Wu Yaqin was wearing sunglasses, and Meng Jinxing couldn't see her eyes. His eyes followed hers, and he felt pain in his heart for no reason.

Wu Yaqin's assistant was taken to go through the formalities by the staff. She and Liu Feiyang went to greet Meng Jinxing and others. While they were talking indifferent words, Jiang Songlin accompanied Weng Canhui, Xia Minghan and other city and county leaders. He walked in, followed by reporters from the city newspaper and TV station.

Weng Canhui's hair was still sleek and shiny, but his face was a bit gloomy. After shaking hands with Zhongjuan and his sister, he stood in front of Liu Feiyang, took Liu Feiyang's hand and said, "Director Liu's support for us Shencheng and Changfeng is really appreciated. Canhui is so touched!"

"Mayor Weng, you're too polite." Liu Feiyang said, "I'm just a businessman. Wherever there is profit, of course I will go. It's not as noble as you think!"

Weng Canhui laughed several times and repeatedly said that Liu Feiyang was too modest.

Wu Yaqin kept her sunglasses on the bridge of her nose, looking at the land documents in her hands expressionlessly, showing no reaction to the exchange between Liu Feiyang and Weng Canhui.

After finishing the courtesy, Weng Canhui took his seat first, and everyone in the trading room found appropriate seats and sat down one after another.

Jiang Songlin personally presided over the auction, and Weng Canhui spoke on behalf of the municipal government before the auction, talking about the extraordinary significance of this auction to the demonstration zone, Changfeng, and even Shanghai.

It seemed that this auction was something he and the city and county had long awaited, a grand event with positive significance across the ages.

Mencius sat in the audience and sneered. He also admired Weng Canhui's calmness and his ability to turn disadvantages into advantages and use the available factors to his advantage.

After the auction started, the assistants of Zhong Wei and Wu Yaqin raised placards to bid on behalf of both parties, and the prices of both parties increased alternately.

Meng Jinxing sat behind them and saw Zhong Juan whispering to Zhong Wei from time to time. However, Liu Feiyang and Wu Yaqin looked at Jiang Songlin on the stage calmly, allowing the assistant to hold up the sign again and again without any hesitation. .

As land prices continued to rise, the whispers in the trading room gradually turned into exclamations, and then into discussions, and Jiang Songlin had to stop again and again to maintain order.

Weng Canhui, who was sitting on the stage with Xia Minghan, looked cold, and his eyes were like cold swords piercing Wu Yaqin's face in the audience.

When the land price per acre was called 250,000 yuan, the trading hall was already abuzz.

In Changfeng in 1998, no one dared to imagine that one acre of land could be sold for 250,000 yuan.

Even the staff of the Land and Resources Bureau could not imagine that such land prices, which only appear in second-tier domestic cities, would appear in a closed mountain city like Changfeng.

As soon as this price appears in newspapers or on TV, it will immediately become explosive news that will cause a stir across the country.

Meng Jinxing saw Weng Canhui closing his eyes feebly, folding his arms and raising his head for a long time, then opened his eyes and glanced at Wu Yaqin bitterly, turned his head and whispered a few words to Xu Feifan, who was standing behind him.

Soon, Xu Feifan walked out of the trading room.

In just half a minute, Meng Jinxing saw Wu Yaqin pick up her cell phone, then left her seat and walked out of the trading room.

When Wu Yaqin appeared in the trading hall again, the land price had soared to a sky-high price of 300,000 yuan per mu.

She calmly sat down in her original position, turned her head and whispered in the assistant's ear, and Chuangtian did not make any further quotations.

The Zhongjuan siblings looked very unnatural. Such a price was completely beyond their ability to bear. The reason why they gritted their teeth and held on was entirely due to Weng Canhui's promise to them before the auction. Even so, they were still worried.

When Jiang Songlin placed the signed land transfer contract in front of Zhongjuan, Zhongjuan's lips already had a row of teeth marks. She took the pen handed to her by the staff and felt as if it was a very important thing. , there is no way I can make myself sign it anyway.

She finally put her pen down on the contract and said to Jiang Songlin: "Director Jiang, I can't sign this contract. The land price exceeds the agreed price too much, and this project can't be operated!"

A group of officials, big and small, were waiting for this exciting auction to come to a heart-stopping end after Zhongjuan signed her name. Unexpectedly, the situation took a turn for the worse and Zhongjuan regretted it on the spot.

Weng Canhui's face was as cold as water, his lips were pursed tightly, the corners of his mouth were drooping, and he remained silent.

Jiang Songlin broke out in a cold sweat and immediately pulled Zhongjuan out of the trading room, regardless of the fact that all the leaders were present.

Liu Feiyang and Wu Yaqin did not stay long, said goodbye to the absent-minded cadres, and left with their assistants.

Half an hour later, Zhongjuan was pushed by Jiang Songlin and reluctantly returned to the trading hall, sat down at the signing table, picked up the pen she had thrown away, and signed her name hesitantly.

When she wrote the last stroke of her name, Meng Jinxing saw that both Weng Canhui and Jiang Songlin breathed a huge sigh of relief, looking relieved.

The atmosphere in the trading room immediately returned to liveliness. The officials showed their courtesy to the leaders and congratulated the Zhongjuan sisters. Weng Canhui showed a high-spirited smile on his face. The Zhongjuan sisters smiled happily and entertained all kinds of people. .

