Chapter: 6024
"Okay, I'll look for you tomorrow." The girl said immediately.
Meng Chuan nodded and said with a smile: "Then it's settled. But this three-leaf spirit grass..."
"If you want it, I'll give it to you." The girl readily let it out.
Originally, she wasn't very interested in the shamrock, she just found it miraculous.
Her greatest interest is still in those mysterious ancient civilizations that have disappeared.
But on the other side, the middle-aged man obviously had no intention of giving up: "Young Master Meng, I'm sorry, I can let you do other things, but I can't let you do this."
"I'm sorry, let's compete according to our own abilities."
The man frowned. He didn't expect Meng Chuan to be interested in the third master's spiritual grass. This is not good news.
"President Zhou, don't be so full of words."
"I know what you want this thing for."
"Isn't it that the founder of your group, Qiao Dong, is seriously ill and is dying. Are you worried that once Qiao Dong dies, it will cause heavy damage to the company's stock price and affect your financing process?"
Meng Chuan crossed his legs and talked eloquently.
The face of the middle-aged man suddenly changed: "You... how do you know?"
"It's not important." Meng Chuan chuckled, "The important thing is that I can help your group tide over the difficulties. The condition is to give me this shamrock."
"This..." The middle-aged man was silent.
"I am thinking about the long-term development of your company. Chairman Qiao of your group is old. Even if he is rescued this time, what about the next time?"
"It's better to draw fire from the bottom of the pot than to stop the boiling water."
"As long as you sell me a favor this time, my Meng family will support your group as much as possible in the future."
"how?"
It has to be said that Meng Chuan does have some skills.
Started from the most fundamental, and soon persuaded the two biggest opponents.
In the end, this man known as Jay Chou also announced his withdrawal from the competition.
So far, no one has competed with Meng Chuan.
He won the three-leaf spirit grass at a price of 215 million.
"Ha ha.."
"Master, I really have you!"
On Meng Chuan's side, there was already a winner's smile.
However, just when Meng Chuan thought everything was settled, Ye Fan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly raised his sign.
"Two hundred and twenty million!"
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Meng Chuan nodded and said with a smile: "Then it's settled. But this three-leaf spirit grass..."
"If you want it, I'll give it to you." The girl readily let it out.
Originally, she wasn't very interested in the shamrock, she just found it miraculous.
Her greatest interest is still in those mysterious ancient civilizations that have disappeared.
But on the other side, the middle-aged man obviously had no intention of giving up: "Young Master Meng, I'm sorry, I can let you do other things, but I can't let you do this."
"I'm sorry, let's compete according to our own abilities."
The man frowned. He didn't expect Meng Chuan to be interested in the third master's spiritual grass. This is not good news.
"President Zhou, don't be so full of words."
"I know what you want this thing for."
"Isn't it that the founder of your group, Qiao Dong, is seriously ill and is dying. Are you worried that once Qiao Dong dies, it will cause heavy damage to the company's stock price and affect your financing process?"
Meng Chuan crossed his legs and talked eloquently.
The face of the middle-aged man suddenly changed: "You... how do you know?"
"It's not important." Meng Chuan chuckled, "The important thing is that I can help your group tide over the difficulties. The condition is to give me this shamrock."
"This..." The middle-aged man was silent.
"I am thinking about the long-term development of your company. Chairman Qiao of your group is old. Even if he is rescued this time, what about the next time?"
"It's better to draw fire from the bottom of the pot than to stop the boiling water."
"As long as you sell me a favor this time, my Meng family will support your group as much as possible in the future."
"how?"
It has to be said that Meng Chuan does have some skills.
Started from the most fundamental, and soon persuaded the two biggest opponents.
In the end, this man known as Jay Chou also announced his withdrawal from the competition.
So far, no one has competed with Meng Chuan.
He won the three-leaf spirit grass at a price of 215 million.
"Ha ha.."
"Master, I really have you!"
On Meng Chuan's side, there was already a winner's smile.
However, just when Meng Chuan thought everything was settled, Ye Fan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly raised his sign.
"Two hundred and twenty million!"
What? JrNovels.com
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