Negotiations with relatives at home, especially with elders are the most troublesome.

Zhou Muyun deeply realized this. As Han Lang expected, the relatives of the Zhou family said they were here to help, but in fact they were all open-minded and wanted to take all the profits of the project.

In the end, Zhou Muyun couldn't bear it anymore and simply interrupted the so-called family fundraising and left.

As for the later attempts to keep Zhou's father and mother Zhou's mother and invited these relatives to Xiangyun Real Estate to discuss the next day, Zhou Muyun was too lazy to care about it and didn't want to care.

The auction started the next afternoon. In the morning, Han Lang first sent Zhou Muyun to the company to prepare information and deal with the relatives. He went to Longhua Real Estate to take Lao Yao and Longhua Real Estate directly to the Qinghebang auction site to wait for Zhou Muyun.

And on the way to the auction, Han Lang suddenly received a call from Zhou Muyun.

"Husband! No! All the company's information was taken away by Huang Cheng!" Zhou Muyun said anxiously as if she was about to cry.

"Huang Cheng?" Han Lang raised his eyebrows.

Zhou Muyun said: "Today I wanted to go to the company to sort out the information early, but I found that all the computers of the company were cleared! Later, I adjusted the surveillance camera and found out that it was Huang Cheng who came to the company before dawn..."

Bincheng attaches great importance to this land. Each company participating in the auction must not only have sufficient funds, but also have a complete planning plan for its own company's projects.

If there is no planning plan, even if there is funds, there is no qualification to develop it.

"The relatives had already arrived at the company yesterday. After knowing this, they were all waiting to see our joke..." Zhou Muyun's voice was filled with helplessness. Today, she finally saw through the coldness of human nature.

"Just wait for me in the company, I will have everything." Han Lang comforted Zhou Muyun and hung up the phone.

The old demon was in Han Lang's car at this time and couldn't help but turn around and ask, "Wolf Master, why don't you hand over Longhua's plan to your wife's company?"

Shen Moyi said: "Let the Bincheng City Lord cancel the auction and give the land directly to Xiangyun Real Estate?"

For Zhou Muyun, it may be a big deal to delete all the company's development plans and steal them. But for the Imperial Marshal Han Lang, it is nothing at all. As long as he is willing, even the entire Bincheng is at his fingertips.

Han Lang curled his lips and shook his head: "Go directly to the auction site, don't pay attention to these small matters."

On the banks of the Qing River, the auction site.

When Han Lang and the others arrived, there were already luxury cars gathered here.

Major real estate companies in Bincheng, and even many real estate companies from other places, have come here, ready to compete for this promising land.

Han Lang took Shen Mo, Lao Yao and staff from Longhua Real Estate directly into the auction venue.

All of them, including the old demon, had very strange faces. So many people stopped looking at them after taking a look, thinking that some small real estate company was here to join in the fun.

Han Lang naturally didn't bother dealing with these businessmen who were above the top. He glanced at him and walked directly to the center of the front row of the venue, sat down and closed his eyes to rest.

Shen Mo, Lao Yao and other Longhua Real Estate people were all sitting in the seat behind Han Lang, and Han Lang was the only one who sat alone with his eyes closed.

This unindifferent attitude finally made the businessmen turn their attention. According to the practice, the first row of this official auction was to be given to local governments or extremely powerful large company owners.

This stranger not only came directly to the first row and sat in the middle, but also had the meaning of exclusively occupying the entire first row. Who is he?

Among the businessmen present, there were many pretentious guys with widespread social interactions. At this moment, someone sneered at Han Lang: "Which company is from you? Do you understand the rules?"

"Rules?" Han Lang said lightly without raising his eyelids.

The man who spoke was full of greasy face, with a big belly full of oil, wearing a Burberry jacket, a Hermes belt, and the Rolex gold watch on his wrist was shining.

His face full of flesh was full of superiority as a rich man, and he said contemptuously: "What kind of person sits in the position? This is the rule! This position is not something that a country guy like you can sit! You are a poor guy like you are only worthy of getting out and standing behind you!"

Han Lang didn't bother to pay attention to such a guy, but just casually curled the corners of his mouth.

Bang!

A crisp mouth rang in the venue, and silence appeared in front of the fat man almost instantly, causing him to flew out more than five meters away from the ground, and the golden teeth in his mouth fell all over the ground! He could not get up as he saw it!

"You should be glad that I did not follow the rules." Silently and coldly glanced at the fat man rolling all over the ground and said lightly.

At this time, the entire venue was completely quiet, and a fat man with a slap was directly pulled away by a fat man of more than 200 pounds. What a terrifying power this is?

Moreover, most of the people present knew that fat man, who was a tycoon in the local real estate industry in Bincheng. Even though his assets were not as good as those in the four major families in Bincheng, he was quite famous in the real estate industry.

But even when facing such a real estate tycoon, the man sitting in the middle of the front row didn't even raise his eyelids and let the bodyguard pull him away! This is too arrogant!

In fact, how could these people know that just slapping a slap was already kind enough for the fat man. How many people could save their lives if they dared to speak like this to the Lord of Tiannan who was in Tiannan?

Chen Si did not look at the fat man again, and bowed to Han Lang and whispered: "Wolf Coach, the Lord of Bincheng ordered that the politicians in Bincheng not be allowed to participate in the auction, so as not to disturb the wolf Coach's interest."

"Yes." Han Lang nodded slightly. The Lord of Bincheng did not know his true identity, but he was very sensible.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded not far away: "This brother is good at it. No wonder Longhua's demon brother dared to say that he wanted to clean up the brothers on the Bincheng Road. It turned out that there were indeed some tricks."

At the same time as the sound came, a group of people came from the direction of the venue gate. They were headed with a burly figure and wearing a black windbreaker. A hideous scar on their face extended from the tip of their eyebrows to the corner of their mouth, and their whole body exuded a chilling momentum!

After this person appeared, the real estate developers in the venue couldn't help but move away from the left and right sides, as if they were in great awe of this person.

But this man was staring at the old demon sitting behind Han Lang coldly, with a heart-pounding cold light flashing in his eyes.

Seeing this, the old demon frowned and said, "Hong Lei?"

Hong Lei is the name of this man, and he is also a famous ruthless man in the underground gangster of Bincheng! However, he is also the largest real estate developer in Bincheng, and he used all kinds of shameful despicable means to seize the land. Compared with him, the perverted Zhao Cheng in the Dihao Nightclub is just a little shrimp.

At this time, Hong Lei's eyes had already fallen on Han Lang, and he sneered: "I have heard that Brother Longhua has a backer behind him, so it seems that this person is? The water on Bincheng Road is very deep. Brother, be careful not to be drowned."
Chapter completed!