Chapter 236 Li Qiao Lost
Chapter 236 Li Qiao Lost
Supreme made a move.
Li Qiao's expression turned cold for an instant, and her fingers tapping on the table suddenly stopped.
In three years, she met Venus Supreme for the first time.
Uncle Zong looked nervously at the auctioneer, while also anxiously waiting for Li Qiao's order.
To be honest, if the Supreme makes a move, the miss's chances of winning are almost zero.
Unless the other party quits, otherwise...
At this time, Uncle Zong lowered his voice and suggested into the headset: "Miss, give up, once the supreme card is issued, even if you fill up the fund pool, you can't win at all."
The fund pool of top members has a capped amount of 30 billion.
But in front of Supreme, the money is at most a multiple of two or three rounds.
Li Qiao didn't respond to Uncle Zong, but was thinking about how many times she could interact with Supreme with the spare money in her hand.
In this situation, the appeal of this "Autobiography of the Stock God" to the audience has already been pushed to the peak.
The Supreme that has not been sold for a long time has come out to bid, which is enough to prove its value.
But once the supreme came out, no one dared to fight.
Even the other top members have long been as quiet as chickens.
During the short battle between heaven and man, Li Qiao squinted her eyes, gradually curled her fingers, and coldly quoted the price to Uncle Zong, "Three billion."
Uncle Zong was stunned, and there was a look of helplessness between his brows and eyes, but he held up the number plate without hesitation, "Three billion..."
He was a little surprised, he didn't expect Miss to have such a big obsession with this failed autobiography.
At this moment, all eyes were on Uncle Zong.
There was an uproar.
500 million to 3 billion, six times the price increase, it is clear that it is on the bar with Supreme.
Even Shang Fu, who has been on the sidelines, can't help but laugh.
She was sure that the supreme being was Shang Shaoyan, and in such a situation, the top member who didn't know how deep or deep wanted to grab something from him.
This person's mind doesn't seem to be very bright.
At this moment, the bidders at the venue once again moved their eyes to Director Venus.
The price of the top member is six times higher, and according to the rules, the supreme member must also pay six times the price.
Probably not.
A broken autobiography, 18 billion? Supreme really willing to do it?
Then, Director Venus heard the instructions in the headset, looked at Uncle Zong with sympathy for a moment, cleared his throat, and said, "The supreme price is 30 billion."
Hold!
Ten times the price.
Supreme, it really lives up to its name!
At this moment, at the auction site of Venus, money was completely reduced to numbers.
Countless people became curious about the identity of the supreme being, and couldn't help but worship him.
If 30 billion is thrown out, the top member will have to increase the price by ten times.
300 billion? Doomed to lose.
At this time, Uncle Zong was already sweating profusely. He covered his headset and said with relief: "Miss, give up, it's over, this price exceeds the total amount of your fund pool."
The membership system of Venus has strict regulations, and the classification of members is also based on this.
Because this is not only a pool of funds, but also a non-responsible consumption quota given by Venus.
If you do not have flexible cash flow, then the amount of the fund pool can be used by you, as long as you make up the money within three days.
A top member, with a fund pool of up to 30 billion, also means that Li Qiao's capped turnover in a single auction is also the same.
As for the supreme member, the fund pool is unlimited, which is the reliance of the supreme authority.
Right now, Li Qiao pursed her lips and said nothing, but she knew that she lost tonight.
Not lost to Supreme.
Instead, it lost membership privileges.
Indeed, this autobiography is not that important to her, but it is rare to have a collision with the Supreme, but was forced to withdraw due to the hierarchy.
The other party also obviously deliberately raised the price to her cap amount.
This feeling is as uncomfortable as a stick in the throat.
Li Qiao's eyes were dark and irritated, and she was very unhappy, her fingers tightly pinched the teacup, her knuckles turned white.
The scene was quiet for a few seconds. Uncle Zong finally breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't hear Li Qiao's response.
In the end, "The Autobiography of the Stock God", which failed three times, was sold at the Venus Auction for 30 billion yuan.
At the same time, it has become a word-of-mouth anecdote in the auction world.
Venus' ability to turn waste into treasure is indeed rare in the world.
...
After the auction was over, Li Qiao was sitting in the lounge burning with anger, staring blankly at the big screen in front of her, violent emotions rampaging in her body.
Not long after, Uncle Zong came in from the door holding a small suitcase.
A frightening sense of suffocation spread in the living room.
Uncle Zong carefully put the suitcase on the table, and persuaded him: "Miss, don't be too angry, this matter...is normal.
We haven't met Supreme before, but even if we bumped into each other tonight, it would be an honorable defeat.
I have been in Venus for so long, and I have never seen a top member dig a hole for Supreme.
Think about it, if you buy a broken autobiography for 30 billion, I guess the supreme is also annoyed. "
Uncle Zong's words were purely to appease Li Qiao.
In fact, everyone knows that for Supreme, even if he buys a bottle of Coke for 30 billion, he will not have any emotions.
Because that is the confidence and calmness brought by money.
At this time, Li Qiao took a deep breath, and when she closed her eyes, she said in a very low tone: "I didn't dig a hole for him."
She really intends to compete with Supreme.
Hearing the sound, Uncle Zong was startled, but was speechless.
Half a minute later, Li Qiao calmed down, her eyes fell on the handbag, and she calmed down and said, "Uncle Zong, have you seen the Supreme tonight?"
Uncle Zong shook his head blankly, "No, the status of Supreme is a top secret in Venus. My rank is not high enough to even enter the VIP floor, let alone meet him."
Li Qiao lowered her eyes, covering the irritability in her eyes.
She picked up the glove box on the table, put on the mask again, and left the lounge with a sigh.
Uncle Zong escorted her to the VIP parking lot, staring at the red sports car driving away, he couldn't help shaking his head.
This is the first time Miss has lost at the Venus Auction, one can imagine how she feels.
...
After a while, Li Qiao drove out of the underground passage, and just reached the turn where the garage and the side road connected, when she was blocked by a figure on the side of the road ahead.
Normally, she would probably slow down and give way.
But at this moment, Li Qiao was in an extremely depressed mood, honking the horn with a cold face, and the roar of the engine also made a loud noise.
At this time, the figure wandering on the side of the road heard the sound of the horn, and instead of dodging, they continued to walk across the road at a leisurely pace.
The car body was getting closer and closer, and a second before the collision of the person and the car, the piercing sound of emergency brakes pierced the tranquility of the night.
The front of the Maserati is less than half a meter away from the man's leg socket on the street.
With a cigarette butt in his hand, the other party looked back at the car body contemptuously. The next second, he sneered sideways and raised his leg, stepping on the Maserati logo.
And the moment he turned his cheek, Li Qiao also saw that familiar face.
Qiu Huan!
At this moment, Qiu Huan stepped on the hood with one leg, pressed his elbow on his knee, smiled wickedly, and raised his chin towards the Maserati's cab, "Speeding to reincarnate?"
He couldn't see the person in the cab clearly, but he could vaguely discern that it seemed to be a woman.
Wearing a mask, wearing a ball head, shameless in the middle of the night?
The car window was lowered slowly, Qiu Huan narrowed his eyes, and then heeled the hood again, "My friend, do you know what will happen if you hit me?"