However, nothing changed in the auction hall. Everyone still looked very calm, some people even had open disdain on their faces.
"Who the hell is in VIP Room No.1? Such a tiny bit of guts, adding money like some broke-ass every time."
"Yeah, it's already at a hundred million, and he only adds ten million each time, tsk tsk."
"Can't even be compared with VIP Room No.3."
"..."
A lot of people were talking with open mockery.
Even Chu Xue wasn't very excited at this moment. She spoke calmly:
"One hundred and ten million, first call. Anyone else want to bid?"
Ning Bufan's face instantly went dark as the bottom of a pot.
"Damn it!" he ground his teeth and then glared viciously at VIP Room No.3. He wanted to see whether that No.3 still dared to raise the price!
Yang Jing's expression was very calm. After hearing No.1 bid again, the corner of his mouth curled into a mocking sneer and he directly said, "Three hundred million."
Instantly!
The auction hall went dead silent.
