"65 Million." Just when zhao wuming thought that he had already won this group of auction items, a lady called for a price.
Zhao wuming's eyes darkened and he started bidding, "Seventy million yuan."
"75 Million." The rich woman repeated her bid.
"100 Million." Zhao wuming directly raised the price.
According to the auction experience of hanhai club, the average price per bottle of skin rejuvenation lotion was around 10 million yuan.
Now, zhao wuming directly doubled the price to normal, which was 20 million yuan per bottle.
The lady who was bidding against him smiled and stopped bidding.
"... Deal." After zhang xiao bai shouted three times, his gavel stopped.
The eleventh group was auctioned off by the noble lady who was competing with zhao wuming.
"The last set of auctions starts with a base price of 10 million yuan. Each time the bid is increased by not less than one million yuan, the bidding begins." After zhang xiao bai called out the process, an arrogant voice sounded, "Ten million yuan. I, situ yong, want it."
There was a hint of threat in situ yong's words.
"Hmph, zhang xiao bai, aren't you going to drop your hammer?" Situ yong looked at zhang bai provocatively.
Zhang xiaobai's face darkened slightly. Although situ yong's approach was very childish, it was very effective.
Looking at situ yong, zhang xiaobai began to call out for a hammer, "Ten million for the first time."
People face each other in the hall.
"Ten million twice."
The girl who helped gong meiqi frowned at the same time as the lady who had just bid against zhao wuming.
"Ten million..." Although zhang xiaobai was unwilling, he had no choice. Everyone didn't want to offend the situ family because of five bottles of skin rejuvenation lotion. He couldn't blame everyone, and he couldn't stop filming.
When zhang xiaobai was halfway through his third croquet, a voice sounded, "One hundred million dollars."
Everyone turned to look.
"Who the hell?" Situ yong turned to look at the source of the voice with a livid face.
On the stage, zhang xiao bai was indeed looking at the bidders in surprise.
"I, vice president of country e joes group, lex." The person who called for 100 million didn't show any sign of weakness as he glared at situ yong and walked to the stage, looking at zhang xiao on stage with an apologetic smile, "Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry. Please forgive me for congratulating you for coming late."
Lix, guo gang's original first strength, the powerful assistant of luo leisi, the boss behind the tasha armed forces, the spokesperson of the Rothschild family, country e. Zhang xiaobai really did not expect him to come here.
"I'm late. I'll have a few more drinks later." Zhang xiaobai chuckled and looked at lex friendly.
Lex nodded, "Of course, of course."
"Then who is it?" Situ yong asked his companion with a gloomy face, but before his companion could answer, the discussion in the hall had already told him the answer.
"Lex? Joes group? Is it that family?"
"Yes, that family?"
"What? Which one is that?"
"Joes group is the Rothschild family's business."
"Damn, this zhang xiao has something to do with the Rothschild family?"
"No way, because I think I have a relationship with that lex."
Situ yong's face turned green and white as he turned to look at zhao wuming, who was not far away, and a sense of anger secretly rose in his heart.
The last set of skin fresheners was sold by lux for $ 100 million, which not only saved the face of the glory club, but also refreshed the highest price of skin freshener auctions.
"Alright, the auction is over. Thank you all for coming here to congratulate and support huateng, glory and skin rejuvenation lotion. I want to announce something next." With a polite sentence, zhang xiaobai glanced at everyone in the hall with a smile on his face.
Seeing everyone looking at him in confusion, zhang xiao bai's expression turned solemn, "The agency rights for skin rejuvenation lotion are officially issued."
"Wow, really?"
"What? The agency?"
"You're so smart. As long as the agency is well managed and the rise of your skin is radiant, I'm afraid no one in china can suppress the soaring of huateng anymore."
Everyone gasped in amazement, and some people with flexible brains had already seen something deeper.
Zhao wuming's expression changed, and he instantly became gloomy. If zhang xiaobai successfully released the agency, he would never be able to achieve his goal of buying five bottles of rare edition skin rejuvenation lotion.
Situ yong yi glared fiercely at zhang xiaobai on the stage.
"Mr. Zhang, how do you need to obtain the power of renewal skin?"
"Yes, Mr. Zhang, the agency for skin rejuvenation..."
Zhang xiaobai waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, "Everyone, listen to me. The agency rights for skin rejuvenation lotion are based on the city. Each family has the power to handle the agency rights of three cities at most. The agents will supervise each other. As for the specific details, please come here again in three days. When the time comes, we will tell you the details and distribute the agency details. Let's go. Alright, the auction is over. Everyone, please play as you please. All expenses are free today. Of course, except for the skin rejuvenation that was auctioned just now!"
"Haha..."
Zhang xiaobai's last words attracted everyone's friendly laughter as they began to calculate the agency rights.
The staff of the club started to serve the guests in an orderly manner.
"Mr. Zhang." Zhang xiaobai just got off the stage, secretary wu, Wang Gang and li changqing came to zhang xiaobai's side, "We still have a meeting to attend, so we'll leave first. Mr. Zhang won't blame us, right?"
"I can't thank the three of you for coming. How dare you blame me? I'll send you off." Zhang xiaobai politely sent the three of them outside the club.
After leaving the club, Wang Gang winked at zhang xiaobai, "Xiao bai, you've made a good move!"
"What are you saying, commissioner wang? Why can't I understand?" Zhang xiaobai pretended to be confused.
"Hey, you brat." With xu Zhengyang's connections, Wang Gang and zhang xiaobai had a lot of contact. Every time xu Zhengyang looked for Wang Gang to drink, he would call zhang xiaobai. They were quite familiar with each other.
"Mr. Zhang, the international exhibition hall will be under martial law next monday. By then, Mr. Zhang will be able to get your people to go over and have them interact with the other guards." Secretary wu looked at zhang xiaobai seriously.
Zhang xiaobai's face turned serious, "Secretary wu, don't worry. I remember this."
"Alright, then we'll leave first."
After the three of them left, zhang xiao turned around and returned to the club.