"It's just that the villager is determined to get this thing. After all, if the money is gone, you can make it again, but once you miss some treasures, you will miss them forever."
"Zhuang also wants to give this treasure to my wife."
"You also know that this woman's ability to protect herself is very average. It would be reassuring if she was protected by such a treasure."
"There is no way. If you don't pamper your own woman, how can you let others pamper you?"
Han Sanqian laughed loudly, this is so stupid, the routines are really layered one after another, you damn well know how to play it.
If you use provocation on yourself first, this will bring out the guise of a woman.
This is clearly telling everyone that if you don’t buy this thing, you don’t love your woman enough.
After beating the snake seven inches, it is obvious that the man named Zhuang is almost as smart as Luo Jin. In just a few seconds, he discovered that Han Sanqian loved Su Yingxia very much.
Therefore, talking about her, coupled with the previous words, two-pronged approach, as long as he is a man, I am afraid he will not swallow this breath.
Han Sanqian smiled softly: "Okay, in that case, a gentleman will not take away what others like, so I will give this thing to Mr. Zhuang as a friend."
After finishing speaking, Han Sanqian waved his hand directly towards Luo Jin: "Lord Luo City, it's time for you to shout."
Suppressing his laughter, Han Sanqian pulled back and looked up into the distance with an upright look, not looking at the person named Zhuang at all.
He was really afraid that he would laugh uncontrollably after watching it.
"What?!"
Zhuang was also obviously stunned. He didn't expect that Han Sanqian would suddenly come back. He...he wouldn't fucking stop filming?!
Did you hear it correctly?!
If he doesn't take the photo, then... he will have to buy the Wheel of Fire for the price of 31.1 billion?
No...it can't be?!
"Three hundred and one billion, the first time."
City Lord Luo also shouted appropriately, and this sound directly brought Mr. Zhuang, who was in shock, back to reality.
That's right, Han Sanqian really doesn't want to film anymore!
It’s him who’s sitting and taking the photo now!!
The group of wealthy businessmen who colluded with him in the audience were also dumbfounded. Their eyes were as big as bells. Obviously, they did not expect that Han Sanqian would suddenly pull out the fire at such a critical moment and completely wipe out the village.
The gentleman died on the auction block.
"Three hundred and one billion, the second time." Lord Luo shouted again.
But it is impossible for anyone to bid again at the scene. With more than 30 billion, even if it is discounted by half, no one may buy it.
There is just too much money.
"Wait a minute." The man named Zhuang shouted hurriedly.
Luo Jin frowned slightly, a little puzzled: "What's the matter with Mr. Zhuang?"
The man surnamed Zhuang looked at Han Sanqian and said with some reluctance: "Dignified guest, do you really not want to continue playing with Zhuang?"
"He has no guts!"
"I told you a long time ago that he was just here to pretend. Now that he has more money, he can no longer pretend."
"Damn, that's really impressive."
"If you feel like it, keep playing. Don't you fucking like playing?"
"Let someone like Mr. Zhuang slap this kind of garbage dog in the face right there."
The few wealthy businessmen who had arranged in advance also seized the opportunity and started talking to Han Sanqian.
Han Sanqian smiled softly. These tricks might be useful against others, but they were really useless against him.
We have seen a lot on the earth, and we have even seen a lot all along the way.
"I don't plan to continue playing." Han Sanqian still answered calmly: "331 billion, I am not as rich as Mr. Zhuang."
"It's like what they say. People like me are just pretending. It's okay to make a fuss. With so much money, I really can't keep pretending."
"Lord Luo City, please continue."
You didn't need you to step on his posture. Han Sanqian lowered his posture to a very low level, leaving the crowd with nothing to scold.
The man surnamed Zhuang is ashen-faced, and he has more than 30 billion. I can't say he can't get it, I can only say that he is almost going to sell his property.
Once the family property is sold, one's financial resources are equivalent to losing the ability to make blood. For the person named Zhuang, this is almost equivalent to ending the second half of his life prematurely.
He regretted it and was unwilling to do so. He originally wanted to make a name for himself and make money, but in the end, he lost the rice instead of stealing the chicken...
If he had known this earlier, he shouldn't have raised the price.
"Okay, for the third time, 31.1 billion, I declare that it is successful..."
