Dorela walked into the backstage of the auction house at this time.
Because he was a frequent visitor to the auction house, he was not blocked by the staff.
At exactly this time, the balance of Yang Haoran's bank card was displayed on the screen.
Then there was silence, and even Dorela had a look of horror on her face.
Then he looked at Yang Haoran extremely complicatedly, feeling a little unbelievable.
The auction house staff reacted quickly after being shocked, and a bright smile immediately appeared on their faces.
The waist bent towards Yang Haoran was bent at a ninety degree angle.
"I'm so sorry, sir. It's our honor to have you come to a small place like ours.
This is your card, please keep it."
The staff carefully returned Yang Haoran's bank card with both hands, showing great respect.
As for the security deposit, there was no mention at all.
In Dell City, even if there is no deposit, no one will dare to break the rules.
What's more, with Yang Haoran's wealth, it is absolutely impossible to do such meaningless things.
Another staff member found a purple card and handed it to Yang Haoran with both hands.
"Hello sir, this is our auction house's VIP card.
You are welcome to visit at any time, and if you have friends who are interested in the auction items here, you can also introduce them."
Dorela's mouth opened wide. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never associate Yang Haoran with the super rich.
The funds he carries with him have exceeded those of ordinary wealthy families. What is Yang Haoran’s identity?
With this kind of financial resources, who would go to some supernatural alliance to find something to do?
And before, she actually wanted to be Yang Haoran's manager to fight in underground boxing matches!
Oh, this is crazy!
The key question is, Yang Haoran actually agreed!
Is this a rich man with special quirks?
Dorela's heart was beating wildly, and she came close to Yang Haoran, looking up and down.
Yang Haoran glanced at her: "Why are you looking at me like this?"
"Well, I'm just wondering about your identity.
I used to think that I was not very short of money, but I found that compared with you, I am indeed still poor!"
Yang Haoran put the card in without comment and walked out of the backstage.
Dorella followed him with some complicated emotions.
I couldn't help but ask: "You promised that guy Gao Erluo that you would fight in the underground boxing ring. Are you serious or joking?"
Yang Haoran looked surprised: "Of course I am serious. How can people break their promises?"
"But you have so much money? Your status must be very noble. Are you allowed to do such a dangerous behavior?"
For a rich man with more than one billion in liquidity, the assets behind him must be even more terrifying.
Every move of such a person may cause an earthquake in a certain field.
How could you easily fall into a dangerous situation?
"You think too much. What you do has little to do with whether you have money or not.
The money is just a bunch of numbers to me, I just forgot to deal with it for a while."
Dorela looked at Yang Haoran's expression of needing a beating and wanted to say something inhumane.
Such a number is not what anyone wants to have.
Dorella suddenly discovered that many of her previous inferences about Yang Haoran were wrong.
Maybe she needs to adjust her plans in time. Dance God e-book
Yang Haoran didn't know the messy thoughts in Dorella's heart.
When he appeared at the front desk again, the auction house was in a commotion.
Monterigo, in particular, looked unyielding.
"How's it going? Has it been verified? I'm sure he doesn't have enough money for the auction.
Those who disrupt the order of the auction house must be expelled immediately!"
The staff responsible for verification at the auction also followed Yang Haoran back to the front desk and looked at Monterigo.
"Mr. Monterigo, please don't be impatient.
In accordance with your request, we have verified this gentleman.
Facts have proved that this gentleman is fully qualified and capable to participate in this auction, so this auction will continue."
Monterigo looked surprised and looked Yang Haoran up and down.
Information about familiar wealthy Chinese people kept flashing through his mind, but none of them matched the Yang Haoran in front of him.
But Monterigo has no doubt that the auction will not be faked.
The most critical factor in opening an auction house in Dell City is credibility.
The rest of the people were also extremely shocked, and they all focused their attention on Yang Haoran.
To be eligible to bid for Wrath of the Dragon God, this qualification itself is a kind of proof.
He must have a net worth of at least over 100 million, but Yang Haoran is still so young.
After the staff made the announcement, everyone had to shut up.
On the rostrum, the staff saluted Yang Haoran deeply.
"Sorry sir, you can go back to your seat now and continue with the normal bidding."
Monterigo gnashed his teeth in hatred, "140 million, is this Chinese crazy?"
If he wants to remember this face, he must pay the price!
As for the Wrath of the Dragon God, he will not give up.
So under the watchful eyes of everyone, Monterigo raised his sign again.
"One hundred and forty-five million!"
The bidding price once again reached a new high, and the auction house was abuzz.
Do you want to witness the emergence of a sky-high auction item today?
Everyone turned to Yang Haoran. Will this mysterious Chinese man continue to bid?
Yang Haoran approached Dorella with an indifferent expression and asked softly: "Where is this guy's limit?"
Dorela frowned slightly and thought for a while.
"One hundred million should be his limit. As long as it does not exceed this range, he should have the financial resources to deal with it.
But if the price exceeds this price, he may give up directly."
Yang Haoran nodded, with a look of understanding, and then looked at Monterigo with a playful expression.
Monterigo looked at him with the same hostility. If it weren't for this Chinese who disrupted the situation, he would have successfully obtained the Wrath of the Dragon God.
"Do you think the Chinese will continue to increase prices?"
"Who would have known that the price is already astronomical now. If you are not a real wealthy person, you no longer have the ability to bid."
"Haha, Monterigo has met his opponent this time. I think he must be very angry."
Everyone was paying attention to Yang Haoran, and even the host on the podium had no intention of dropping the hammer.
This wealthy man from China will probably continue to increase prices, right?
Sure enough, while everyone was waiting, Yang Haoran raised the sign again.
"One hundred and fifty-five million!"
Everyone was in an uproar. Yang Haoran was so cruel that he directly added 10 million general coins. This was the rhythm that forced Monteligo to death!