"Let me go, that person is pretty good at flattering him, so how can he use 10 million to flatter him?"

"Yes, 10 million, you may not have that much money for a project."

"If Goddess Mu was a senior executive of Songhua Group, it would still be worth spending 10 million, but she is not." Some bosses lowered their heads and whispered.

Everyone turned around and looked behind them, and found that the bidder was an old man in his fifties, wearing a big cap on his head, making it difficult to see his face.

Director Sun woke up suddenly, as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood: "Someone has bid 10 million, is there anyone else bidding?"

Some bosses looked at Director Sun and shook their heads: "Oh, Director Sun is crazy about money."

"Yeah, ten million dollars to buy that black thing, how is it worth it? This flattery is quite big."

"Yes, now Director Sun is still thinking about asking others to raise the price. Does he still want others to pay 20 million?"

Director Sun on the stage didn't care about other people's ridicule. Their mission this time was several million, and now the old man suddenly asked for 10 million, which was worth it.

Mu Fanxuan turned to look at Dai Ting: "Dai Ting, the request you asked for is too outrageous. You asked for such a high price all of a sudden."

Ten million, how is that possible?

"Mr. Mu, that person was not hired by me." Dai Ting cried sadly.

"What? You didn't invite me? Then continue bidding." Mu Fanxuan said.

"Ah, Mr. Mu, do you really want to film?" Dai Ting felt that her brain was running out, but as soon as she finished speaking, she saw Mu Fanxuan glaring at her, so she had to continue sending messages there.

Soon, someone shouted "One thousand and one hundred thousand".

The old man who blocked the shot shouted: "One hundred million."

"What? One hundred million?" Everyone couldn't believe it.

If you know 100 million, you can build a group company.

A year ago, Mushi Group only had an industry worth about 100 million.

Director Sun pinched his thigh desperately. He couldn't believe it. One hundred million, wasn't this a dream?

Dai Ting grimaced: "Mr. Mu, they offer 100 million, and we have no way to follow."

Now even if Mushi Group expands its production, with the help of Songhua Group, it will still be 1.8 billion.

It's really not worth spending 100 million to buy that black thing, they can't afford it.

"Do you really want to spend 100 million to buy it back?" Mo Huasong looked at Mu Fanxuan with interest. He was very angry when he saw her selling the magic weapon he gave her just now and thought of leaving her alone.

But now that she desperately spent a lot of money to buy back the magic weapon, he was not so angry anymore.

"Well, I must buy it back." Mu Fanxuan nodded and made up his mind. "Dai Ting, continue."

She didn't know why, but now that Mo Huasong was sitting next to her, she felt that the world was settled and she didn't need to worry about anything, just get his things back.

"Okay." Dai Ting reluctantly took her cell phone and sent a message.

Crazy, Mr. Mu is going crazy, he actually spent 100 million to buy that worthless thing.

Soon, the agent reported another 110 million, which surprised everyone.

But what surprised everyone even more was that the old shot-blocking man shouted: "One billion."

"What? Sir, are you kidding?" Director Sun was afraid that the old man was coming to cause trouble, and he was anxious to confirm his identity.

A middle-aged man next to the old man who blocked the shot stood up and said: "I promise him, it's not a joke."

"Eh? Isn't that Mr. Tu from the Hualong Group? He has a net worth of 10 billion. He can guarantee that there will be no lies." Someone explained loudly.

The old man snorted coldly and slowly took off the cap on his head. "I wonder if anyone here knows me?"

When Director Sun saw the old man, his body trembled and he screamed: "You, are you Mr. Bole?"

"You think you are discerning, is my name worth a billion?" the old man named Mr. Bole asked with a sideways glance.

"It's worth, it's worth, even if it's 10 billion, it's worth it." Director Sun apologized hurriedly.

Mo Huasong asked Mu Fanxuan in a low voice: "Who is that Mr. Bole?"

"I heard that he comes from the martial arts world and has a very high status. Mr. Bole specializes in the study of precious jade articles. As long as he has seen the treasures, he has never misjudged them." Mu Fanxuan replied in a low voice.

"Mr. Mu, there is nothing we can do now. They have offered to sell our group for one billion, but it is not even worth the price." Dai Ting said with a grimace.

Mu Fanxuan looked at Mo Huasong embarrassedly: "I didn't know things would be like this. I will work hard to make money in the future and I must buy that thing back."

"Ah, Mr. Mu, that's one billion." Dai Ting felt that Mr. Mu was acting weird today, as if he was speaking without thinking and was too impulsive.

Mo Huasong asked Mu Fanxuan: "Do you really want that thing?"

"Well, then, that was the first thing you gave me. I want to keep it." Mu Fanxuan blushed and lowered her head, not daring to look at Mo Huasong.

She was really embarrassed to say it outright in front of him.

At the same time, Mu Fanxuan wondered: "Why is that black thing worth a billion?"

Without waiting for Mo Huasong to answer, Director Sun also asked Mr. Bole: "Mr. Bole, no one is bidding now. Can you tell me why this black thing is worth so much?"

Mr. Bole saw that the thing belonged to him, and said with a smile: "Actually, you don't quite understand, that one originally belonged to Bai Yu."

Director Sun was even more surprised: "No way, isn't the expensive white jade very white? Why is this thing black?"

"Yes, Mr. Bole, did you make a mistake this time?" A boss questioned.

Mr. Bole angrily cursed: "What do you know? This was originally a white jade worth ten million, but after being refined by a master, it turned into a defensive magic weapon."

Mr. Bole walked to the stage and took a special magnifying glass to look at the defensive weapon carefully.

After a long while, Mr. Bole nodded happily and said: "If I read it correctly, this is a defensive magic weapon."

"Defense weapon? Mr. Bole, are you talking too mysteriously? It seems like you are filming a movie?" Some people didn't believe it.

"You don't understand this. Although those talismans are a bit simple, they can at least help the master to resist an accident. This is very rare and is equivalent to saving your life once." Mr. Bole said.

Mo Huasong looked at Mr. Bole a little strangely. It seemed that this old man also had some strength, and his reputation was not in vain.

"You, that black thing of yours is really a defensive weapon? Is it worth a billion?" Mu Fanxuan looked at Mo Huasong in surprise.

She originally thought that Mo Huasong didn't care about her and only gave her a few yuan worth of goods from a street stall.

Unexpectedly, I heard Mr. Bole say that even unprocessed and refined white jade is worth 10 million. After processing, it can save the owner's life, which is incredible.

Most people may not be able to afford this thing, but rich people want such good things.

For rich people, one billion is nothing, their own lives are important.

"I don't know how much it's worth, but it's really a defensive weapon and can save you once." Mo Huasong glared at Mu Fanxuan angrily: "I didn't expect you to sell it."

Thanks to Bai Shen Shen, Yu Huai, Xiao Jiu, Yan Xue, user 181******39, book friend 29****64, Zixu, for the reward. I will add more updates today, and there will be another chapter tonight.
Chapter completed!