Tao Xiaotian clenched his fists and glanced at Tang Ruoxue again, ready to risk his face and borrow money from all the guests.

He believed that with his face and Tao family background, everyone would help him.

"Hahaha, winner or loser? Song Wansan, you haven't won yet!"

Tang Ruoxue laughed loudly: "You have exhausted all your abilities, and we are not as good as you."

"It's a pity that God's calculations are not as good as those of humans, and you will still fall short in the end."

"The 100 billion from Emgrand Bank is invalid, but there is still 100 billion from Mrs. Tang."

Tang Ruoxue threw the proof of 100 billion funds collected by Chen Yuanyuan to Tao Xiaotian and shouted:

"President Tao, take the Golden Island!"

After saying that, she turned around angrily and left with a dozen detectives.

Tao Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, then he was overjoyed and asked the organizer for capital verification.

He also shouted: "Golden Island, Tao Xiaotian, 810 billion."

The organizer echoed: "Mrs. Tang's 100 billion, effective!"

"What? Effective?"

When Song Wansan heard this, his body trembled, then his head shook, as if he was about to faint, and he held on to the chair to keep from falling down.

It's just that his whole figure seems to have aged ten years, and his eyes are duller than ever before.

In the eyes of many people, he suffered a major blow.

Bao Qianyun was about to step forward to check, but Ye Fan reached out and held her back.

"Eighty billion for the first time, eighty billion for the second time!"

The host was so excited that he raised his hammer high: "Does anyone increase the price? Does Mr. Song want to bid?"

Song Wansan didn't react at all, as if a piece of wood was stuck in place.

Tao Xiaotian laughed loudly: "Stop calling him, he has no money, no money."

The host shouted regretfully: "Eighty billion for the first time, eighty billion for the second time."

"Eight hundred billion for the third time."

"boom--"

The host lowered the gavel and shouted: "President Tao, you have won the Golden Island and have property rights for fifty years. Congratulations!"

Taotongdao and his group suddenly roared with joy, the sound was so loud that it almost brought down the roof.

Tao Xiaotian also waved his fist repeatedly: "Win, win!"

"ah--"

At this moment, Song Wansan's body trembled and he sprayed towards the sky.

flutter!

A stream of blood spurted out.

Song Wansan fell straight to the ground, feeling indescribably helpless.

"Mr. Song, Mr. Song!"

"Grandpa, grandpa!"

When the members of the Song family roared and hugged Song Wansan, Ye Fan also rushed over from the seat.
Chapter completed!