She's waiting for me there.

When he came out of the auction, Song Liangji began to doubt his life.

Is it that I am not suitable for doing business, or is it that the imperial tombs of some dynasty are buried under these seven pieces of land?

Otherwise, how could anyone agree to spend billions to buy these unwanted plots of land?

That small company, whose name he had never even heard of, stubbornly admitted to losing money and fought to the end with him.

No matter how much money he pays, I will definitely get more than him.

As a businessman, Song Liangji walked out of the auction before losing his mind.

He was really afraid that he would become a fool and donate all the money.

After returning home, I lay in bed without sleeping all night.

He still couldn't figure it out until the next morning.

why?

When it was time to go to work, he still ran to a few people he had connections with to ask for clarification.

As a result, everyone spoke with the same tone and no one knew what was going on.

That's why we arrived at the villa so late.

Song Liangji stared at Cheng Wenyin for a long time and guessed what was going on.

Yiwen Technology is backed by the state, so in terms of funding, it may not be able to compete with several senior big families.

But when it comes to connections, perhaps all these people combined cannot compare to her.

During the mask period, Yiwen Technology's contribution was really great, and it can be said that it saved many lives.

Therefore, she is the only one who can make the government change its original decision.

But as a qualified businessman, he still asked the question that had puzzled him all night.

"What's the point of doing this? Forget about making a profit. It's impossible to even make back the money you put into this business."

"People like you only care about money, so I can't explain it to you clearly. It's just a pity that I don't know who will get the remaining four pieces of land."

Cheng Wenyin sighed as she said this, feeling very regretful.

If I can take over all these seven pieces of land, perhaps I can fulfill my last wish.

"Those four pieces of land are in my hands." Chen Yun said slowly, his tone very calm, as if he was talking about some trivial matter in life.

"What?" Cheng Wenyin widened her eyes.

"Impossible." Song Liangji shouted in shock.

"Haha, hiss~~~ It hurts, it hurts, you just pretend. Can you come up with nearly 10 billion in funds?"

When Fan Jin finished saying this, the wound on his face moved and he grimaced in pain.

Chen Yun didn't say anything, just sat there carelessly, looking at everyone with a smile on his face.

What a pity I didn’t bring a photographer today.

If we take pictures of these people's expressions and make them into emoticons, it will definitely go viral.

Cheng Wenyin walked quickly to him and asked in a hurried tone, "Are you telling the truth?"

"Yes, I had someone buy those four plots of land half a month ago."

Song Liangji had recovered from his shock and sneered, "I believe you can boast about other things, but forget about this. With your strength, you might not be able to find a fraction of it even if you smashed your bones."

"You are really looking down on others. Don't you know what these seven pieces of land represent?" Chen Yun's face showed unprecedented seriousness.

When a person can't figure out something, he will always find various excuses in his mind to get around it.

However, when someone really says something that matches a reason in his heart, this answer will be infinitely magnified.

Even the imagination in my mind tends to lean towards this answer.

Once suspicion is established, the answer to the matter itself is no longer important.

This is what Song Liangji is like now.

Looking at Chen Yun's serious expression and the meaning of that sentence.

His mind unconsciously came up with the answer that he most preferred.

Knew it.

These pieces of land are not as simple as they seem.

There are definitely more interests behind this.

If you think about it this way, everything makes sense.

That's why Cheng Wenyin bought the land at a loss.

That's right.

That's it.

Chen Yun continued, "You all know Mr. Zhuge from the Three Kingdoms period, right?"

"Military Advisor Zhuge Liang?"

Chen Yun snapped his fingers and said, "That's right. In order to prolong his life, Zhuge Liang set up the Big Dipper Formation. Everyone knows the result."

"Do you think this is just a legend? I thought so too at first, but a high-ranking monk told me it's not that simple."

"And the locations of these seven plots of land... haha, you've all figured it out, right?"

There was silence in the house.

The two groups that were originally at loggerheads fell into deep thought.

The expression on Song Liangji's face kept changing.

He had already begun to regret it. There was indeed something fishy going on here, even more shocking than if there was an imperial tomb buried underground.

After a long time, he suddenly looked up.

He stared at Chen Yun and said, "No, if this is true, how could you tell me?"

"Haha, what good will it do if I tell you? The land is in my hands now. Can you really change this fact?"

Fan Jin sneered: "Even if what you said is true, how could Cheng Wenyin give you a piece of land worth billions? You are dreaming, really..."

"I have sent it. I'll have someone bring the title deed over right away."

Before he could finish, Cheng Wenyin started taking out her phone.

"What the hell..."

Fan Jin already regretted coming to this villa.

Not only was he slapped in the face physically, but he was also slapped mentally.

Are these people really businessmen?

They all seem to have Alzheimer's disease and don't really treat money as money.

Song Liangji continued to ask: "Even if you have 7 pieces of land, why are you telling me this?"

Chen Yun smiled and said, "I am going to play an open game with you now. To tell you the truth, I have already buried magic circles on these seven plots of land. I won't tell you whose life it is, so you can guess for yourself."

Most people don't believe in metaphysics, only a few people do.

Most of these few people are businessmen. They say they don’t believe, but they always offer sacrifices to heaven and earth before starting any construction work.

So, Song Liangji is a little panicked now.

Putting the authenticity of the matter aside, it's pretty scary just to think about it.

I would probably be scared awake when I was dreaming.

"Song Liangji, Fan Jin, I advise you to get out of here right now. If you make me angry, I'll go to the hospital and find a dying old man. I hope your lives are enough for him to borrow."

Song Liangji's face was extremely gloomy.

I wanted to say something, but after opening my mouth several times, not a single word came out.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go."

There is no point in staying here anymore. We already know everything we want to know.

Fan Jinyuanshen looked at Chen Yun with resentment, followed Song Liangji and walked out of the private room.

The only people left in the house are our own people.

Gu Hongfei blinked, his face full of shock.

"Brother, is what you said about borrowing my life true?"

Chen Yun slowly turned his head and looked at that extremely serious face, and he felt sick all over.

He nodded solemnly, "Really? I put seven pieces of land together and even summoned a dragon."

This guy is so stupid. It's okay to fool those two suspicious fools, but how could you take it seriously?