Next.

The amount of price increases for the crowd began to drop significantly, and about two million was already the psychological price.

The man next to Chu Qianqian hesitated and raised his hand: "...two hundred and eleven."

Thinking of the highest price Qin Yiren said, Chu Qianqian stood calmly and saw if anyone else had quoted a higher price.

Yan Jianguo listened to these people's quotes expressionlessly.

When the price of 211 appeared and the scene was quiet for a moment, he asked as the seller: "Is there a higher price?"

The other buyers began to observe each other, and Chu Qianqian also looked at others openly.

If no one really pays a higher price, she will add about 50,000 yuan and take down the cemetery for the time being.

"Two hundred and two." In the crowd, the man with a short-lived briefcase raised his hand and turned his head to press his phone. "Manager, are you sure it's really this number?... OK, I understand."

Chu Qianqian looked at him with beautiful eyes for a moment, and withdrew her gaze as if nothing had happened.

Compared with others, the briefcase man is very honest and looks like a businessman who resells the cemetery. It is probably not sent by Yan Shuirou.

"Miss, this price is too high." The man next to Chu Qianqian smiled bitterly and invited: "I heard that there is a newly opened cemetery in the southern suburbs recently, and the feng shui is also good. Why don't we go there and take a look?"

Well, this person is not!

Secretly eliminating the other party's suspicion, Chu Qianqian didn't want to pay attention to him anymore and said indifferently: "I want to stay."

The man looked at her in shock and decided that she was a famous lady of an extraordinary background, and he was slow to leave for the time being.

Just as they were free to speak, someone gave the price: "Two hundred and twenty-five."

The briefcase man frowned and quickly called again, looking like he wanted to ask his boss for instructions again.

Chu Qianqian looked at the newly-promoted person. The other party was wearing a baseball cap and casual clothes, as if he was just running here in the morning.

But that sportswear looks gray and inconspicuous. The brand is Fila's new style. Maybe she is a wealthy idle person?

At this moment, the briefcase man raised his hand again: "Two Hundred and Three."

The cap said hoarsely, "Two Hundred and Thirty-Five."

The briefcase was covered in sweat and continued to call for instructions, "...two hundred and four!"

“Two hundred and forty-five.”

As of now, this is the highest price point.

Put down the briefcase and follow the three of them without saying a word.

In a blink of an eye, only Chu Qianqian was left at the scene, the man who pestered her and the mysterious baseball cap.

It was speculated that the baseball cap was probably sent by Yan Shuirou, so Chu Qianqian raised her hand and gave her an overwhelming price: "Two hundred and six."

It is no longer a hike of 50,000 or 50,000 yuan, but a sudden overwhelming price.

Such methods have always been common in auctions.

The brim of the baseball cap turned towards her, and the shadow covered his side face. He thought for a moment and said, "Two hundred and sixty-five."

Such a price seems to be close to Yan Jianguo's expectations.

His expressionless face finally showed a little enthusiasm, and he stared at Chu Qianqian with bright eyes: "Miss, are you going to give up?"

"don't want."

Chu Qianqian glared at the baseball cap and continued crisply: "Two Hundred and Eight."

Yan Jianguo was shocked and a smile suddenly appeared on his face, not caring about the cemetery where he was auctioning his dead wife.

Clearing his throat, he looked at the cap with a slut, rubbed his hands and smiled: "Sir, this cemetery is the most popular. This opportunity will be the next ten years, no, it may only be once in fifty years, you'd better think about it.

clear."

Seeing that the captain pondered silently, Chu Qianqian frowned and looked at Yan Jianguo.

Although the check was reimbursed by Xia Ye, she really didn't want to give him a penny, and she didn't want to give him a penny!

The baseball cap has been thinking for a long time this time, but has not left or spoken.

Chu Qianqian asked unhappily: "If he wants to think about tomorrow, I will still accompany him until tomorrow will not happen? According to the auction rules, the time to consider should be limited, right?"

Yan Jianguo lost a smile: "That's right, then give him another ten, no, five minutes!"

Chu Qianqian rolled her eyes, hugged her arms and refused to speak.

Seeing the time disappearing minute by minute, the cap finally spoke: "Two-eighty-five, this is my bottom line."

Since he reported the psychological price, Chu Qianqian was happy: "Two-eighty-six, the cemetery belongs to me."

After saying that, she took out the check and wrote a long list of zeros on it.

After giving this check to Yan Jianguo disliked, Chu Qianqian asked angrily: "I may use this cemetery recently. When will you take away the ashes inside?"

Yan Jianguo took out the transfer documents that had been prepared long ago, and his name was written on it, which was considered as one handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing in handing

After reading the check for a moment, he carefully put it away and said carelessly: "I may not have time recently. If you have urgent needs, put the ashes in the storage area and I will come and pick it up again if I have time."

