Rebirth of the Military Industrial Overlord

"Wow..."

The audience was boiling.

You must know that this is a charity party. Everyone here, sells or buys, is actually optional. The main purpose is to donate a sum of money to show love. So generally when the second bid is repeated here, no one will bid any more. What's more, Xie Jiashao’s owner has increased from 500,000 to 550,000 and still perseveres. Obviously, I am determined to win this pot. Xiangjiang has a face with a face, and if you don’t see you with your head down, then give him face.

But who is this again? At this time, the price is called, and there are so many OnePlus, which is a bit of a special face.

Amid the commotion in the audience, the spotlight reflected on the table where Tan Zhenhua was, and stayed on Li Zhekai's face.

Obviously, everyone thinks that it must be the second young master Huahua who can do this.

Li Zhekai shook his head in embarrassment to indicate that it was not him, and then slightly pointed to Tan Zhenhua who was sitting beside him with a smile.

The lighting engineer obviously hesitated, but finally focused the light on Tan Zhenhua's face.

When the image of Tan Zhenhua appeared on the large projection screen in the center of the stage, the audience was in an uproar again, and the whispering voices suddenly rose and fell. And the core issue that people discuss is nothing more than:

Who is this? With such a young and big hand, could it be that the son of which family wants to use this method to announce that he will be on the commercial stage of Xiangjiang? Why would he be at the same table with the second son of the Li family? Does the two of them matter?

To say that the eagerness of the gold medal emcee is definitely not covered, only a moment of stunned time, and immediately reacted: "It seems that the competition for this pot is very fierce today. There are many people who like it, so I say, Shao Liuye The donated pot has made a great contribution to our'Hong Kong Public Welfare Fund'!"

In one sentence, he resolved the atmosphere of the scene, diverted the topic, and took advantage of this gap to get the list of that table, and then announced loudly: "From the mainland, Tan Zhenhua Tan, Chairman of Xiangjiang Huaqing Company Son, now I bid 600,000, 600,000 once, and there is a price increase? Mr. Tan Zhenhua is already so caring at a young age, and he is willing to contribute such a huge force to our public welfare undertakings at Xiangjiang. He is really a young man. Role model."

It's okay not to say this, and the audience was even more surprised. It turns out that this young man who bid 600,000 is actually from the mainland? The mainland, the financial desert and poverty-stricken areas in the minds of Xiangjiang people, when will there be such young rich and young talents?

All of a sudden, the attention of the audience was bet on this table.

Tan Zhenhua was nothing but the focus of the audience. This was originally one of his goals, so he took a sip of the teacup calmly, but his action was a serious provocation in the eyes of some people. For example, Xie Zhichao, the owner of Xie Jiashao.

He gritted his teeth and quoted "610,000" again.

At this moment, everyone in the audience knew that Xie Jiashao's boss and Tan Zhenhua were on the bar.

At this time, the contention was not entirely the ownership of this "stone scoop" pot, but more of a breath.

How could the Xie family of the old family of Longmen lose casually to this poor boy from the mainland who didn't know the origin?

It's a pity that Xie Zhichao didn't know that his careful thinking had long been forgotten by Tan Zhenhua, and he was about to be like this for his opponent.

So, he smiled slightly and continued to quote: "650,000"

The audience was in an uproar!

Such an offer is not a simple bid, but Chi Guoguo's face!

After weighing it for a long time, the price increased by 10,000, but here is an understatement and an additional 40,000. What is this? It was the powerful strength that gave this young man Tan the confidence that he was determined to win!

The old family of Omen, the person who talked to the Xie family in Xiangjiang, and Xie Zhichao, the helm of "Xie Liyuan Gold Shop" and "Xie Liyuan Investment Company", how should he respond?

The focus of the audience turned to this table for a while.

Is it tolerable or unbearable!

Xie Zhi's blood surged, and he was about to raise his hand desperately to continue to increase the price, but was pulled tightly by a hand behind him, when he looked back, he saw a middle-aged man shook his head slightly.

That is his native cousin, who has always helped him take care of this business in Xiangjiang. He was stunned for a moment, and in vain remembered the dilemma that his company was facing now. The nightmare weighing down like a mountain made his courage disappear, and he fell back to his seat.

The audience suddenly fell into a strange silence.

Fortunately, there is also how our gold medal emcee is trustworthy.

His timely voice sounded: "It's really an unforgettable scene. Young Master Tan from the mainland and Young Master Xie from Omen are both young talents, leaders of the younger generation, for this last opportunity to give love. You fight for me, come, let us thank them with warm applause for their contribution to the public welfare of Xiangjiang!"

Applause broke out, resolving the embarrassment at the scene, He Shouxin continued: "Now it is Young Master Tan who bid 650,000, is there a higher bid? The first time of 650,000...The second time of 650,000..."

The mallet fell.

"The transaction, let us congratulate this Mr. Tan Zhenhua from the mainland, who contributed the highest charity donation in the audience!"

Applause sounded again, and the chasing light projected onto the table in a timely manner, covering it. Tan Zhenhua stood up unhurriedly, adjusted his sleeves, twitched the audience, and then stepped onto the stage.

"Big Thousand World, rolling in the dust, I, Tan Zhenhua, a mainlander, a Chinese, come!"

Thinking like this, he sent a notice to the world in his heart.

...

Shao Yifu straightened his clothes and stepped onto the stage.

Here is his country.

He has struggled for half his life and built this empire of performing arts that dominates Xiangjiang and disregards Southeast Asia. The so-called protagonists, so-called stars, and so-called idols are just the subjects under his rule. Only he is the well-deserved king of this empire. The only king!

Here, only he is qualified to overlook sentient beings from the perspective of God!

Therefore, the scene that happened just now has completely fallen into his eyes.

Although he liked the pot, it was nothing to donate it for the king's glory. As for the competition that caused it, it seemed to him that the two children were fighting.

However, this final victor can be considered a bit interesting, so young, it seems that he is never more than twenty years old, and he is also from the mainland.

Mainland, how many years have I not been back? When was the last time I returned to the mainland? 1947 or 1948? This flash, another 30 years have passed.

With this in mind, Shao Yifu handed the "stone scoop" to the big boy opposite, and said with a smile: "Thank you Mr. Tan Zhenhua for generous donating to the Xiangjiang Public Welfare Fund. This is my beloved thing. You must treat it well. it."

Knowing that Tan Zhenhua is from the mainland, he traveled north and south since he was young. Shao Yifu, who is proficient in several languages, speaks Mandarin.

Tan Zhenhua took the pot with a smile, nodded and replied:

"Tieyi goes back to the old industry, but the word "Sai Tao" is soft."

This sentence, which no one else could understand, fell in Shao Yifu's ears, but it seemed like a bolt from the blue sky. After a moment, the black and white hero of the Xiangjiang River actually shed tears!