The depths of Sikong Ling’s pupils were filled with chills!
Over and over again, this is an internal matter of our Ten Directions Alliance, when will it be your turn to intervene.
[I, Sikong Ling, did not create this game for you to pick peaches.]
He stared deeply at the buyers sitting side by side at Nos. 107 and 108. The unfamiliar faces were naturally not from the three underground giants.
Therefore, it is either a dragon crossing the river, or a few foreign fools who do not know the heights of the world.
"Very good." Sikong Ling said with a smile.
This new species, the Terror-eating Spider, appeared in the Yangtze River Basin, and even directly crossed the coastal fortress. This was very abnormal. The Ten Directions Alliance obtained the information on this creature first, and was ahead of the same period in terms of scientific research progress.
Biotechnology research and development is a project that the Ten Party Alliance attaches great importance to.
Sikong Ling would get the goods, whether they were public or private!
This is one of the weights that Sikong Ling uses to exchange for family status, and it also allows those who are interested to see his ability in handling this matter that is related to the family's face and interests.
Many buyers in the market heard Sikong Ling's unkind tone. Their hearts trembled and they looked at the two buyers who raised the price with complicated eyes.
However.
Whether it was the man and woman in No. 107 or the two taciturn men in No. 108, their faces were extremely calm.
Calm to...
They simply ignored Sikong Ling's warning.
In this case……
Some people who were quick-thinking only felt their hearts pounding, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and their eyes gradually became firm.
"Boss Zhou."
"Mr. Liu."
"This batch of goods, I didn't know you..."
"Haha, let's take a look, let me take a look first. Where is Mr. Liu?" the man known as Boss Zhou replied in a low voice, seemingly polite but without relaxing his tone.
"I don't want to get into trouble." Mr. Liu spoke ambiguously.
The two of them cursed each other secretly at the same time.
…
"It seems that our friends No. 107 and No. 108 are also interested in participating in this game."
Sikong Ling was obviously resentful in his heart, but on the outside he regained his elegant appearance as a young man from an aristocratic family.
"Then in the next 20 seconds, it will be up to us four buyers to end the auction."
"Old rule, the highest bidder gets it."
"On behalf of the Sikong family, I bid 4.1 million." Sikong Ling said with a smile, mentioning four buyers in his words, which was another way to remind everyone in the room.
However, this time, the man and woman sitting in seat 107 looked at each other and made no further bids.
Buyer No. 108, the man with a straight back, didn’t even put down the number plate in his hand.
[Buyer No. 108, quoted price 5.1 million.]
Before they came, the value stated by Shangnan Base Laboratory was between 8 million and 10 million, because this is just a kind of raw material, and post-processing also requires nano-scale processing machinery and equipment and the support of top industrial laboratories. The price
If it's any higher, it won't be appropriate.
So they added an additional 20% to the upper limit of the laboratory estimate.
There are 19 seconds left, and their task is to raise the price directly in these 19 seconds until the price is capped at 12 million.
Sikong Ling's lungs almost exploded.
The two men, who looked like ice cubes, were staring at the screen, as if their ears were deaf.
"I bid 5.2 million on behalf of the Sikong family." Sikong Ling said through gritted teeth. The higher the price he fetched, the lower the profit will be after it is processed through internal channels in the future, and the lower his personal income in this transaction will be.
Cutting off someone's wealth is like killing one's parents.
Sikong Ling looked at the two ice cube men in No. 108 with extremely unkind eyes, and even at this moment, he seemed to be on par with Lu Ze.
Countdown——
18 seconds.
…
In the private room on the second floor, Shi Nan had put down his tea cup, even straightened his body, looking down lightly, thinking about something in his eyes.
Lao Chen beside him was playing with the bracelet playfully and looking at the message he had just received, "If he doesn't increase the price, I will look down on this handsome boy from Sikong's family. But with this increase,
It fell down."
Lao Chen raised his head and looked at Shi Nan's back, and said casually: "Lao Shi, what do you think?"
Shi Nan retracted his gaze from buyers No. 107 and 108, and said calmly: "Buyer No. 107 is from the Scientific Research Department of the Combat Association. The pendants they wear are standard models. It happened that the shipping company transported a batch to the Scientific Research Department. I have some
Impression. Under normal circumstances, it can be thought that the battle association is to seize the high ground of scientific research, but the eyes of the two of them are too casual."
"The tea leaves have been changed twice. The portable bagged version of Dongting Biluochun even took the trouble to fold the packaging bags into flowers. This reflects that they have no original intention to win at all, and it seems that they are just completing a certain task."
"This is still my preliminary inference, but after seeing buyer No. 108, I seem to be able to think of something." Shi Nan looked back at Lao Chen, "Buyer No. 108 is from the Yanhuang military."
"The way they sit and look is so obvious."
Old Chen looked interested, "So where is your analysis?"
Shi Nan looked at the countdown with 17 seconds left and smiled.
"The Ministry of Scientific Research and the military are the backends of the seller of this batch of goods. If we think about it more deeply, we can even speculate that they have secretly reached some kind of agreement with the actual speaker of Hibiscus."
"Individual power in this era has always been single and weak. Obviously, the young man also understands this."
"Textbook-level leverage."
To put it bluntly, Shi Nan, the mysterious controller of the shipping group, relied on the massive information resources at his disposal in his special position, coupled with the brief observation just now, to come up with such an evaluation that is full of high recognition.
"Sure enough, your brain is still as useful as when you were old." Old Chen clapped his hands and said with a smile, "I am very interested in the silk sac of the Terror-Eating Spider King, what should I do?"
"up to you."
"Interesting." Lao Chen slapped his thigh and took the quote machine next to Shi Nan without saying a word.
…
[VIP No. 7, quoted price is 6.1 million!]
There was silence in the venue.
Why is there a fifth store that not only has VIP guests, but also has a starting price of one million yuan?
When he looked at Sikong Ling again, his eyes were filled with anger that could not be concealed.
These big forces are indeed not good things.
He hides information and uses his identity to oppress people.
The words Sikong Ling was about to say were stuck in his throat.
Who is this!
Why are you still a VIP on the second floor?
Don’t these distinguished guests know who I am, Sikong Ling? Don’t they know what the Sikong family represents?
Isn’t my father Sikong Boyuan’s reputation enough?
Veins appeared on the arms of the sleeves. Seeing this, Sikong Ling no longer planned to pretend.
He looked at the audience with cold eyes and said, "Who else is offering a price?"
Countdown to 16 seconds...
Countdown to 15 seconds...
No one bid for two seconds in a row.
Sikong Ling sneered, loosened his collar, raised his head and prepared to speak.
Then, a mechanical system sound sounded from above the head, one after another.
His emotions went through irritability, anger, surprise, shock, and numbness in just one second...
It was the sound of quotations coming and going.
It was a scene comparable to the rush to subscribe for stocks on the stock exchange in the past.
One layer after another.
Converging into a sound wave.
"Buyer No. 44, the price is 6.2 million."
"Buyer No. 58, the price is 6.4 million."
…
Lively sounds like mountains and seas sounded one after another.
The highly competitive Shangnan black market turned into a wet market with fierce bidding.
