At this moment, someone else was prepared to continue bidding.
Right then, Yang Jing, from his booth on the second floor, swept a cold gaze over the crowd and spoke:
"Fifty million!"
At the sound of this number, the entire room fell silent!
This time, the silence was genuine shock from the crowd; many were dumbfounded and in disbelief.
Heavens!
This markup is too harsh! A sudden increase of thirty million! How extravagant!
Even the person who had been shouting with all his might turned pale instantly, as if his bones had been stripped away, and slumped into his seat.
"Pervert. Beast." he muttered in grief.
Even Chu Xue, standing elegantly on the stage, was momentarily stunned. After a while, she regained her composure, glanced at the audience, and quickly called out loudly:
"Fifty million once!"
"Does anyone want to bid higher?"
