"900 million, the VIP in room three has paid 900 million." The emcee seemed to have been excited by the successive price increases.
She carefully calculated whether she could take the commission and live her life with peace of mind after this vote was passed.
"Han Yi, how much should we add this time?" Ye Zhiding turned back with interest, not feeling any regret at all for spending so much money.
In her heart, money is just a series of numbers.
But now, it's not my own money.
A trace of anticipation flashed across her delicate and pretty face, and it turned out that swiping a few zeros on the screen was such a charming thing.
Han Yi lowered his face and did not answer Ye Zhiding's words.
The slender fingers tapped the table rhythmically, making a crisp sound.
And the brain is running rapidly, calculating the opponent's strength and purpose.
As we all know, the Han family and the Bai family are both carrying out a business reform plan.
At present, a large amount of funds have been invested in the preliminary construction, and the backup funds are astronomical.
If we continue to increase prices now, it is very likely that Han's funds will be in trouble and cause a certain degree of liquidity failure.
If the person in VIP Room No. 3 was Han's enemy, would he have known that the person sitting in VIP Room No. 5 was him?
As a result, a series of conspiratorial price increases were carried out in an attempt to cause the Han family to suffer from capital turnover problems due to this auction?
The whole place was silent, and everyone present seemed to be able to hear their own heartbeats.
The emcee had shouted excitedly over and over again.
It's just that this time, the person in private room No. 5 was no longer decisive in bidding.
Could it be that the competition for the ring has come to an end, and the ownership was finally decided at a price of 900 million?
"Countdown time, ten, nine, eight..."
Ye Zhiding clenched his fists, and his heartbeat became more and more chaotic as the countdown to one got closer and closer.
In the blink of an eye, the last two seconds were left.
Han Yi still didn't move. Ye Zhiding gritted his teeth and prepared to put a price of one billion on it.
She doesn't care about the money, not to mention that Wei Li is behind her.
She believed that if Wei Li was behind her at this time, he would definitely agree with her approach.
"Two billion." Han Yi suddenly raised his head.
Ye Zhiding was stunned, not daring to delay, and typed in an extra two characters between one hundred and one hundred million.
At the last second, the people in the audience finally saw the number 0 jumping on the screen.
1.2 billion...
…
"Lord, we lost." The masked man turned off the computer in despair and said to the man who was still sitting in his seat and wearing a silver mask.
He should be the one who should be furious the most.
Various guesses have led them to almost guess that the VIP in VIP Room No. 5 is a member of the Han family.
According to the current situation of the Han family, 1.2 billion in funds are simply not available!
The man in the silver mask didn't speak, and even the smile on his lips never froze.
"Walk."
"Uh, Han Yi, you win." Ye Zhiding turned around. The moment the master of ceremonies announced the ownership of the ring, she suddenly wanted to give this man a warm hug.
It wasn't until the next second that my mind reacted.
This victory belongs entirely to this man.
She is just a foil for this bidding.
In Han Yi's heart, he had no right to celebrate together.
At the Century Cruise Ship Auction, ordinary guests use on-site physical transactions, but those in the VIP room have a special privilege.