yang is stunned!

Manager Yang is at a loss!

Isn't it obvious that Mr. Tang's momentum is inevitable?

I'm just icing on the cake, how come I congratulate him now?

20 billion, this is an international joke!

Sweat on Mr. Yang's forehead, wiped it and seeped, and the expression on his face was embarrassing.

Host Meng was also stunned for a moment. Is this Mr. Tang about to quit?

Didn't it come for the beauty?

How is this, this, this good?

It seems that President Yang doesn't plan to shoot, and the contract has not been signed. Isn't it a pass?

Let him cry, his commission! ! !

Pei Qiqi looked at Tang Yu, how could he not know that he was deliberately embarrassed?

She also didn't expect that Yang Zong would deliberately raise the price for her.

Naturally, she would not embarrass Mr. Yang, but Mr. Yang's face is probably going to be lost!

Tang Yu looked at her again and smiled faintly, "I forgot to congratulate... Mr. Pei."