"Master, this is Mo Lingxuan." The person next to Su Yiran said solemnly.
Why did he come to join in the fun, and he suddenly raised the price to 300,000?
"Of course he is anxious. If this thing falls into the hands of the Su family, it will be another kind of blow to the Mo family. The asking price is four hundred thousand." Su Yiran said gloomily.
Mo Lingxuan, he wanted to see who could beat whom.
The Su family lost a lot of money, but they could still afford a book on poison.
"Four hundred thousand." As soon as Su Yiran finished speaking, the people around him immediately called out the price.
four hundred thousand
Damn it
People on the third floor and below heard the movement and sat back silently.
Forget it, the fight between the Yao and Poison families is just like fighting in a ring. If you lose one round, you will lose a lot.
Well, they won't join in the fun.
"Five million." Mo Lingxuan didn't even blink.
He knows about this Holy Poison Book. The Su family has been looking for it for a long time. Damn it.
Who would have thought that the First Chamber of Commerce would not only find it, but also put it up for auction?
Isn't this purpose just to let the two of them compete and then reap the benefits?
Once the two families compete, they will raise each other's prices. They don't want the other party to get it no matter what. The accumulated money will definitely not be a small amount.
"Young Master Lei Chang really knows how to do business." Gong Jue sighed from the bottom of his heart as he watched the fight between the two families, with no one admitting defeat.
The price of the Holy Poison Scripture, which cost hundreds of thousands, has now reached one million taels.
The Holy Poison Scripture is not expensive to buy alone, but now that two companies are competing for it, it is different.
"Otherwise, the First Chamber of Commerce is not going to drink the northwest wind." Taking out the Holy Poison Book, he naturally thought about it now.
"One and a half million"
"1.6 million"
"1.7 million"
"1.8 million"
Hearing that the two companies were desperately raising prices, even the people on the fourth floor sat back silently.
They can't interfere with this kind of thing.
But it's too crazy
The competition between the drug and poison families is really crazy.
In an inconspicuous room on the fourth floor, a slender figure stood proudly by the window, frowning and looking at the two bidders.
"Third uncle, do you also want the Holy Poison Scripture?" The Yao and Poison families have already started to fight. The Xiao family won't get involved too.
"Shut up." Xiao Huan scolded.
Xiao Qingmu pouted, closed his mouth, lay down on the chair and fell asleep.
Auctions are the most boring thing, it’s just to buy something, what’s the point?
Xiao Huan looked towards the fifth floor, the worry on his face never relieved from the moment he entered the auction.
The future Ninth Princess.
Feng Jinghong, what do you want to do?
"Two million three hundred thousand taels"
Su Yiran raised the price again without batting an eye.
Everyone below the third floor spat in a low voice. It was so cruel and shocking.
They were all ten thousand and ten thousand just now, and now they are one hundred thousand, one hundred thousand, two hundred thousand and two hundred thousand.
What's even more abominable is
If other things are priced at this price, they can still bid for them. What does this mean now?
It's completely a war between the Su family and the Mo family. The two families seem to be competing.
"Two and a half million taels" Mo Lingxuan didn't even frown.
He wants to see who can outlast whom
People around "Master" Su Yiran were anxious.
Mo Lingxuan is still calling, and now he has called 2.5 million.
"Add three million." Cold sweat broke out on Su Yiran's forehead.
No matter what happens, the Mo family cannot be allowed to take away the Holy Poison Book
They have already lost once and cannot afford to lose a second time