Inheritance of Two Trillion Chapter 2792 - 1974: Are You Crazy!

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Previously on Inheritance of Two Trillion...
The bidding meeting began, but Mr. Guoba, who had consumed a questionable drink, started experiencing severe stomach pains and uncontrollable flatulence. The embarrassing situation escalated during the speeches, causing Mr. Guoba to flee the room in distress.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, "Mr. Guoba" awkwardly dashed out to find a restroom, causing the atmosphere in the entire room to plunge to freezing point.

After a moment of silence, the general manager of Lan GO Company came back to his senses. In front of the distinguished guests from the political and media circles, he suppressed his emotions and forced a smile for everyone.

"Everyone... um, does anyone else need to use the restroom?!"

Everyone present quickly shook their heads repeatedly.

"Okrak Company, are you still able to continue participating in the bidding conference?" The general manager of Lan GO Company asked Bai Xiaosheng.

The crowd also turned their eyes to Bai Xiaosheng.

Okrak Company is an Auston Family enterprise, and Bai Xiaosheng came with "Mr. Guoba" as a representative of Okrak Company at this meeting, naturally regarded as one of Okrak’s bidders.

At this moment, the situation with "Mr. Guoba" could very likely affect the bidding, so the general manager asked whether Bai Xiaosheng had the authority to represent "Mr. Guoba" and continue participating.

"I can participate, I have no issues." Bai Xiaosheng calmly and confidently replied, pulling the copy of the bid document placed by "Mr. Guoba" in front of him.

In truth, even if "Mr. Guoba" hadn’t gotten into this situation, Bai Xiaosheng would have intervened in this matter.

Moreover, by the looks of it, "Mr. Guoba" won’t be coming back anytime soon...

The copy of the bid document, still weighted down by "Mr. Guoba’s" phone, was put back in place by Bai Xiaosheng.

The general manager of Lan GO Company nodded at the scene, smiled, and looked around, "Then let’s continue, where were we just now..."

Bai Xiaosheng bowed his head and opened the bid document, skimming through ten lines at a glance, spending only a few seconds on each page.

He was memorizing its contents.

According to "Mr. Guoba," this bid document was actually provided by Lan GO Company as just a prop.

However, even if it’s just a prop, it’s important to remember some key content to put up a good show.

Since Bai Xiaosheng wasn’t sure which parts he would need, he simply memorized the whole thing.

This would be an impossible task for an average person, remembering a bid document in such a short time.

But for Bai Xiaosheng, it was easy.

Red Lotus would scan the content Bai Xiaosheng reviewed into his brain, readily retrievable, although doing so would greatly drain Bai Xiaosheng’s energy.

Onstage, the general manager of Lan GO Company gave a lengthy and generous speech, full of "welcomes, prospects, and expectations," lasting a full half-hour.

During this time, Bai Xiaosheng had already digested most of the bid document.

Finally, the general manager of Lan GO Company, smiling, continued, "What pleased us most today is the attendance of our distinguished Mogran guests, along with friends from the media. Initially, I hoped they could give a speech, but the guests preferred just to listen, and we will fully respect their wishes."

"Our bidding conference will now commence."

From the audience, Bai Xiaosheng glanced at the time, then the entrance.

Initially, he thought "Mr. Guoba" would return, as you never know—it might take long or it might be quick.

But now, seeing as how over half an hour had passed and "Mr. Guoba" still hadn’t appeared,

his situation must be quite severe...

...

At this moment, inside the restroom in a corner of the hallway, "Mr. Guoba" was still struggling hard.

Initially, he had gotten up and even walked out, but after only a few steps, he turned back. This happened two or three times, and eventually, it seemed like he was rooted to the toilet.

The cramping pain in his stomach caused beads of sweat to form on his forehead.

Fortunately, this restroom was designated for guests only, meaning no employees could use it; otherwise, they would’ve been scared just by his painful groans.

"Damn it, what kind of... cursed formula is this, though it’s good for weight loss... those damned Mogran experts..."

"Mr. Guoba" cursed miserably while holding onto the wall, grimacing in pain.

His stomach felt a little better, and he reached for the toilet paper, only to find none.

His face immediately changed, and he turned to see that he had used up all the available toilet paper.

"Mr. Guoba" quickly searched for his phone, but after checking his entire body, he found nothing, and his face turned ashen pale.

Although he was already quite pale to start with.

Thinking of how he had been stuck in the restroom for so long without anyone else coming in, "Mr. Guoba" felt a buzzing in his head. Just as he was about to call out for help, he felt a tumult in his stomach like landslides and tsunamis, producing sounds like howls of wolves and tigers.

With no other options, he could only grimace and continue his business.

...

Meanwhile, back in the conference room, the bidding process had already begun in full swing, with one quote followed by another, each offering better terms.

However, everyone started from an extremely high price, gradually lowering their bids, but not by much, creating a perception that this was the current market price in Mogran.

Soon, it was Okrak Company’s turn to quote.

Bai Xiaosheng reported the price according to the bid document, only to be quickly outbid by others.

This was entirely expected, and Bai Xiaosheng remained calm and patiently waited.

From the front row, the distinguished guests turned back to watch the lively scene, nodding frequently and whispering among themselves.

These individuals—were they the bigwigs from the Mogran political and media circles?

Seeing that the focus of the Lan GO Company’s general manager and vice-general manager was entirely fixed on them, Bai Xiaosheng’s eyes flickered slightly.

It seemed today’s bidding conference could not tolerate any mishap...

Bai Xiaosheng also began to secretly plan.

Finally, it was time for the bidding by those three "special" individuals.