Hans was an excellent gunner, and the Italian cannon was like an extension of his arm in his hands.
Andrew was determined to get this storage unit, and he planned to use a price war to get it. He knew that there were not many treasure hunters who had brought more money than him.
They had all gotten information about the items in the storage unit, but not many had been able to find out what the items were and how much they were worth.
Hans and the Playboy did not manage to find out about this, but Andrew did. He had a lot of connections in the central region of Arizona, and he had many channels.
Hence, before coming to this auction, he had made meticulous preparations.
The most important preparation was that he had brought enough money.
During the auction, he had been very confident in his bidding, and he had always raised the price by a large amount. Many people were scared away by him, but Hans followed closely.
"Eighty thousand dollars," he shouted.
The treasure hunters looked at him with envy and jealousy, and said, "Sky Eyes is really rich."
He had only enjoyed this for a few seconds when someone immediately shouted, "Eighty-one thousand dollars."
Hearing this annoying voice, he did not even need to look to know that it was Hans who had called out the price.
He gritted his teeth, and raised the price by a large amount again. "Ninety thousand dollars!"
Hans followed up again. "Ninety-one thousand dollars!"
"F * ck!" Andrew cursed in his heart. He looked at Hans fiercely, and said, "Little girl, have you fallen in love with me? You're really chasing after me! "
Hearing his sarcasm, Hans was not angry at all, and only giggled at the side.
The Playboy laughed even more happily. He watched the two of them bidding as if he was watching a show.
Andrew gave the two of them the middle finger, and said, "One hundred thousand dollars!"
Hans said, "One hundred and one thousand dollars!"
Andrew said angrily, "One hundred and two thousand dollars."
Finally, at this price, he stopped raising the price crazily, and started bidding normally.
Obviously, the threshold of one hundred thousand dollars was not easy to cross, and he had to be careful with the subsequent bids.
Seeing this, the Playboy perked up, and raised his hand. "One hundred and ten thousand dollars!"
The treasure hunters who were watching turned to look at him again, and someone said, "Where did they get the money from? These guys are too rich, why are they doing storage auctions with so much money? Wouldn't it be better to participate in real estate transactions? "
"America is full of rich people, brother, let's just watch the show."
"No one else is participating? Just the three of them fighting? I have to say, there are too many poor people here this time! "
"Bullsh * t, why didn't you bid? As if you're not poor! "
In fact, there were still treasure hunters who were interested in this storage unit, but they did not dare to bid.
They had more than a hundred thousand dollars to spend, but they had pooled the money together. The value of the storage unit had not been determined, but they estimated that the goods in the unit could be sold for more than a hundred thousand dollars.
But that was all. They had no idea how much they could sell it for. Otherwise, they would have joined the Hundred Thousand Club long ago, just like the Playboy.
The storage auction industry was very particular about one's vision. Even with the little bug's ability, Li Du had not been able to enter the Hundred Thousand Club. From this, one could see how difficult it was to join the club.
Not being able to determine the exact value of the storage unit meant that there was a possibility of a loss. This kind of price that could easily be in the hundreds of thousands meant that the loss would definitely be in the tens of thousands.
This was a loss that ordinary treasure hunters would not be able to bear. Hence, they could only watch as Cocky and the rest bid, unable to participate.
Now that the Playboy had joined the bidding, things had become more interesting. Andrew's face darkened, and he gritted his teeth to increase the price. "111,000 dollars."
"112,000 dollars," Hans said with a smile.
The Playboy shrugged and made a gesture of giving up space, which meant that he would not compete with you.
Andrew's face darkened, and he said, "113,000 dollars."
Seeing this, the Playboy immediately shouted, "120,000 dollars!"
Andrew was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. Obviously, the two of them were working together to compete with him.
There was a rule in storage auctions, which was that the final price should be half of the estimated value of the goods. For example, if the items in the storage unit were judged to be sold for 8,000 dollars, then the price that the treasure hunters had in mind would be 4,000 dollars.
But there was a prerequisite: the estimated value must be below 10,000 dollars.
If it was more than 10,000 dollars and less than 50,000 dollars, then the price would be 70 percent of the estimated value. If it was more than 50,000 dollars, the price could be raised to 80 percent.
If it was more than 100,000 dollars, the price would be difficult to determine. As long as there was a profit to be made, almost everyone would bid. Even if they could only make a profit of 10 percent, that would still be more than 10,000 dollars.
Andrew and the Playboy were arch-enemies. After the latter joined the bidding, the bidding war started again.
The bidding went all the way to 150,000 dollars. The Playboy shook his head and backed out of the bidding.
Andrew shouted at him, "Come on, continue. Are you out of money, Sicilian hooligan?"
The Playboy sneered and made a gentlemanly bow. He gently waved his hand to signal him to continue bidding.
Hans had not backed out yet. He raised the bid to 151,000 dollars.
Andrew thought for a while, and added another 1,000 dollars.
Hans did not hesitate, and added 1,000 dollars as well.
Just like that, the two of them raised the bid to 165,000 dollars.
At this point, Andrew finally could not stand the pressure of bidding. He gritted his teeth and backed out of the bidding.
Seeing him back out, the Playboy shouted at him, "Hey, weren't you well-prepared? Why did you back out so quickly? "
Andrew sneered, "Didn't you run faster than me?"
Hearing this, Li Du shook hands with the Playboy and smiled. "Congratulations, this storage unit belongs to you now."
The smile on Andrew's face froze. How could he not tell that Hans had been bidding on the Playboy's behalf?
With that, he said gloomily, "So you have two dogs? What good dogs, they really know how to bark. "
Li Du said, "Do you only know how to take advantage of me with words? Sky Eyes, did your Hundred Thousand Club rely on your mouth to boast? "
Andrew said to them fiercely, "Don't be so smug. Don't think that getting this storage unit is a sure win. Are these things worth 165,000 dollars? No, not worth it! "
In fact, Li Du thought so too. If he had to bid, he would have stopped at 120,000 dollars at most.
But the Playboy did not think so. The price he had in mind was 180,000 dollars.
After all, he was the most suitable storage unit owner here. Only he had the best channels to sell these luxurious household goods.
Selling old goods was different from selling new goods. The channels were different, the customers were different, and the selling price was different. The Playboy could sell these luxurious household goods at a high price.
The second storage unit was opened, and the second round of bidding began.
This storage unit still had luxurious household goods, but mainly clothes, shoes, and hats. There was also a small amount of exquisite furniture. The value was much lower than the previous storage unit.
After seeing what was inside, the treasure hunters shook their heads.
"Who is the owner of this storage unit? Is it a prince from some country in the Middle East? "
"If he's so rich, why did he migrate? Isn't it better to stay in his own territory? "
"D * mn, this guy is too wasteful. I hope God punishes him!"
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