Chapter 32

Soon a gong rang at the auction and the auction officially began.

The supporter on the stage also wore a mask, took a microphone and said loudly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the auction has officially started. Today's first collection is a fine porcelain Ru kiln of the Song Dynasty. It is the most expensive sky blue round pot bottle in Ru kiln. The starting price is 80 million. Now the auction starts!"

"81 million!"

"90 million!"

"One hundred million!"

There was a lot of excitement under the stage. Such a good thing is rare in the world. It has a symbol of wealth.

"Lord Rong, don't we shoot?"

Mo San asked with a frown.

"Have you forgotten what our purpose is today?"

Mo Jin said without raising her head.

"I know it's for fennel grass, but we'll take one anyway. I heard there's a sapphire today. If you take it back to the old lady, the old lady will be very happy. It's good to give it to miss LAN."

Mo San said excitedly.

"When will you take care of my business?"

Mo Jin let Mou Zi look up at him coldly and say slowly.

Mo San waved his hand and didn't speak.

”Once a million! Twice a year! “

The host shouted.

"120 million!"

"150 million!"

"200 million!"

There are two people competing under the stage, constantly raising prices, and some people are watching good plays.

"Master Lin! Don't add it. There are many good things. Why have to compete with him?"

The little assistant on one side suddenly felt a little distressed and said.

"I want you to take care of it! This is my father's money. I can spend it as I want!"

Lin Cheng said disdainfully with a mask.

Lin Guodong is busy with business every day and often gives Lin Cheng bank cards. Each card has a lot of money. He wants to use money to make up for his love for Lin Cheng. Over time, Lin Cheng becomes more and more dissatisfied and can only spend money to pass the time.

The audience exclaimed that a bottle should cost 200 million?

"210 million!"

The people over there began to hold up the sign again. Lin Cheng was angry. He didn't have so much money in his hand.

Damn it!

"210 million once! 210 million twice! 213 million times! Congratulations to this gentleman on getting this treasure!"

The host said and sounded the Gong, and a collection was off the shelf.

Then a sapphire came up, and a beam of light came down, looking crystal clear.

"Lord Rong, Lord Rong, look, it's so beautiful. Miss LAN must like it very much!"

Mo San is very excited. Such a big one is rare in the world.

Mo Jinrong didn't lift his eyelids. He didn't have any interest in that thing. Instead, his eyes fell on LAN Enron under the stage. He didn't move at all in the fierce scene just now. It seems that he came with a purpose.

There was another bustle under the stage, which made LAN Enron's head buzzing. She just felt upset that she hadn't made such a noise for a long time.

Today, many products were photographed, so it went on very quickly. In the twinkling of an eye, I saw the last collection.

LAN Enron was almost asleep. Finally, he sat up straight, refreshed and ready to fight.

"Ladies and gentlemen, next is the last collection at this auction, which is also a very precious one. That is the live fennel grass. You may not have seen it. It is said that this fennel herb can grow in ten years. It can cure all diseases and bloom more precious. Let's have a look at this fennel herb."

Several security guards pushed up a car. The car was covered with red cloth. The host opened the red cloth. Under the glass cover was a grass of about five centimeters, full of vitality.

"Everybody, this is fennel grass. Let's start bidding, starting at $10 million!"

Just after the host finished, LAN Enron finally raised the sign and said in a low voice.

"20 million!"

The audience sighed and raised the price so much. Is this grass really so good?

"Twenty million!"

There was a sound in the box upstairs.

"Twenty two million!"

Lin Cheng on one side also became interested and joined the battle.

"Master Lin, what do you want this grass to do? What a pity if you die."

The little assistant said with regret. It's not nonsense for him to say so. Lincheng has a strong physique. He has never lived a day. Even the tortoise can't endure for an hour. Isn't it a waste of money to take such expensive grass to die?

"Shut up! What do you have to do with my money? Can't I take it back to cook?"

Lin Cheng is most annoyed that someone is gossiping on one side, which makes him restless.

The little assistant was so fierce that he didn't speak and bowed his head.

"Twenty five million!"

Lanenron increases the price again!

"26 million!"

The box upstairs sounded again.

"27 million!"

Lin Cheng followed closely and showed no weakness. During this period, several people's price increases were suppressed by Lin Cheng. This was a battle between the three of them.

"Lord Rong, it seems that these two people are going to fight you to the end."

Mo San looked at the tense situation and guessed.

"Keep an eye on Zhao Lei!"

Mo Jinrong said with bright eyes.

"Thirty million!"

LAN Enron continues to raise the price. No matter how much money she wants, it's her mother's life!

"35 million!"

Mo Jinrong raised his cards again. It seemed that Lin Cheng was really interested this time. He was willing to play with them.