Zhao Kun's expression changed. 'Li Yang actually has the money to bid for a second Anticancer Agent?'
However, Li Yang had only spoken up after the bidding reached 120 million. It was too late for him to call Zhao Qianxing now.
In fact, this was Li Yang's plan all along.
Knowing the Zhao family was aware of his father's condition, Li Yang had guessed they wouldn't interfere with his bid for the first Anticancer Agent. But he wasn't sure what their attitude would be toward a second one and thought they might try to sabotage him.
That was why Li Yang had waited until the last moment to make his move.
"One hundred and thirty million. Do I have any higher bids?" the elderly auctioneer asked with a smile.
Zhao Kun's face darkened, and he suddenly called out, "One hundred and forty million."
The moment he spoke, a murmur of excitement went through the crowd as if a good show was about to start.
"Zhao Kun is competing against his own nephew."
