Rebirth of the live national male god

Chapter 235 I Am Sad and Eight-tone

"Occasionally, I change my mind and play games for a while."

Yi Beichen chuckled twice.

Another thing he didn't say was that at that time, he also met another friend in the game.

The other party is very quiet, no matter how bad teammates they meet, they will not curse or anything, let alone surrender.

It has always been quiet, trying hard to bring the situation back.

Later, he added that person as a friend, and occasionally duo with the opponent, and he always played the support position.

He doesn't even know whether the other party is a man or a woman, but he feels very comfortable getting along with her.
Occasionally going online is actually because of that friend.

Unexpectedly, after hearing what he said, the person in his arms also smiled lightly:

"Speaking of support, when I used to play games, a little brother would play support every time I duo..."

Yi Beichen: ...

What is this sudden heartbeat?It can't be such a coincidence...

"What was the name of your game back then?"

"Name? Randomly assigned by the system... It seems that what is called Sorrow is also called a beast?"

Yi Beichen: ...

Holding the man in his arms, the man smiled silently from the beginning,

It gradually turned into a low smile that trembled slightly in the chest.

Mo Ran pushed him puzzledly, and the moment their eyes met,
Yi Beichen's dark eyes were still slightly smiling:

"Ranran, I am Sad Sang and Octave."

Mo Ran: ...

So her assistant brother is Yi Beichen?
The world is really small...

Compared to her pure sigh, Yi Beichen was a little more emotional——

It turned out that he had had a faint crush on her in the last life...

It's a pity that the game hasn't been released yet, otherwise he really wants to double play with her again.

But in my impression, the game seems to be coming out soon?
Just when he was trying to recall the specific launch of the game,
The outside auction is finally about to start.

Sitting in front of the large single-sided floor-to-ceiling windows in the box,
Mo Ran leaned leisurely on the sofa, flipping through today's auction list.

The land in the south of the city is ranked No. 12, and the land in the west of the city is No. [-].

At the same time, there are many other things that are also bidding together.

But Moran flipped through from beginning to end, but didn't see anything of interest.

Throwing the list of items aside, Mo Ran propped his chin and looked at the auction.

There was no competition for the first few lots, and the transaction process was rather flat.
Soon it was Lot [-].

The current market price of the land in the south of the city is around [-] million yuan.

According to the previous resolution of Yishi's shareholder meeting, the maximum auction limit is [-] million.

It is almost twice the current value.

After all, once you buy it, you will have to invest at least several billion in the later stage.

Even so, in the eyes of real estate investors who don't know what the future holds underground there,

This land is still a sweet pastry.

The price was quickly raised to 8000 million, and the scene gradually began to quiet down.

The auctioneer patrolled around for a while, and the countdown was about to begin.

Yi Beichen quietly pressed the quotation button beside him:

"Seven hundred million."

Neither his box nor his voice,

In this place, it is full of recognition.

The real estate developers, who were still fiercely competitive before, fell silent after seeing Yi Beichen open his mouth.

They are neither Moran nor Yi Beichen.

There is no rebirth, and the future cannot be predicted.

They can't guarantee that they will buy this land at a price that exceeds the current market price by [-] million yuan.
They can not lose.

(End of this chapter)