"Old Master Tan, what kind of Chinese herbal dicine do you actually want? Can you tell ? Maybe we have sothing even better than Wang Hao at our auction,"
Song Jianjun had no other choice, and could only stiffen his neck and try to invite Tan Haipin back again.
"Alright, then tell right now, do you have Ge Kuixing participating in the auction at your place? If you do, I’ll go back with you imdiately!"
Old Master Tan Haipin chuckled softly and had no choice but to reveal what he really wanted, to make Song Jianjun and the rest give up hope.
But Song Jianjun had never heard of the na Ge Kuixing before.
"What? Ge Kuixing?"
Cheng Yin was shocked upon hearing this, looking at Wang Hao with a face full of disbelief.
"Is it that legendary dicine that can supposedly bring the dead back to life, Ge Kuixing?"
Talking about bringing the dead back to life might be a bit of an exaggeration, but according to "Shennong Herbal dicine," this Chinese herb indeed has the effect of extending one’s life for a short period.
But now Cheng Yin was unexpectedly doing the advertising for Wang Hao, saving Wang Hao the trouble of explaining it himself.
"What? It can bring the dead back to life? Is it really that miraculous?"
"Could it be the long-rumored divine dicine? No wonder Old Master Tan is so determined to get it!"
"A divine dicine from ancient tis? That’s indeed a priceless treasure!"
The others seed unfamiliar with Ge Kuixing too, but after hearing what Cheng Yin said, they imdiately understood its real value and their eyes widened.
Song Jianjun staggered at these words, nearly falling to the ground.
Disaster, this was a disaster. If he had known Wang Hao had such a precious item, he would never have joined Cheng Yin in scheming against Wang Hao, even if it cost him his life.
It was known that the nation’s most famous auction was famous precisely because a divine dicine from ancient tis had appeared there.
If he hadn’t stopped Wang Hao from registering, then Ge Kuixing would be auctioned at the auction hosted by Song Jianjun, making it impossible for him not to beco famous.
If this auction made a na for itself, Song Jianjun would benefit too, and the mayor would no longer nitpick over him.
But now it was too late for regrets, even if he felt blue with remorse, there was no such thing as a regret dicine in this world.
Seeing Song Jianjun’s downcast appearance, Wang Hao looked back at Chen Hongying, considering this a direct way of vindicating her.
The only regret was that he hadn’t managed to deal with Cheng Yin too since Cheng Yin had also been among those who bullied Chen Hongying.
"Brother Liu, we can start now!"
Wang Hao didn’t want to listen to their rambling any longer and directly shouted to Liu Dazhuang.
In fact, Liu Dazhuang had been ready for a while, just waiting to see the joke on Cheng Yin and Song Jianjun. Although Cheng Yin seed to have no loss, people now doubted his character.
So Wang Hao had almost obtained the outco he wanted and there was no need to drag it out any further.
"Alright, bring it over and we can start..."
"Wait a minute!"
The mayor couldn’t stand it any longer and had to interrupt Liu Dazhuang’s words.
For this auction, the mayor had faced trendous pressure to get funding from above; if a small stall managed to overshadow the event, how would he explain it to his superiors?
"Co here to , right now!"
The mayor pulled Song Jianjun out of the crowd and roared at him furiously.
"Song Jianjun, is this the ss you’ve made for ?"
"Mayor, I didn’t expect Wang Hao to..."
"Shut up imdiately!"
The mayor cut off Song Jianjun directly, teeth clenched, speaking deliberately and clearly.
"Let tell you, Song Jianjun, don’t think I don’t know all about the benefits you’ve been reaping behind the scenes. Even casually ntioning one thing would be enough to have you sitting in prison for a long ti."
"If you can get Wang Hao to co back to the auction venue today, I won’t pursue this matter further. If you can’t, you’d better prepare yourself for prison!"
The mayor, too, was driven to desperation and began to threaten Song Jianjun.
"What?!"
Song Jianjun’s face turned pale upon hearing this, not expecting the mayor to know everything he thought was seamless.
"What ’what’? It’s your choice whether you want to go to prison or get Wang Hao to co back—decide for yourself!"
The mayor couldn’t suppress his anger at the sight of Song Jianjun now.
Hearing that prison was on the horizon, Song Jianjun grew even more frightened and could only muster the courage to approach Wang Hao.
"Heh heh, Brother Wang Hao, I really looked down on you, and what happened before wasn’t truly my intention. Please have a heart, a grown man doesn’t hold a grudge against the foolish, forgive this once. I swear I won’t listen to Cheng Yin’s slander again!"
Forcing a smile, Song Jianjun debased himself, then tentatively asked.
"Would you mind moving over and auctioning off the ’Land Leader Star’ at our event?"
Cheng Yin’s face changed dramatically upon hearing Song Jianjun’s words. Wasn’t this a public admission that he was the scoundrel plotting against Wang Hao from behind?
But now, with the mayor’s pressure, Song Jianjun could no longer care about Cheng Yin’s feelings and only looked to Wang Hao with anticipation.
"Good... my ass!"
Wang Hao intentionally drew out his words, watching Song Jianjun’s face light up with hope before abruptly dousing him with cold water.
"Who said we are brothers? You should have anticipated this outco for yourself when you bullied Manager Chen from my company."
Just as Song Jianjun saw a glimr of hope, he was crushed by Wang Hao’s words, almost bursting into tears.
"Brother Wang Hao, I truly realize my mistake now. You must agree this ti, or else I may really go to prison. I know I’m despicable, and I deserve death."
"But I have elderly and children at ho, they are innocent. Without , how are they going to survive!"
Seeing that Wang Hao remained as unyielding as ever, Song Jianjun was about to cry out of desperation, looking extrely pathetic.
The crowd, seeing the usually arrogant and domineering Song Jianjun fall to such a state, began to whisper amongst themselves.
Especially those who had been bullied by Song Jianjun before rejoiced at his current misfortune, piling on by enurating his misdeeds.
Hearing the crowd’s whispers, Song Jianjun wished he could just disappear, but knowing that failing to persuade Wang Hao ant prison made him persist shalessly in his pleas.
"I told you before, Song, even if you ca to invite , I wouldn’t return," said Wang Hao with a cold laugh.
Song Jianjun shuddered, fully aware that Wang Hao intended to humiliate him but having no choice but to earnestly answer his question.
"I said, if I were to co and invite you back, then I would be... would be..."
As Song Jianjun kept stuttering on the words "would be", everyone grew more curious.
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