After Jiang Feng finished speaking, the audience was shocked, and many people even looked at each other incredible ways.

But before I could hold on for three seconds, someone laughed.

One person laughed, and the others could no longer hold it back, and in an instant, the whole room burst into laughter.

"This waste is really funny. I believe it until I ended up believing it. This is the most powerful one."

"Hurry up and throw this plastic bag out, and throw this waste out too! It's embarrassing."

"Let him get out, this is a high-end place, not a place where he, a waste, can stay."

The direct descendants of the Gong family were all excited and wanted to throw Jiang Feng and Gong Yingxue out directly.

But at this moment, Mrs. Soro took the initiative to hold the plastic bag in her hand and even took out the things in the plastic bag.

It was a rusty teapot.

"What kind of broken thing is this? Could it be a fake, right? Mrs. Soro, you must be optimistic. This pair of decays has no money, and this tripod cannot be real."

"If this tripod is real, I will swallow the feces and commit suicide."

"And who likes teapots? Even gifts are just a miserable person. It's not advisable for a child!"

As the room was getting louder and louder, Madame Soro's bright eyes also went from indifference to disdain, to surprise, and finally to shock. The whole time was only a few seconds, but for others, it seemed like half a century had passed.

"The original work of the Ming Dynasty purple clay teapot was auctioned at a sky-high price of 100 million in a small country overseas not long ago. How could it be here? And it is in your hands?" Mrs. Soro was shocked. She swallowed and looked at Jiang Feng in disbelief.

This was so shocking. After all, as a teapot lover, every time a teapot is auctioned in a certain place around the world, Mrs. Soro would go there in person, but in the end she could only watch those heroes fighting.

I thought I would never get a purple clay teapot in my life, but now, the purple clay teapot that made her envious and collapsed actually appeared in my hand.

"Madam Soro, this is just a purple clay pot. Put on the ring and we must go in and sign the contract quickly!" The direct descendants of the Gong family hurriedly gave advice. After all, only by signing the contract can the matter be completely implemented.

"Yes, our contract is all planned." Nakamura Motoshou and Miya Tenno looked at Mrs. Soro nervously.

However, after putting the small purple clay teapot in the bag, Mrs. Soro directly returned the necklace and ring worth 60 million to Nakamura Motoshou and Miyagi Tenno.

Nakamura Motoshou and Miyagi Tenno were all dumbfounded. What does this mean?

Is this purple clay teapot real? It is really worth 100 million?

A bold idea came to everyone's heart.

In desperation, everyone finally entered the room and sat in a single room.

"We Yanglong Group has already planned this contract. Simply put, the total income is 28 points, you eight, we two." After Nakamura Motoshou signaled, Gong Tianlong quickly presented the contract with both hands and said that the total income is 28 points, which means that after investing 2 million, and finally making 10 million, it means not to lose or make a profit.

"How is it?" Gong Tianlong sarcastically said, and looked at Jiang Feng and Gong Yingxue with contempt, full of provocation.

"What should we do?" Gong Yingxue became nervous. The 28-year-old company is here, and Yanglong Group has 20 billion yuan in capital, which can afford it.

But Fengxue Group is not good, they don’t have that much money to burn.

"What kind of contract was it before, and now it is also a contract. You must be honest in doing business." Jiang Feng encouraged.

Gong Yingxue nodded vigorously and then took out the contract she had planned before.

It turns out that the contract formulated by Fengxue Group this time is a 50% interest.

"I have decided that I will sign a contract with Yanglong Jewelry Group." Mrs. Soro is also a ruthless person. When she heard the offer from both parties, she directly wanted to cooperate with Yanglong Jewelry Group.

Qin Yingxue looked desperate. Did you miss this opportunity?

Doesn’t that mean that you will never be able to live in Central Plains again?

Just as Qin Yingxue looked desperate, Nakamura Motoshou's eyes were greedy, and Gong Tianlong laughed loudly, Jiang Feng looked up at Mrs. Soro with interest: "Mr. Soro's illness has not been cured yet?"

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