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Chapter 31

In the banquet hall, everyone's eyes were on Zhu Yungang, including Niu Lao.

Zhu Yungang was very nervous and embarrassed.

Half a minute ago, he had angrily slapped the table, claiming that he would drag out the malicious slanderers and slap them in turn.

Half a minute later, he appeared on the surveillance screen and was intimate with the three people who complained about the quality of Shengyang tires.

The fact that the slap in the face came so quickly caught him off guard.

Feeling anxious, Zhu Yungang looked around at the crowd, feeling his face was burning.

But in the next moment, with a grim face, he shouted at Zhao Quan: "What can this explain, it can't be used as evidence at all!"

Zhao Quan replied indifferently: "Yes, I didn't say it could be used as evidence. Why are you nervous?"

"me……"

Zhu Yungang murmured and was speechless.

He also wanted to quibble that he was not the instigator behind the scenes, but the facts were in front of him.

Although it is impossible to use it as evidence, there are no fools present here, and no one can clearly see his role in this matter.

Seeing Mr. Niu sitting down with a cold face, Zhu Yungang hurriedly stepped forward to explain, "Master Niu, I really didn't..."

Niu Lao didn't bother to listen to him, so he pointed at Zhu Yungang's tableware and greeted the waiter not far away.

"Come on, change this tableware and get a new one."

Zhu Yungang was completely dumbfounded, even the tableware was taken away by Niu Lao in public, which was obviously to keep a distance from him.

Looking at the removed tableware, Zhu Yungang's wrists trembled angrily, and his gaze towards Zhao Quan was filled with hatred.

If it weren't for this little trash, how could he be so ugly and lose such a big face tonight!
It's just that he couldn't say much in front of everyone present, so he could only sit down at the table in the corner angrily.

Because he can't leave, his leaving is equivalent to tacitly acquiescing that this matter was indeed done by him.

So no matter how embarrassing and uncomfortable he is, he has to sit here and wait until the banquet is over!

The banquet continued, and Han Lu was invited to sit beside Niu Lao.

During the period, Mr. Niu repeatedly apologized to Han Lu, and said that it was not easy for her to start a business. If there is any difficulty, feel free to bring it up.

Han Lu was flattered and thanked Mr. Niu for his encouragement and help.

But she was more grateful to one person in her heart, and that was Zhao Quan. If there was no Zhao Quan, she would have no one to coax her even if she cried, not to mention sitting beside Niu Lao like this "revenge of injustice" like now.

Taking a sneak peek at Zhao Quan not far away who was supposed to eat and drink like everyone else at the table, Han Lu secretly marveled.

This guy is too powerful, he solved the problem without making a sound, and even slapped Zhu Yungang's face.

This kind of fairy-like method, let alone use it, she can't imagine it even when it's whimsical!

After half an hour, everyone was full of wine and food, and it was almost time for the banquet to end.

But at this moment, Mr. Niu stood up and walked to the red carpet stage, "I think all of you here are young people. Today I will rely on the old to sell the old. I am shameless. Don't mind everyone. Let me tell you something." matter."

This wonderful self-assessment of self-behavior aroused everyone's interest, and everyone present listened attentively.

Then Niu Lao said that he went to visit his old comrades in other places some time ago and found that the small mountain village was particularly poor.Not to mention the lack of water and electricity, even the education of students is a problem. The only teacher in the village only has a monthly salary of 300 yuan.

Just like this, I have to teach all the courses of mathematics, Chinese, art, and physical education.

And the children in the village even go to school without going to school. The locals feel that carrying a basket to mow the grass is more meaningful than going to school.

This trip aroused worry and pity for Mr. Niu. He wondered if he could donate some money to help the poor.

"But everyone, don't worry, I won't ask everyone to pay for it with empty teeth."

With that said, Mr. Niu took out a scroll and stretched it out with the help of the waiter.

"This is a copy of Wan Qing's "Surfing the River During the Qingming Festival" left by my ancestors. I don't know how much it is worth. It was originally handed down by my ancestors, and I didn't plan to sell it. But this time it will not be easy to sell. Everyone spends money and love for nothing, so..."

Before Mr. Niu finished speaking, someone suggested that he didn't need to donate this copy of "Along the River During the Qingming Festival", and everyone would show their love.And this proposal has also won the approval of everyone.

All of you here are industrial and commercial people, and compared to ordinary office workers in the society, they are barely considered successful people.

Don't say that everyone donated too much, if you pool 3 to 300, you can also gather [-] to [-] million on the spot, which is enough for poverty alleviation.

But Niu Lao disagreed and insisted on auctioning "A Picture of Shanghe During the Qingming Festival" and donated all the proceeds.

Under his insistence, everyone had no choice but to agree to the auction.

It wasn't a full-time auction at all, so naturally there were not so many rules, and it started with a hastily set up stage.

The only rule is that the starting bid is 5, and the starting price is 1 each time.

Everyone scrambled to grab the shot, in order to leave a good impression on Mr. Niu.

Han Lu reciprocated, and joined the bidding team, and the bid has reached 22.

Zhao Quan didn't speak, but just glanced at the "Along the River During the Qingming Festival", and then continued to listen to everyone's quotations.

In his opinion, this late Qing copy painting is worth 5 yuan, and the signature is not famous, and the copy has no charm, no essence, and is far from the old paintings at home.

However, he still supported Han Lu's bidding. After all, most of the time, what you spend money on is not the item itself.

But after listening carefully for a while, Han Lu didn't even make an offer, as if she had given up.

Zhao Quan leaned closer, "Why didn't you make an offer?"

Han Lu replied: "It doesn't make sense, Mr. Niu is not a flatterer, and that painting is not worth much."

"Niu Lao is certainly not a person who likes to flatter, and the painting is indeed worthless. But you have to think about the meaning behind this incident. This incident will definitely spread tonight. Whoever takes the picture, the company behind it will be banned. Spread the word."

"What our Shengyang Tire lacks now is reputation. Even a flattering reputation is better than being unknown."

Zhao Quan broke Han Lu's explanation, but Han Lu still cared about the money and wanted to develop the company with all his strength.

It's understandable, she thinks about winning the quarterly agreement, but Zhao Quan thinks about the future, the longer term.

So he didn't try to persuade Han Lu any more. He heard the price at the scene, and it was already 34, so he stood up.

"Sacred Sun Tire, 100 million!"

After saying a word, the audience was dumbfounded, and fell silent immediately, and everyone cast their eyes on Han Lu one after another.

Obviously, everyone thinks that Vice President Zhao cannot represent Sacred Sun Tires, only President Han can.

At this time, Zhao Quan had already called out Price, and Han Lu couldn't deny it, so she could only acquiesce with a smile.

But what she thought in her heart was: If everyone was not watching, I would have to strangle you to death!

Spending 100 million for her with just one sentence, the prodigal family is not so defeated!

And just when everyone was shocked by the feat of Sacred Sun Tire, another voice sounded from the corner.

"I, Zhu Yungang, have never been stingy in doing good deeds, 110 million!"

What a shit-stirring stick, it jumped out again at this moment.

(End of this chapter)