shock!The big guy took the miniature version of Master Fu on a blind date again

Chapter 253 Boss, Your Move Takes the Shoot
Bai Yuan stopped on the steps and waited for Song Nian to come. He had short, lazy hair and handsome features.

His face was a little serious and calm, with a sense of cleanliness and sharpness. He stood there in a tailored suit, and he was calm and gentle from the inside out.

Song Nian came slowly and stopped in front of the handsome Bai Yuan, "Let's go."

Bai Yuan glanced past Song Yinghui's body from a distance, and his eyes finally stayed on Song Nian's beautiful face, "What did you talk about?"

Song Nianmai walked into the Fu Group, his cold voice was slightly elegant: "He asked me how much money I had prepared for the auction of the Qinghaiwan land."

Upon hearing this, Bai Yuan immediately became interested: "How did you answer?"

Song Nian sneered, his eyes were cold: "[-] million."

Bai Yuan smiled, his eyes brightened and his teeth brightened, his facial features were made even more handsome and charming, "Boss, this move of yours is a steal."

Song Nian glanced sideways at Bai Yuan, "Why, do you have an opinion?"

"No, no, no." Bai Yuan quickly shook his head in denial, copied his pockets in his hand, and gloated that watching the fun is not a big deal, "Do you think it is possible for the father and daughter to turn around and collect money?"

Laughing to death, he really wanted to tell Song Yinghui and his daughter that their boss would not give out a penny.

The land auction in Qinghai Bay was just a cover, and the real motive was to drag the Song family into a pit and bury them.

He couldn't wait to know the answer, he wanted to see Song Yinghui's broken and desperate look!
"I don't know." Song Nian's eyes were cold, and his eyes were extremely hostile, "The answer will be revealed soon, don't worry."

While Song Nian and Bai Yuan were talking, the two had already arrived at Hall [-] of the auction venue.

Song Nian's position and Bai Yuan's position were not arranged together. After a brief conversation, the two separated and took their respective seats.

After sitting down, Song Nian rested his left leg on his right leg, resting his chin on his hand, and looked around the hall with great interest.

Almost after Song Nian and Bai Yuan sat down one after another, Song Yinghui and his daughter also entered the hall one after the other.

Coincidentally, the positions of Song Yinghui's father and daughter are just to the left of where Song Nian is sitting. The relationship between competition and hostility is a bit delicate.

Sitting down gracefully, Song Wanwan lowered her eyes to look at the phone, put the phone back in her bag, looked at Song Yinghui sitting beside her, and said in a very gentle voice, "Dad, Mom has promised to help us."

"She has gone to the bank and the money will be transferred to your account shortly."

After listening to Song Wanwan's words, Song Yinghui made the calculations in his mind, and instantly became confident: "With this calculation, our money is much higher than the Queen's, so there is nothing to worry about."

"No." Song Wanwan looked in Song Nian's direction. For some reason, she felt uneasy, but she couldn't figure out what the source of this uneasiness came from.

Just know, she can't lose to Queen no matter what.

She has already lost a lot, this time no matter what, she can't lose again!
"I'm afraid." Looking back, Song Wanwan looked at Song Yinghui, "Dad, are you sure we can really do it?"

Obviously, compared to their impromptu preparations, the Queen's side is more prepared.

"Don't worry, if you have enough money, you'll be safe." Song Yinghui looked towards Song Nian with complacent eyes, "She doesn't know yet, we've already set our sights on the land in Qinghai Bay that she wants to bid for."

"The funds we have prepared are sufficient, and hers is open to question."

Song Wanwan still felt uneasy, but she couldn't tell where she was uneasy, so she could only nod her head: "I hope so."

Looking at Song Yinghui, Song Wanwan's voice was gentle: "Dad, in the middle of the auction, if the situation is out of control, let's not hit the wall hard, but stop the loss in time."

Song Yinghui waved his hand indifferently, "All right, all right, I understand. Stop talking, the auction is about to start."

(End of this chapter)