Chu Yuan stood next to Meng Jinxing and laughed softly, "This is so interesting. Zhongjuan is stealing the chicken but losing the rice. If she had agreed to build the power station and school, there would be no such things!"

Meng Jinxing was shocked, and happened to see Weng Canhui's cold eyes looking over, so he took Chu Yuan's words and said softly: "It's not as simple as you think. Look, Mayor Weng will give us a new topic again." Go get it!"

Chu Yuan asked in confusion: "What topic!"

Meng Jinxing did not answer. He believed that the reason why Zhongjuan was willing to sign the contract in the end must have been negotiated with Jiang Songlin outside, and this condition must be directly related to the price of the land.

Renhe Real Estate arranged a celebration banquet, and all the officials who participated in the auction were invited. Meng Jinxing did not attend, but arranged for Chu Yuan to go, and he went to Sheshan Villa himself.

As soon as she got off the bus, she met Ruan Yu, whom she had not met several times before. She seemed to have completely forgotten the embarrassment that happened. She still came up to him and said hello, and held his arm affectionately, "I heard. Oh, you are getting married on May Day, have you ever thought about inviting friends here to host a few tables here, and I can clear out a building for you to use for your honeymoon?"

"Haha, my family is taking care of this, so I don't worry about it at all." He said with a smile, "But I still want to thank you!"

"Oh, how can you thank me?" Ruan Yu smiled charmingly, her eyebrows filled with spring breeze.

"How do you want me to thank you?" Meng Jinxing took her arm and they walked all the way to Building 8.

"I have to think about this seriously. For a young man with power and good looks like you, I have to weigh whether I want good money or good people." She said with a burst of happiness. smile.

Meng Jinxing didn't feel dissatisfied, knowing that she said it like this, which proved that she had no thoughts in these two aspects at all.

Ruan Yu smiled and noticed that he was going to Building No. 8, and said casually: "Hey, you are going to Building No. 8!"

"What, there's a problem?" he asked.

Ruan Yu curled her lips and looked around, then lowered her voice and said, "Don't spread the word. Last night, Boss Weng came here and chatted with that Wu Mei outside the building for a long time, and then he actually beat her!"

Meng Jinxing suddenly stopped and said, "How do you know!"

Ruan Yu raised his right hand and drew a circle around, and said with a proud smile: "Have you seen these trees? There are many cameras hidden in the middle. You know that the people I come here are all valuable. If something happens, , it’s not good to offend anyone. With this thing, I can detect problems early and solve them early!”

Meng Jinxing was shocked, not only because Wu Yaqin's injuries came from Weng Canhui's violence, but also because of the inner world of Sheshan Villa.

He looked towards Building No. 8 not far away, smiled at Ruan Yu and said, "Come here with me, I'll go in by myself!"

Ruan Yu nodded sensibly, waved her hand towards him, and left gracefully.

Meng Jinxing took a breath and walked towards Building 8.

Liu Feiyang had already left first, and his assistant was helping Wu Yaqin pack her luggage. When she heard the doorbell ring, Wu Yaqin came to open the door in person.

Wu Yaqin was caught off guard by Meng Jinxing's appearance. She immediately turned around to find her glasses and wanted to put them on, but Meng Jinxing grabbed her wrist.

Looking at the large bruises around her left eye socket, Meng Jinxing felt distressed. He subconsciously raised his hand to touch her face. He glanced at the assistant coming downstairs and immediately retracted his hand. Wu Yaqin took the opportunity to walk to the sofa. , picked up the glasses from the coffee table and put them on.

The assistant didn't seem to have seen the scene just now. He stood at the entrance and told Wu Yaqin that he was waiting for her in the car.

The door slammed shut, Meng Jinxing looked at Wu Yaqin in front of him, but didn't know what to say.

It was Wu Yaqin who spoke first: "You don't actually need to come, I'm fine!"

"Have you agreed to conditions that he shouldn't have agreed to?" he asked.

Wu Yaqin smiled softly, "Did you promise to make it like this?"

Meng Jinxing breathed a sigh of relief, looked at her and asked, "When are you leaving?"

"The flight is at two o'clock in the morning," she said.

Meng Jinxing looked at his watch, raised his head and said, "There's still time, just wait!"

He walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took out two eggs, found an egg boiler and cooked the eggs. He fiddled with one of them with his hands and walked to her, "If you don't have a thin cloth to wrap it, just make do with it." !”

He said and sat down, saw the silk scarf around her neck, smiled and took it off for her, wrapped it in an egg, took off her glasses, used the egg to apply it back and forth on the bruises on her face, and looked at her From time to time he would make a soft hissing sound, frowning and ask: "It hurts!"

She smiled and shook her head.

His eyes were deep and he said in a cold voice: "He is not a man!"

"You must be in a hurry." She said, "Don't provoke him. If I get divorced, you may be hurt!"

"You can't live without him. We both have major differences and we can't walk the same path!"

The corners of Wu Yaqin's mouth moved but she said no more.

When the eggs were cold, Meng Jinxing went to get another one and continued to apply it on her.

The room was very quiet, and one could hear the subtle sound of eggs rubbing against silk, as well as the rapid heartbeats of the two of them. Time became very slow, and words were completely redundant for them.
Chapter completed!