Chapter 37 Two Big Bosses Throw Money at Each Other

At the same time, in the B01 box.

Yuan Yongqin paid close attention to the bidding price below, and asked Qiao Nian: "Someone has raised 4 million, shall we follow?"

Qiao Nian stood on the edge of the stage, saw the precious medicinal herbs placed below, and narrowed his arrogant eyes: "Follow! I will definitely get this thing!"

Yuan Yongqin nodded, her eyes instantly firmed, she walked to the balcony and picked up the bidding card.

"B01, 4.3 million."

Below are people who specifically observe the bidding for each box.

"C09, 4.4 million."

"B02, 5 million."

"F08, 5.1 million."

Qiao Nian played with the phone with one hand, focusing on the auction below, his eyes were casual, and the porcelain-white face was scattered.

Yuan Yongqin followed 7 or 8 hands in a row, and the number of bidders gradually decreased, except for the box next to them that kept following the price every time, and raised the price by a notch every time they bid!

"B02, 7 million."

Fu Sinian called for more than ten rounds in a row. Seeing that the price was about to reach 10 million, a layer of fine fluffy sweat appeared on his forehead.

It's just a legendary traditional Chinese medicine. Is it possible that it can have magical effects like the legend, and it is worth spending so much money?

But Ye Wuchuan didn't speak, he had to bite the bullet and raise the price again and again.

"B01, 7.3 million."

"B02, 7.8 million."

"B01, 8 million."

The staff in charge of bidding under the stage kept bidding. From the beginning, many people bid and gradually became the B area. Box No. 1 and Box No. 2 competed with each other, and the people in other boxes became watching the fun.

"Who are B01 and B02? They're just fleshy ganoderma, what about them?"

"Tsk, it's already called 8 million."

In the B02 box, Fu Sinianjun's face was pale, and the fine sweat on his forehead could not be wiped off. He frowned, stared at the man in the box, and walked around the room anxiously.

"Wan Chuan, 8 million, we still have to follow?"

Ye Wuchuan didn't speak, his thin lips pursed into a straight line.

He didn't expect that someone would snatch him and follow him all the way up to now.

Fu Sinian persuaded him: "I know you want to buy this and give it to Chenchen to try to see if it can cure his disease. But to be honest, no one knows whether this thing works or not. Now that medical technology is so advanced, it is always One day, Chenchen's illness will be cured. There is no need to waste money on this."

Ye Wangchuan's sharp jawline was full of tension. He threw the smoking cessation stick on the table next to him, raised his chin and told Gu San, "Go and find out who is in the box next door."

"Yes, my lord."

Gu San was in a hurry and went out immediately.

"Wanchuan, you..." Fu Sinian hesitated.

Ye Wangchuan narrowed his eyes, bloodthirsty and graceful, and said, "Let's do it again."

Fu Sinian was helpless and could only hold up the sign.

"B02, 8.9 million!"

...

Qiao Nian was playing with his mobile phone in the box when news from the Weilou popped up.

[The building is 100 feet tall: Qiao Xiaonian, you've provoked a ghost. I think the other party is going to fight with you to the end. It's 8.9 million, tsk~ You're going to go bankrupt! 】

Yuan Yongqin didn't expect it to be so troublesome. He turned around and discussed with Qiao Nian: "The other party has paid 8.9 million. If we continue to follow, the other party may follow. What should we do?"

Qiao Nian raised his eyes, those eyes were too wild: "Then go directly to 10 million, if they want to follow, let them continue to follow!"

Money, she has some.

10 million won't make her bankrupt.

She wants to see how far the next door can follow!