Chapter 32
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Soon, a gong sounded, and the auction officially began.
The auctioneer on the stage was also wearing a mask and holding a microphone. His voice was loud and clear.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the auction has officially begun. Today's first item is a fine porcelain from the Song Dynasty. It's the most expensive sky-blue bottle in the Ru Kiln. The starting price is eighty million. The auction starts now!"
"Eighty-one million!"
"Ninety million!"
"One hundred million!"
The crowd was in an uproar. Such a good item was rare in the world. It was a symbol of wealth.
"Master Rong, are we not bidding?"
Mo Tau frowned and asked.
"Have you forgotten our goal today?"
Mo Jinyong said without raising his head.
"I know, it's for the fennel grass. But we should at least bid for one item. I heard that there's a sapphire today. If we bring it back to the old madam, she'll be very happy. It's not bad to give it to Miss Lan."
Mo Tau said excitedly.
"Since when do I need you to care about my business?"
Mo Jinyong looked up and stared at him coldly.
Mo Tau waved his hand and did not say anything.
"One hundred million going once! One hundred million going twice! " “
The auctioneer shouted loudly.
"One hundred and twenty million, ten million!"
"One hundred and fifty million, ten million!"
"Two hundred million!"
Below the stage, there were two people competing with each other, continuously raising the price. Some people were watching a good show.
"Young Master Lin! Stop bidding. There are so many good items. Why do you have to compete with him? "
The assistant at the side said with a little heartache.
"It's none of your business! This is my father's money. I can spend it however I want! "
Lin Cheng said disdainfully with his mask on.
Lin Guodong was busy with business every day. He often gave Lin Cheng bank cards. There was a lot of money in each card. He wanted to use money to make up for his love for Lin Cheng. As time passed, Lin Cheng became more and more dissatisfied. He could only spend money to kill time.
The crowd below the stage exclaimed. A bottle was worth two hundred million?
"Two hundred and ten million!"
The auctioneer raised his sign again. Lin Cheng was furious. He did not have that much money on hand.
Damn it!
"Two hundred and ten million going once! Two hundred and ten million going twice! Two hundred and ten million going thrice! Congratulations to this gentleman for winning this treasure! "
The auctioneer said as he hit the gong....
Next, a sapphire was brought up. A beam of light shone down, making it appear sparkling and translucent.
"Master Rong, Master Rong, look......."
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