What's wrong with Guo Zhixin?

Bidding for a bullshit sale right?

Is he crazy?

Jiang Wangshu couldn't help but tremble all over.

When he looked at Su Mu, there was only fear in his eyes.

Third brother, you really... it's not worth your life if you're going to kill someone.

Is this still money?

No one bids anymore.

Huo Ruohua couldn't come out either.

Because this is beyond her limit.

She could even be shameless and borrow money from Jiang Wangshu.

But you can't do this.

It was finally easy to take down the man who had been in love for more than ten years, and is it just borrowing money for the sake of his parents' family?

Some things cannot be done.

And the young man in the Yu family looked extremely ugly.

His quote just now is already at its limit.

Unless he shouted out the price at the beginning, then, if he couldn't tell, Guo Zhixin would be shocked.

pity.

Almost everyone in the hall focused their attention on Guo Zhixin.

Two hundred billion.

The cheongsam goddess auctioneer was so scared that he was completely frightened.

She could only hold back her trembling voice and shouted:

"Two trillion! Mr. Guo Zhixin, bid for two trillion."

"Two hundred billion first time."

"Two hundred billion second time."

"Two trillion, the third time!"

make a deal.

Guo Zhixin suddenly let out a long sigh.

In an instant, a layer of sweat appeared on his face, and he felt exhausted.

It's done.

Guo Zhixin trembled behind him and wiped his forehead.

All cold sweat.

Zheng Junxi looked at Guo Zhixin in horror, as if she had never known this person.

What did I missed?

Where am I?

Did something just happen?

The scene was dead silent again.

No one spoke, only heavy breathing was left, hissing and sniffing.

Guo Zhixin took out his cell phone and called out without any hesitation in front of everyone.

Soon, the Guo family, who had already arrived at the door of the International Convention and Exhibition Center at a speed, walked in quickly.

The Guo family's enshrined in person.

What was sent was the cash account and password held by Guo Jiajia.

The transfer of 200 billion Hong Kong dollars was completely enlarged onto the large screen in front of the stage in front of the camera.

Looking at the numbers flashing quickly on the bank transfer terminal screen, the people present were dry and dry.

Two hundred billion.

They have only seen various gossip news on social media and numbers that appear on the rankings of wealthy people.

And now, all this really happened in front of me.

Is it exciting?

Stimulate.

The director sent by the SAR official and the vice president of the charity foundation were also taking a plane.

It took them a long time before they came to their senses.

Especially the vice president, he was so excited that he wanted to howl to the sky.

Money.

This is all money.

Seventy percent handling fee.

How much does this cost?

The idiot vice president didn’t think about it. Can he keep so much money?

If today's charity auction costs 300 million or even more than one billion, then there is no problem.

When it comes to billions, or cash flow, do you want to keep it?

What a joke?

What's more, it's now 200 billion.

Just when the director wanted to go over and make a speech, Su Mu raised his hand with a smile.

Everyone's eyes shifted to Su Mu again.

In front of everyone, Su Mu took the microphone from Jiang Wangshu's hand and said lightly:

"I want to make targeted donations for this donation without the need for the charity foundation to operate."

As soon as these words were spoken, the vice president of the charity foundation exploded on his head like a bolt from the blue.

Rumble.

Thunder landed.

Targeted donations?

This is this!

The vice president actually rolled his eyes and fainted straight.

He had already secretly transferred all his money just now and paid the deposit for the sea view apartment.

In Hong Kong Island, the deposit is not refundable.

Targeted donations mean that the money is just passing by the charity foundation’s account.

What fees, interceptions, embezzlement, and interest deposited by funds are gone.

My money.

My little star.

It would be strange if the vice president didn't feel faint.

He was afraid that he could not help but wiping his neck and committing suicide.

Su Mu's voice spread throughout the banquet hall:

"This money will be donated in the name of Qingcheng Entertainment, targeted to the poor at the 5 million standard level in Hong Kong Island, and will be distributed in cash."

Hong Kong Island is a city that has become so polarized that it is crazy.

The number of rich people ranks first in the world.

The proportion of extreme poverty ranks first in the world.

House prices rank first in the world.

Rent ranks first in the world.

Of course, it is also the top three super financial centers in the world.

OK.
To be continued...