Chapter 90 I disagree!

Tang Huan asked casually, but Han Qinghe glanced at him: "Can you afford it?"

"It's up to man." Tang Huan said with a word. "If you don't work hard, how can you know that you can't afford it?"

"nonsense."

Han Qinghe was silent.

Although this guy is a little capable, he has too many inexplicable words. He may find it very funny and humorous. But in Han Qinghe's opinion, this is really boring.

The two were talking below, but the guests had already started bidding.

Because the starting price is 100 million yuan, each round of bidding is based on a million yuan. It can be said to be a thrilling auction.

One million is already the salary of Brother Huan after he becomes the department head. One hundred million is even more money that Brother Huan can never make in his life, based on his current salary.

The world of richness is really not clear.

"One 50 million."

Fu Shaocong raised the bidding sign and smiled warmly.

From 1:30 million to 1:50 million, Fu Shaocong showed his confidence in winning.

As Mr. Fu's disciple, he is the most trusted disciple of the closed family. Many people know that Fu Shaocong can basically take down this angel's tears. No one will compete with him.

After all, this is Mr. Fu's place, so face still needs to be given.

After several rounds of unpainful show bidding, Fu Shaocong overcame the heroes with 1.6 billion, and there was no sound again.

"The dark side," Tang Huan said in a silence. "Isn't this the dark side we often talk about?"

Han Qinghe pursed her lips and didn't make a sound.

Whether it is the dark or the white curtain, she doesn't care.

But since Brother Huan is here, he must leave something behind. Otherwise, wouldn’t he be in vain?

"Two million."

Tang Huan raised the bidding sign in front of Han Qinghe and said loudly.

Seeing this, Han Qinghe couldn't help but look subtle.

She can’t even get two hundred million, even if she is popular, she can’t get it. What’s more, Tang Huan?

And it happened that Tang Huan was using his bidding card.

It's a little evil here.

However, she didn't care whether there was a shady scene in this auction, nor did she care whether Tang Huan really wanted to buy it or whether she was just making trouble.

In her heart, the works are bigger than the sky. The others are all floating clouds.

Tang Huan's bid not only made Han Qinghe a little confused, but also caused a sensation in the audience.

A thing with a market price of 100 million was called to 200 million by this unknown young man. What purpose did he do? Moreover, Fu Shaocong clearly wanted to take down this angel tears. Whether it was to give it to a lucky girl or simply hype the market price of this angel tears. He was already doing it.

You are a young man, why bother to make trouble?

Don’t you know that Fu Shaocong is Mr. Fu’s eldest disciple? He is also the future successor?

Everyone's eyes were on Tang Huan. Only then did people realize that he was sitting next to Han Qinghe.

Broker, Assistant, or - Employee?

No one expected that he and Han Qinghe would have a relationship between men and women. Tang Huan's dress and even his temperament and appearance were completely different from Han Qinghe.

It's interesting.

Fu Shaocong glanced at Tang Huan through several tables, and his face was as gentle as jade as ever: "Two million per million."

Others don’t know, and Fu Shaocong doesn’t know why Tang Huan is calling for prices. From the news he learned, Tang Huan is just an ordinary employee with an annual income of no more than one million. Why should he shout such a high price? Once he gives up, can he afford it?

If you can't afford it, you're just playing with Mr. Fu. Do you know what price you will pay?

If it wasn't for the determination to win, Fu Shaocong really didn't mind losing face and seeing Tang Huan's good show.

"Three hundred million." Tang Huan took a sip of red wine, then swayed the wine glass in a big boss's posture, leaned back slightly, his eyes were plain and deep.

No one knew what he was thinking, including Han Qinghe on the side.

But the temperament he showed was so calm and leisurely.

"Three points, one." Fu Shaocong frowned slightly.

Tang Huan's offer has angered him and also trampled on his bottom line.

Two hundred million is already the limit that Fu Shaocong can accept. Three points, but he was just strangling his teeth and holding on.

It’s not that he can’t afford this price. The most important thing is that as much money as he takes to bid, Mr. Fu will donate how much money he has to pay.

He knew that Mr. Fu must be angry at this moment.

Just when Tang Huan was planning to make a fourth offer, Han Qinghe stopped him and said blankly: "It's almost OK."

"Oh." Tang Huan smiled and raised her wine glass to Fu Shaocong from the air. "Congratulations."

Fu Shaocong's face still maintained a smile, but his hands creaked, wishing he could punch Tang Huan's head.

This bastard is so sinful!

When Fu Shaocong got the angel's tears, thunderous applause rang out from the audience. Even Tang Huan was not reluctant to cheer. He was very naughty.

On the other hand, Fu Shaocong enjoyed cheers and applause, he took the microphone handed over to the emcee and said sincerely: "Thank you everyone. In fact, the reason why I tried my best to bid for this diamond is selfish."

After saying that, there was a kind laugh from the audience, waiting for his next sentence.

"Just a while ago, my adoptive father, who is well-known as Mr. Fu, fought for a marriage from me." Fu Shaocong smiled and said dignifiedly. "Thank you for your love for me and for your full support. I have the courage to bid for this expensive angel tears on such occasions."

After saying that, his tender eyes fell on Han Qinghe's face not far away.

Immediately, he knelt on one knee, presented the tears of the angel that was decorated with extremely beautiful things in his hand, and looked at Han Qinghe affectionately: "Qinghe, please marry me."
Chapter completed!