At this time, Lin Jiahao glanced around with a smile, and his eyes fell on Xu Jinheng.

Xu Jinheng looked at him with a polite smile on his lips, and then he said, "Since it's Mr. Lin who wants it, let it be given to you!"

For Xu Jinheng, it is important to please He Chaoqiong at this moment, but he cannot be a great enemy like the Lin family under the Xu family.

You should know that the Lin family's business is spread all over Hong Kong, and even the Xu family's wharfs are participated by the Lin family. For Xu Jinheng, as long as Lin Jiahao is not clearly helping the Fu family, Xu Jinheng will turn a blind eye and not help the He family. This is an unwritten unspoken rule.

Seeing that Xu Jinheng was not competing with him, Lin Jiahao turned his gaze gently on Cha Yongxiao.

Like Xu Jinheng, Cha Yongxiao certainly understood the unspoken rules of this kind of shopping mall, so Cha Yongxiao shrugged indifferently and said, "Three hundred thousand is too expensive, I don't want to be the sucker!"

After saying these words, Cha Yongxiao turned his head to Cai Lan, a gourmet who accompanied him, and said, "I'm sorry, Uncle Cai, the opponent is too strong. I originally wanted to take a photo of this food for you to taste, but in the end I had to give in."

This sentence has a connotation, which shows that Cha Yongxiao cannot afford to lose, and he did not bid for the sake of himself before, so he saved his face.

After a week of scanning, Lin Jiahao was very satisfied with his power, at least no one dared to stand up and go against him.

He turned around, then smiled and said to Fu Qingying beside him, "This is what I won for you. How about it? Are you feeling a little more comfortable?"

Fu Qingying did not answer him, but looked at his younger brother Fu Jiajun.

Fu Jiajun has always been heartless, especially after Cha Yongxiao, Xu Jinheng and Lin Jiahao appeared, he felt that he had no "existence" by his side.

So he kept watching and saying nothing - of course, it wasn't his turn to speak.

Until my sister Fu Qingying looked at him, Fu Jiajun understood that this was a demonstration, which meant that although it was your home court tonight, you could not do anything. In the end, I would like to see me help you win a game back.

Fu Jiajun sighed. He didn't expect that his sister would have such a big prejudice against him. Everyone was surnamed Fu, so what would it matter who took charge of the Fu family in the future?

Just when Fu Jiajun didn't know how to respond to Sister Fu Qingying, Song Zhichao spoke on the stage.

"Everyone, please listen to me say a few words?"

In one sentence, everyone's eyes attracted, including Fu Qingying, Lin Jiahao and others.

Fu Jiajun breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Song Zhichao was deliberately helping him to help him relieve the situation, so he looked at Song Zhichao on the stage with gratitude and gave him a look.

Song Zhichao calmly held the microphone, looked at everyone with a smile, then turned his head to Dai Long, the "God of Food" beside him, and said: "Master Dai, it seems that the 'Emperor Fried Rice' you just made is very popular, and so many people bid for the auction."

Dai Long hugged his arms, posing as a "God of Food" and laughed loudly - after all, his skills were recognized by everyone, and he was very happy.

Song Zhichao turned around, then smiled and said to Lin Jiahao, Xu Jinheng and Cha Yongxiao: "Especially, these three VIPs were bidding for each other for Hong Kong charity, one bid 100,000, the other bid 200,000, and the last one bid 300,000, which made us all respect!"

"It is a big deal for charity, and it is willing to bid for a piece of emperor fried rice with 100,000,200,000 and 300,000. This is a heroic move and deserves all of us to applaud them!"

After saying that, Song Zhichao took the lead in applauding.

Everyone on the stage was inspired by Song Zhichao, and the three young men spent a lot of money, buying a fried rice was definitely not something that ordinary people could do. So everyone also applauded, and even some people even cheered amid the applause.