Chu Qianqian looked at him in surprise, her hands hanging beside her tightly tightly, and she really wanted to slap him on the face.

Fortunately, this scumbag had nothing to do with her. She took the document and read it for a while, then turned around and left after confirming it.

Watching her pay the check so easily, the man with ill intentions naturally followed: "Miss, my family is Jinhui Finance. Can you know you..."

"cannot."

Chu Qianqian interrupted his nonsense and gave him a big roll of eyes. The light at the end of her eyes saw the baseball cap approaching her.

She frowned sensitively, and she quietly slowed down and let the cap catch her up.

At this moment, the self-inflicted man has gone far away.

Chu Qianqian lowered her little head, kept her sad expression on her face, and listened to the cap coming to talk to her: "Miss, do you know that it is very unlucky to have buried the cemetery where the dead were buried?"

"I don't believe this in Italy."

Without a trace, he said that he was just a passerby. Chu Qianqian continued with a desolate expression: "Grandma's condition has been very bad recently. The hospital has issued a notice of critical illness. This is the only thing I can do for her."

If the man just walked slowly, he would find that this excuse seemed familiar.

Chu Qianqian's grandmother had already traveled to the west and had never met her several times before her death. She had no psychological burden at all when she used it.

The baseball cap is quiet for a moment.

It seemed to be speculating whether what Chu Qianqian said was true or not, but in the end she was impressed by her unique attitude.

Following Chu Qianqian for more than ten meters, he spoke again: "Miss, this is the country, and some superstitions naturally have their own reasons."

"……real?"

Chu Qianqian stopped slowly and looked at him skeptical: "If this is true, why are you buying this cemetery? Do you want to cheat me and sell it to you?"

The baseball cap was amused by her vigilance, and coughed and said, "It's my business that I use, and I won't take advantage of you. As long as you sell me the listen, I will give you three million at a price."

Can you make a difference of 140,000 in one hour?

Chu Qianqian stared at him suspiciously and asked for granted: "Since you are willing to pay three million, why didn't you increase the price just now?"

"Will you increase the price after I increase the price again? Wouldn't it be endless?"

Speaking of this, when the baseball cap saw that Chu Qianqian was still vigilant, he continued to say, "This way, I know you may not believe me, why don't we exchange phone numbers? You can go back and think about it."

Chu Qianqian hesitated for a moment and nodded hesitantly: "When can I call you?"

"No." The cap raised his head slightly and looked at her with a faint expression: "Before twelve o'clock today, if you can't make a decision, I can only choose another suitable cemetery."

Under the shadow of the hat brim, the man has a pretty ordinary face.

Chu Qianqian took out her mobile phone to save the number, and said naturally in a tone: "Two hours... you are quite good at doing business."

The baseball cap smiled modestly: "Miss, even if you are rich and you can earn 140,000 in an hour, it is still worth considering."

Chu Qianqian glanced at him, turned around with the documents in her arms, and slowly returned to the car.

In the car, Qin Yiren and Yan Xiaye had already received news from private detectives and knew that the auction process was going smoothly.

Close the car door, Chu Qianqian handed the documents to Yan Xiaye.

Her expression changed from the sadness just now, and she said enthusiastically: "I think that baseball cap was sent by Yan Shuirou. He wanted to buy the cemetery from me and make me earn a difference of 140,000!"

"Awesome!" Qin Yiren was very happy and looked at her friend beside her, "Xia Ye, should I sell it to him? If it were really sent by Yan Shuirou, the cemetery would not have changed."

“There is such a possibility.”

Looking through the documents in his hand, Yan Xiaye said thoughtfully: "But if that person is a businessman who resells the cemetery, it is normal for him to have no movement for the time being before finding a suitable buyer."

"He wants me to reply to him before twelve o'clock..." Chu Qianqian started the car and slowly left the cemetery door: "Then I won't call him and see what will happen next."

Yan Xiaye thought for a while, "How did you tell him?"

Chu Qianqian raised the corners of her lips and said with a cunning look: "I said my grandmother was seriously ill in the hospital and needed to use the cemetery soon. He seemed to believe it, and he wanted to lie to me that it was unlucky or something. He really wanted to buy the cemetery.

Get it!"

"Then don't call him for the time being." Yan Xiaye's eyes lit up. "If our guess is correct, Yan Shuirou will call us after twelve o'clock."

Chu Qianqian looked at the rearview mirror, "That baseball cap might be able to follow us. Now I can't go back to my cousin's house. Is it better to go around the hospital?"

"I know there is a hospital where the restaurant is delicious, so choose it."

The three hit it off and spent the next two hours in the beverage store in the hospital.

twelve thirty.
Chapter completed!