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Chapter 1850: King Biao

Han Sanqian smiled slightly, and when he closed his eyes, he was calm.

"One thousand one million and four hundred million first time!"

"One thousand one hundred and four hundred thousand the second time!"

"Mr. Zhou!!" Bai Ling'er looked at the eyes of the audience and acted as a last act of coquettishness.

"One thousand one hundred and four hundred thousand, the deal is completed!"

With Lang Yu's final decision, Zhou Shao buried his head in annoyance, and the audience finally got uproar, while Bai Ling'er turned around in anger and ignored Lang Yu.

After a long time, Zhou Shao raised his head unwillingly, glanced at Bai Ling'er next to him, and comforted him: "Ling'er, it's not worth buying a 10 million yuan worth more than 10 million yuan. Although I have money, it's meaningless to waste it like this. Is it different to buy other treasures later?"

Bai Ling'er snorted coldly, but Mr. Zhou's words were not unreasonable, and now that things have come to this point, so what can we do? "I'm afraid you won't be able to buy anything at that time."

Zhou Shaojian Bai Ling'er's tone eased, she smiled, looked at Han Sanqian, and said, "How is that possible? Do you think I am that waste? I don't have the money to join in the fun here?"

Hearing this, Bai Ling'er glanced at Han Sanqian. Seeing that Han Sanqian was closing his eyes, he thought he was asleep. He couldn't help but smile: "That's right. Then I will forgive you first. You should really buy it for me later. Otherwise, it would be as embarrassing as that waste, coming in empty-handed and going out empty-handed."

Zhou Shao patted his chest and immediately promised: "Don't worry, why would I be as good as that kind of garbage?"

Although Han Sanqian had his eyes closed, he was obviously in a state of satisfaction. He had long known everything that happened in the auction hall, and was even more in the plan. If someone really looked at Han Sanqian carefully, he would definitely find that he was not sleeping at all, but a wise man who was planning and determined to win.

As time goes by, the other twenty-three treasures also slowly boarded the auction table. However, it is obvious that compared with the Wanku Hanlian, the subsequent treasures are much worse, so the competition is not too strong.

But at this time, some people suddenly noticed an amazing fact.

That is, when all auctions are finalized, an extremely amazing price will suddenly appear, and more careful people find that these prices will always be 15% of the previous price!

Bai Ling'er was already angry and smoked, because the promise that Mr. Zhou would not be able to do anything for her at all.

In the end, none of the twenty-four treasures fell on Mr. Zhou’s head.

Mr. Zhou was also very frustrated. In the past few dozen times, he had offered to bid the price. He even raised the price very high like buying Wan Kuhan Lotus in the first time, but in the end, he could not resist that guy's crazy price increase.

Every time I'm crazy, who can get more fun with such a crazy person?

At this time, everyone present also began to speculate and search for who is the mysterious buyer who has crazily raised prices in a row.

"Cao, which mysterious person is there at our auction site tonight? It's so fucking ruthless. The price increase is like this, do you want others to play with it?"

"Yes, it's so rich, is it from the three major families?"

"How is that possible? If it is from the three major families, based on their wealth and status, what should they do, aren't some people coming to the door? Who would go to the auction house to join in the fun?"

"But if it weren't for the three major families, who would it be? Who could have such a family background and be so rich?"

A group of people were very speculating, but Han Sanqian, who was the real person involved, kept closing his eyes and resting, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

"Zhou Tianying, the next one is the last king. Are you really planning to let me go back empty-handed today, right?" Bai Ling'er could no longer remain reserved and cursed angrily.

He came happily, and even confidently thought that he could be successful here at least once today, but now, Mr. Zhou still left her empty-handed, and the price increase now makes them look like a joke.

When Mr. Zhou heard Bai Ling'er's dissatisfaction, he woke up from his hesitation and gritted his teeth: "Don't worry, Ling'er, the king's thing, I, Zhou Tianying, will surely win, and those who block me will die."

"Okay, if you can't do it, Zhou Tianying, you can go to be your bachelor with the trash sleeping there." Bai Ling'er said viciously.

Mr. Zhou nodded and glared at Han Sanqian. How could he become such a waste? That kind of waste is not worthy of carrying shoes for himself.

Almost at this moment, Lang Yu returned to the stage and smiled mysteriously: "Now, we have entered the highest stage of this scheduling party, and bring today's bidding king."

As Lang Yu shouted, at this time, several servants slowly walked up with a golden box.
Chapter completed!
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