Seeing this, the first thing that became alert was Cha Yongxiao. He suffered a lot of losses in Song Zhichao's hands. He knew that this bitch Chao had never been kind-hearted, and that he would definitely have an unspeakable purpose in praising himself like this.

So Cha Yongxiao couldn't help but become nervous, staring at Song Zhichao with sharp eyes, waiting to see what this guy was going to do.

In contrast, Xu Jinheng and Lin Jiahao, who had not "fighted" with Song Zhichao, were just a little surprised, holding a champagne glass and having a leisurely posture. They didn't quite understand why Song Zhichao said this in front of so many people.

Seeing that everyone's emotions had been mobilized by themselves, Song Zhichao smiled slightly and looked at Lin Xucha and the other two deeply. Then he suddenly changed his mind and said, "Sorry, there is something I forgot to tell the three of you-- because when Master Dai made fried rice today, the wok was bigger and it happened to be fried three bowls!"

While speaking, Song Zhichao waved his hand and saw someone put two fried rice on a tray.

Seeing this scene, Lin Jiahao, Xu Jinheng and Cha Yongxiao were all stunned.

"Well, through the auction just now, I know that the three of you are very active in doing charity. So according to your bidding just now, Mr. Cheung is 100,000, Mr. Xu is 200,000, and Mr. Lin is 300,000, and all three portions of fried rice are gone! Come on, please applaud them again!"

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The people who were still confused were once again driven by Song Zhichao's high-pitched emotions and applauded.

Faced with this sudden change, Lin Jiahao was amused and crying. He didn't feel sorry for the 300,000. After all, he kept saying that he was doing charity. What angered him was that he was smart and confused for a lifetime, and was inexplicably plotted by Song Zhichao.

I originally wanted to ease my relationship with Fu Qingying by winning the auction, but now it became Fu Qingying's joke.

Having said that, although Song Zhichao was helping Fu family and second young master Fu, he was at least serving the Fu family. In name, Lin Jiahao could only accept the scene in front of him with "happy" and bid for a bowl of fried rice for 300,000 yuan, or to be precise, the first plate of fried rice. Such experience will never make him forget it in this life.

In contrast, Xu Jinheng's face looked much ugly. He never expected that this damn guy named Song Zhichao would dig a hole long ago and wait for them to jump in.

I used to praise them, but they all looked like charity ambassadors. Now even if I regret it, I can’t find an excuse. I can only pay 200,000 yuan like a fool to buy a "second-hand" egg fried rice.

Xu Jinheng's face turned pale and did not hide his anger at all. He lost such a face in front of his beloved woman. He even dared not look at He Chaoqiong more at this moment.

Cha Yongxiao was mentally prepared, but he didn't expect to be "scaught" by Song Zhichao again. He was used to being "scaught", but he could even smile on his face. Yes, for him, at least two people were buried with him this time, and he was even more miserable than him.

At the edge of the dance hall, looking at Song Zhichao who was full of energy on the stage, and then looking at the third young master of Xiangjiang who had a bitter face but had to smile. The candidate chaebol Liu Luanxiong bit the cigar and smiled: "Awesome! It's really amazing! Others kill two birds with one stone, he shot three times in one shot!"

Next to him, Guan Zhilin smiled and said, "It's just that this scheming is a little more serious, and everyone is played by him."

Liu Jialing said: "Where is Hong Kong? A crocodile pool that can eat people! If you want to avoid being eaten by people, you must be more eye-catching."

Liu Luanxiong held a cigar and spit out: "It's right, it seems that I want to have a good relationship with this super-striking Director Song. Maybe Xiangjiang will have his share in the future!"

Upon hearing this, Guan Zhilin curled his lips secretly and thought to himself, is this possible? Can a person from a mainland still turn aside in Hong Kong?

Liu Jialing looked at Song Zhichao on the stage with her beautiful eyes, thinking that perhaps this young man’s ambition is more than this—

What he wants is not just a portion of Hong Kong, but the whole of Hong Kong!

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