Chapter 77 Deal
As Yang Cheng expected, after passing the first hurdle of 490 million yuan, the rest are big bulls with dry goods on hand. After two rounds of tentative confrontation, Yang Cheng and Jerry Kushler temporarily fell silent. , change to other people to start the 'performance', and within a few minutes, the price was raised to 580 million US dollars, which was close to the critical point.
600 million US dollars is the bottom line Yang Cheng set before he came here. If the building is less than 600 million US dollars, he can sublease or sell it off-hand even if he doesn’t use it in the future. , Don’t even think about using this building to cash out for at least 5 years.
And the price of 580 million is already beyond the ability of most people. Currently, the number of people present who can come up with 600 million in cash at one time is no more than a slap in the face.
The anxious scene made people dare not show their atmosphere, only the auctioneer was still shouting hard on the stage.
Yang Cheng loosened his tie, glanced at the hesitant Jerry Kushler from the corner of his eye, raised his arm, "600 million."
This is the first time that someone has raised the price in this auction. The auctioneer was taken aback, and quickly shouted, "600 million, this is here, Mr. No. 6 on my right is bidding 600 million US dollars, OMG, how wonderful and wonderful! Crazy numbers, 600 million for the first time, 600 million, 600 million, 600 million, let's see if we can break through 600 million."
The auctioneer's enthusiastic tone kept repeating the figure of 600 million, shocking people's hearts. This is a kind of language skill, and there may be placards that can't stand the excitement when the head is hot.
But Yang Cheng almost hated him to death, tmd hasten to drop the hammer.
"600 million US dollars for the second time!" Seeing no one responding, the auctioneer quickly changed his technique, slowed down his speech, prolonged the syllables, and scanned the entire venue with his eyes like a scanner. But his eyes.
"610 million! Oh my god, it's unbelievable. Mr. No. 7 in the front row bid 610 million." The auctioneer was about to shout for the third time when all the hammers were lifted up, and the coherent movements were caught by Jie. Rickushler interrupted abruptly.
Yang Cheng's heart sank, he stopped hesitating, and immediately raised a placard to call out the price, "600 million and 20 million."
"620 million, I can't find the words to describe my mood at this time, 620 million, is there still a sign? 620 million is the first time." The auctioneer's mouth seemed to be on the Liaotang's machine gun was jumping out words non-stop.
At this time, the eyes of the audience were all on Jerry Kushler, and the other competitive bidders had already given up bidding, and their number plates were all thrown aside.
The auctioneer also locked on Jerry with fiery eyes, eyes full of beautiful knives, the higher the turnover, the higher the auctioneer's commission.
"620 million for the second time." The auctioneer controlled the rhythm very well. Although he wanted to wait indefinitely to give Jerry enough time to think, he still had to shout.
Yang Cheng was worried. This price was also his last bid. Just chasing the price without pausing just now was just a bluff to show Jerry Kushler the illusion that it is inevitable.
Su Su obediently did not pull out the little hand that was squeezed red by Yang Cheng because of nervousness, and frowned cutely and murmured, "Drop the hammer, why doesn't the old man drop the hammer?"
God is sorry, the auctioneer is only over 50 years old, but he looks a little older, his hair is a little grayer, so he is a grandfather.
"620 million for the ~third time."
"Da~" With a crisp sound, the auctioneer's hammer finally fell, and with it Yang Cheng's nervous little heart.
"Congratulations, Jason." After the hammer fell, the audience burst into applause. Jerry Kushler didn't seem to be depressed.
"Thank you, Jerry, it's you who let me be humble." Yang Chengyu shook his hand, and smiled modestly. The other party was half a head taller than him, and it was always uncomfortable to be looked down upon.
"Don't say that, in fact, 600 million US dollars is my bottom line, and the final price increase is just a gamble.
I didn't expect you to be so courageous. "Jerry shook Yang Cheng's hand, and patted Yang Cheng's shoulder to resume the game.
Yang Cheng tilted his head, let go of his hand, and took half a step back without leaving a trace, so that he would not look up, and joked with a wry smile, "You won this one, but it cost me 20 million dollars more, this courage Really expensive!"
"Haha, the real estate in Manhattan is still quite valuable, and in recent years, Z-funded companies have entered the United States with a lot of money. The real estate market is their main investment direction. It's easy to hold it in their hands for two years and then resell it for another 100 million."
Judging from Jerry's opinion, he still has some ink in his stomach, no wonder he can be followed wholeheartedly by the first princess in the future, so he did not hesitate to change his beliefs.
"You are right, but I bought the property for my own use. By the way, I remember that the "New York Observer" is under your name? That is a publication I must read every day." Yang Cheng casually mentioned Jerry Ku The most colorful acquisition of Schiller's career was clearly intentional.
"Oh, I heard that you bought Tribune Publishing Company, which is the third largest newspaper group in the United States. The cumulative sales volume of its newspapers per issue exceeds one million. Now you want to bring it to Manhattan? Dude, I have to say you do A great decision."
Jerry Kushler never mentioned the New York Observer, and returned the focus of the topic to Yang Cheng in a few words, which made people listen very comfortably and could not find fault.
There were rumors in the previous life that Jerry Kushler was a master at playing political games, so it seems that it is not unfounded.
Yang Cheng knew that this was not a good place to talk about things, "Thank you, I just want to be lazy, so I don't have to fly to Chicago to work every day."
"Haha, I understand, no one wants to leave Manhattan." Jerry agreed, and then extended an invitation to Yang Cheng, "Tomorrow night I will hold a party at Trump Tower, Jason, if you are interested, you can come and we can chat Let’s talk about the media.”
"Okay, but I had an operation a while ago, so I'm afraid I can't drink, so don't blame me for disappointing." Yang Cheng hesitated for about a second, then nodded and accepted the invitation, and laid an ambush in advance, lest others I think he is pretending to be 13 by not drinking at the party.
"It doesn't matter, the invitations are all friends. The main purpose is to create a place for everyone to gather and chat. It doesn't matter whether you drink or not. I will send the invitation to your house later?"
"Okay, I'll be there on time tomorrow night."
The two shook hands and said goodbye, and Yang Cheng followed up with the acquaintances who came to congratulate him for a while, and then went to the backstage to complete the formalities under the leadership of the auctioneer. It will be completed within a month.
Yang Cheng, who walked out of the lobby of the Four Seasons Hotel, looked up at the blue sky, and exhaled heavily. He earned a quarter of the funds for the acquisition of the 7bryantpark building this time in the crude oil futures market, and spent a quarter of it all at once. It hurts.
"Let's go, I'll take you to the hotel first, and you can find a house by yourself tomorrow, don't worry." Yang Cheng shook his head to dispel distracting thoughts, and said to the big loli beside her.
The big white rabbit was sent to the mouth of the big bad wolf, but due to his physical condition, he could only satisfy his eyesight and couldn't eat it. Is there anything more aggrieved than this in the world?
Susu knew that it was useless for her to object, so she obediently agreed.