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Chapter 299

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Bidding

"Member Number 117 bids ten million!"

Wow.

Over the years, the customers of the auction house had already developed a rule.

Good items were all slowly cooked, and auctioned with a small but intense amount. Not only would this show the value of the item, it would also allow everyone to participate.

The price had just been raised to four million, and now it was instantly raised to one thousand. This immediately caused many members to lose the right to bid.

Many people subconsciously looked towards the number the auctioneer mentioned …

On the third floor.

The group of people instantly did not dare to speak anymore.

The people on the third floor were all at the top of the business circle. So what if they broke the rules? What's more, the rules were set by the mid to low leveled members, it wasn't the rules of the auction house!

The members in the other rooms also looked over. Since they were all members of the third floor, the people in the other rooms chose to give up out of consideration for both sides. Since Xiao Hai and co. knew that the room was Su Yiyun's, they naturally did not raise the price.

"Su Yiyun."

Han Yu squinted his eyes and glanced through the window.

"Didn't this grandson not dare to be interested in antiques? It's fine if he bought the first one for his dad, but why did he bid for another one? "

After thinking about it for a long time, the corner of his mouth gradually curled up, and he pressed the bidding device.

"Member Number 196 bids twenty million!"

Ye Zichen raised the price once again before the auctioneer finished.

"Member Number 117 bids fifty million!"

Only then did the auctioneer reveal a satisfied smile. Before the auction, all the items were priced. She could only enjoy the commission brought by the item if the price reached a certain height.

Fifty million!

Everyone in the auction house was shocked.

"Ye-zi, what are you doing!" Su Yiyun stared at Ye Zichen, who was holding the bidding device, in shock. "There's no point in using fifty million to buy such a crappy thing!"

"You don't understand!" Ye Zichen replied plainly.

The moment the scabbard appeared, Ye Zichen's mind went into a daydream.

He naturally understood that it was not a daydream, but something he had experienced in the past. In the past, the scabbard on his waist was practically the same as the one on the stage.

What's more, he subconsciously wanted to put the scabbard into his pocket.

"Then who is the person who has been fighting with me over it?" Ye Zichen frowned.

"That number seems to be Han Yu's." Su Yiyun raised his eyebrows. "I didn't see him at the venue just now. I thought he wasn't here!"

"Hehe, this grandson!" Ye Zichen twitched his mouth.

Just then …

"Member 196 bids 60 million!"

Then, Ye Zichen raised the price once again!

"Member 117 bids 100 million!"

Everyone could sense Member 117's eagerness for this item. The people in the other private rooms on the third floor were also stunned.

They could feel that the two of them had just started. It was obvious that Member 117 needed this product more, while Member 196 was purely here to disgust people.

As a fellow member of the third floor, this was a little disrespectful.

"Member 196 bids 110 million!"

"This Han Yu is very rich!"

Ye Zichen squinted his eyes. The members of the clubhouse didn't raise the price randomly. They had to be able to calculate and judge that he could take out so much money before they would admit it. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a mess if they just randomly increased the price?

"I have to get someone to investigate their family when I have time. It's really thought-provoking for the mayor's son to be able to take out so much money!"

Ye Zichen smiled, then pressed down on the auction device.

"Member 117 bids 120 million."

With that, Ye Zichen dialed Fatty Bai's number.

"Fatty, how much money can the jewelry store take out? I want to buy something, and it needs a lot of money!"

"About 130 million!"

Ye Zichen's heart sank when he heard Fatty Bai's words.

He definitely couldn't buy it with that bit of money.

"You're out of money, right?" Han Yu, who was leisurely drinking red wine in the room, pursed his lips and smiled. "You tricked me out of sixty million. Don't you want this sword sheath? Then prepare to bleed!"

"Member 196 bids 150 million!"

Han Yu said so much, if Ye Zichen suddenly didn't want it anymore, then he might actually cough up blood.

"Your grandson is lucky!"

Ye Zichen licked his lips and said to Su Yiyun.

"Help me contact the auction house. I want to exchange it with something!"

A few minutes later, a man in an auction house outfit appeared in the room with a middle-aged man beside him.

"Sir, did you say that you want to exchange it with something?"

Ye Zichen nodded, then took out five wild ginsengs from his pocket.

Just from the appearance of the ginsengs, one could tell that they were very old. What's more, there was a faint fragrance that spread out from them. Ye Zichen felt refreshed just by smelling it.

"I want to use these five thousand year wild ginsengs to exchange for it!"

At the same time, a man also appeared outside Han Yu's room.

"Sir, the person in Room 117 requests to exchange it with something else. Please bid the highest price you can accept!"

During this period of time, the sword sheath was not auctioned off, and the auctioneer continued.

A man suddenly appeared beside the auctioneer and whispered into his ear. The auctioneer nodded, then smiled after the man left.

"Congratulations to Member 117 for winning the ancient sword sheath!"

"Yay!"

Ye Zichen, who was in the room, clenched his fist. Winning the sword sheath was more important than anything else. Han Yu was also shocked when he heard that, but he quickly revealed a satisfied smile.

Being able to make Ye Zichen pay a lot was more important than anything else.

Not long later, the staff of the auction house brought the sword sheath to his room. At the same time, the staff handed him a membership card.

"Sir, this is the club's membership card. With this card, you can enjoy the treatment of high-level members in all the clubs in the country. "

Ye Zichen nodded and accepted the card. The card wasn't really important to him.

The important thing was the sword sheath.

"Ye-zi, just what's so amazing about it that you're willing to spend so much money to exchange for it with something as valuable as a thousand year ginseng?"

Su Yiyun revealed a confused expression. Ye Zichen merely smiled.

"I just want to collect it. I feel like this sword sheath has collection value."

Ye Zichen brushed his finger across the patterns on the sword sheath. He could feel the familiarity of the sword sheath. More importantly, the moment he brushed his hand across it, the rust on the sword sheath seemed to have lessened significantly …

"Don't bullshit with me. Do you think I don't know you? There's definitely something special about this sword sheath," Su Yiyun revealed a curious expression. Su Yiyun revealed a curious expression. "Tell me, what's so special about this scabbard? That grandson, Han Yu, is definitely feeling smug about screwing you over. Tell me what's so special about it and make me happy! "

"Hehe, I'm not telling you!"

Ye Zichen smiled. At that moment, the phone in Ye Zichen's pocket also rang.

Ye Zichen smiled when he saw the caller ID, then put his phone away. Then, his expression drastically changed, and he threw the sword sheath into Su Yiyun's arms.

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