Chapter 797

"Hahahaha, Mu Hanyan, you are nothing more than that. You dare to say that this young master has no money, and you dare to say that this young master has no money. Seeing that this young master will kill you with money." Mo Yanhong laughed wildly.

Everyone in the audience was in a daze for a while, this big scoundrel, is it because his brain is flooded, and he still hasn't realized that he has been tricked.

"Eldest son!" Qiu worship shouted loudly.

Mo Yanhong felt like thunder pierced his ears, and suddenly came to his senses.

"What happened just now?" Mo Yanhong's eyes replied Qingming, and then he noticed that everyone looked at him with strange eyes, and said suspiciously.

"Young master, you forgot, you just used 40 million to shoot the Chengjun sword and bullied that Mu Hanyan to the point where he lost his temper." A dog-legged man beside him said with a flattering smile.

"What... what?" Mo Yanhong just lost control of his emotions, and he didn't lose his mind. He still remembers what happened, but he was just like a dream. After listening to his words, he realized that it was not a dream. His face changed suddenly.

"Young master is so arrogant and arrogant. When you make a move, you will go up 10 million yuan, and once you make a move, you will go up to 10 million yuan. You can suppress that Mu Hanyan so much that he can't even lift his head up, hahahaha." The dogleg didn't see Mo Yanhong. His face suddenly sank, and he was flattering.

"Did I go to you?" Mo Yanhong kicked him to the ground with one kick.

Forty million, I actually threw out forty million in a fever! Mo Yanhong tangled his hair, only to feel dizzy in his head.

Although Xuanyuan Fengchen is famous, it is only limited to An Yun's country. This Chengjun sword was forged by him sixty years ago. How could it be worth 40 million?

What happened just now, how could you be so impulsive?

Unfortunately, before he could think about it, a guard brought the Chengjun sword to him. By the way, it was just the sword. The wooden box was taken back by Xuanyuan Fengchen.

"Young Master Mo, this is the Chengjun sword you took." The guard was the same guard just now, and his eyes were still the same.

Everyone in the audience also looked at Mo Yanhong eagerly, waiting for him to curse like just now and then throw the silver note into the guard's face.

But this time they were disappointed, Young Master Mo didn't scold him.

"That, President Che, I was excited just now. If you don't want to be accommodating, let's retake it again." Mo Yanhong said with a smile.

Everyone in the audience fell down one after another. If you think of an auction, you are playing a family.

"Young Master Mo, I know that you are the son of one of the eight great families in the capital, but the chamber of commerce has the rules of the chamber of commerce. Are you deceiving people by saying that? What's more, your Mo family also has a chamber of commerce. If you break the rules, you will be out of luck. It's yourselves." Che Xiang said coldly.

The conspiracy and tricks that Mo Yanhong played today, no one knew who was present, and Che Xiang had already gritted his teeth with hatred. After finally seeing the eldest son of Mu ruthlessly tricking Mo Yanhong, how could he easily let go.

Besides, even if it's not about Mu Hanyan, he doesn't dare to break the rules, otherwise anyone can come to the Nanyan Chamber of Commerce to make a fool of themselves, and their future business will not be done.

Mo Yanhong's cold sweat broke out in a flash. Their Mo family also has a chamber of commerce. Of course, they know what can be accommodated and what can't be accommodated. If this matter becomes a big problem, not only will the Mo family be punished by all the chambers of commerce in the Holy Court Continent. The Mo family's Jinghai Chamber of Commerce will definitely be jointly suppressed by other chambers of commerce, and it is only a matter of time before it goes bankrupt.

"Qiu Feng, how many silver taels do you carry?" Mo Yanhong asked.

"Probably, there are several million taels." Although Qiu Feng was reluctant, he also knew that things could not be better today, so he helplessly took out a stack of silver notes.

Mo Yanhong also took out a stack of silver bills, adding them together, there were ten to ten thousand, but it was far from enough.

"President Che, why don't I owe it first and make it up in a few days." Mo Yanhong said to Che Xiang with a smile.

Che Xiang sneered and ignored him.

"Mr. Mo, you don't have any money, right? Do you want me to help?" Mu Zexian finally found an opportunity and said to Mo Yanhong with a wicked smile.

"Then many thanks to Brother Zexian." Although Mo Yanhong hated Mu Hanyan to the point of death, he still smiled dryly when he heard that someone was willing to help.

"They're all children of aristocratic families. You can't see them when you look down. You're welcome. I'll help you inform the family and ask them to come over and pay for them." Mu Ze got up and said.

"I'll go as well."

"I'll go too." Mu Zeran and the others stood up immediately.

The most humiliating thing that a group of these little dudes have ever done is to go to the auction house and shout in anger, but they can't pay the bills, so that the elders came forward to lead people, and they were ridiculed for several years, hoping to find someone to back them up.

"Wait." Mo Yanhong quickly stopped them. Several years have passed since the incident of Mu Zexian and others. At that time, they were still little brats who didn't know anything, so people in the capital looked at it as a joke, and no one really took it seriously.

He is different. He is already seventeen years old, and if he wants the family to lead people, he is afraid that he will be laughed at.

"I still have some land deeds here. I wonder if President Che is interested?" Mo Yanhong gritted his teeth and took out a stack of land deeds.

The driver looked at Mu Hanyan subconsciously, and Mu Hanyan nodded. The prosperity of the capital is far from comparable to that of a county town, and it is not comparable to a remote town like Black Rock City. It can be said that an inch of land is worth a lot of money. If you want to change it, even if you have money, you may not be able to buy it. This kind of cheapness is delivered to your door, Miss Mu. The purpose pursued is, there is a cheap do not take the son of a bitch!

Soon, Che Xiang took over Mo Yanhong's land deed, discussed with shopkeeper Zhou and several other stewards hired from the capital, picked out one of them, and said, "Just look at this Danfang in the south of Fangshi. If you are eye-catching, at a discount of 30 million, what does Young Master Mo think?"

"Okay." Mo Yanhong gritted his teeth. Although the ground in the south of Fangshi is not big, in the capital where every inch of land is expensive, and the most prosperous city in the capital, there is no way that it is only worth 30 million, but the car items have said that it is the only one. What other options does he have? We can't let the Mo family lead people.

Up to now, he can only swallow his teeth honestly.

"Master Xuanyuan, this is a silver note." Of course, Che Xiang would not give the title deed to Xuanyuan Fengchen, but took out dozens of silver notes and handed it to Xuanyuan Fengchen.

Forty million is not a small amount. Even if the commission is deducted, there are still more than thirty million.

Xuanyuan Fengchen didn't even look at it, and put it in his pocket.

"Master Xuanyuan, don't you want to take an inventory?" Che Xiang kindly reminded.