To marry into the family in place of his brother? Impossible!

Two days later, the auction was held as scheduled.

Jiang Zhe appeared at the auction wearing a well-tailored dark suit.

His appearance caused a small commotion.

After all, the Jiang family is a well-known family in Jiangcheng. Although they have declined somewhat in recent years, even a fallen camel is bigger than a horse.

Jiang Zhe looked around and his gaze quickly locked onto a figure sitting in the front row.

Song Qingci.

She wore a black long dress with a beige coat over it, her long hair draped over her shoulders, giving her a cool and elegant look.

Jiang Zhe found it strange. He remembered that in his previous life, Song Qingci did not participate in this auction, and the development of that land was something she later acquired from someone else at a high price.

But why is she here this time?

And there was someone sitting next to her, and Song Qingci would occasionally turn her head to look at that person, who seemed very familiar.

Jiang Zhe looked at the person next to him, and then his anger rose. The person was Jiang Jinhuan.

Jiang Zhe's eyes instantly darkened.

It's that useless piece of trash again.

What exactly is he to Song Qingci? A dog? Or a lackey?

But why is he here? Wasn't it agreed that he would disappear from Song Qingci's sight?

He immediately called his father: "Dad, what's going on with Jiang Jinhuan? Why is he at the auction this time?"

On the other end of the phone, Jiang Guodong's voice sounded somewhat tired.

The amount of money involved in this auction is not small, and Jiang Guodong has not been able to get a good rest these past two days because of it.

However, Jiang Zhe persisted, and this time he presented a concrete plan, which helped Jiang Zhe compete for the land again.

Jiang Guodong then said, "This time, Jin Huan didn't contact us on his own initiative. He came to the auction because he was invited. As the general manager of Jiang's Group, he had to attend!"

As for Song Qingci, if she makes a request, Jin Huan has no reason to refuse. It's a crucial opportunity to build a good relationship with the Song family; they can't let it slip away!

Jiang Zhe's face turned ashen upon hearing this; he had figured it out.

As the general manager of the Jiang family, Jiang Jinhuan had to represent the Jiang family on certain occasions.

I never expected that Song Qingci, who didn't come in the previous life, would actually come this time.

He even sat down with Jiang Jinhuan.

Jiang Zhe sneered and strode over.

"Mr. Song, it's been a long time."

Song Qingci raised her head, glanced at him, her expression completely calm: "What is it, Young Master Jiang?"

Jiang Zhe smiled slightly and glanced at Jiang Jinhuan, who had a calm expression beside him.

He tried to appear gentlemanly and composed: "It's nothing, just came to say hello. I didn't expect Mr. Song to be interested in today's auction?"

Song Qingci didn't speak, but simply nodded slightly.

Jiang Zhe turned his gaze to Jiang Jinhuan, his eyes filled with a condescending scrutiny: "Jinhuan, you're here too? You'd better keep a close eye on President Song and not embarrass the Jiang family."

Jiang Jinhuan raised his head, looked at him calmly, and said nothing.

That calmness made Jiang Zhe feel inexplicably irritated.

His eyes always seemed to see right through people.

It's as if all my provocations are just the antics of a clown in the eyes of the other party.

This infuriated him.

"Alright, the auction is about to start, I'm going now."

Jiang Zhe suppressed his displeasure and turned to walk to his seat.

Jiang Jinhuan frowned slightly as he watched his retreating figure.

"He's not normal," Jiang Jinhuan said in a low voice.

Song Qingci tilted her head to look at him: "What do you mean?"

"He seems pretty sure there'll be something worth his effort today!"

"And they firmly believe that this thing can embarrass me!"

Song Qingci looked at Jiang Jinhuan in astonishment: "How did you figure that out?!"

Jiang Jinhuan shook his head and remained silent.

He couldn't very well say that he could tell from the other person's face, because he knew his older brother too well.

He is also very guileless, and his plans are hardly a secret to this psychology whiz.

The auction began soon after.

The previous plots of land were all for small-scale projects, and Jiang Zhe wasn't even interested in bidding against them.

He has only one goal.

Jiang Zhe's eyes finally lit up when the auctioneer brought out a new document and began to introduce the next plot of land.

"The next piece of land to be auctioned is a commercial and residential plot located in the southern part of the city, with a total area of ​​approximately 120 acres and a starting price of 80 million..."

As soon as the auctioneer finished speaking, a murmur arose in the room.

"South of the city? That godforsaken place?"

"Eighty million? Whoever buys that will lose money."

"It's likely to go unsold."

Nobody had a good impression of this land.

Song Qingci then looked at Jiang Jinhuan beside her: "Jinhuan, what do you think of this piece of land?"

Jiang Jinhuan tapped the table with his finger, then shook his head and said, "I don't see the value in this land. I predict that the development of the southern part of the city will lag far behind that of the western part over the next twenty years. I don't think it's worthwhile to invest money in the southern part of the city. If it remains undeveloped for a long time, it will result in losses!"

Upon hearing this, Song Qingci nodded, "Okay, then I don't want this piece of land!"

Jiang Jinhuan looked at Song Qingci in astonishment: "President, you trust me that much?"

Song Qingci suddenly whispered, "How could you forget? You're still my husband!"

This sounds like flirting no matter how you look at it.

Jiang Jinhuan's face flushed slightly upon hearing this.

In the past, he might have told Song Qingci to be mindful of his words, but now, the moment he woke up next to Song Qingci, he no longer had the right to say that.

Song Qingci also forced herself to say those words while suppressing her shyness.

After saying that, he stared intently at Jiang Jin Huan's reaction.

She saw shyness and a hint of guilt on Jiang Jinhuan's face, but no aversion.

This put Song Qingci in a great mood; it seemed that coming here was the right decision.

Song Qingci looked ahead, a gentle smile on her lips.

The auction continued, and while many people whispered among themselves, no one actually wanted to buy the land.

Jiang Zhe sneered inwardly.

A bunch of short-sighted fools. Once the city government's new plan comes out, you'll know what regret really means.

"Eighty-five million." Jiang Zhe held up the sign in his hand.

There was a moment of silence as everyone turned to look at him.

Song Qingci also looked over, her eyes filled with a hint of inquiry.

Jiang Zhe felt her gaze and became even more smug. He deliberately straightened his back to make himself look more composed.

Jiang Jinhuan frowned, turned to look at Jiang Zhe, and said in a low voice, "Jiang Zhe, I don't see any value in this land. I hope you'll think it over carefully!"

Jiang Zhe looked at him with disdain and said, "Heh, Jiang Jinhuan, do you think I'm a fool? You're just saying this on purpose because you want this land, aren't you? What are you pretending to be so noble for?"

Jiang Jinhuan frowned: "The company doesn't have much cash flow, and the investment company for this land won't invest."

Jiang Zhe scoffed, "You think I'm some penniless wretch like you? Don't worry, I'm not using company money. This time, the Jiang family is paying for it themselves. You're no longer a member of the Jiang family. I'm spending my own money; it's none of your business!"