"Why don't you write some more runes?" Zhang Fanyu seemed to be asking himself and talking to Wu Lai. After that, he took out the paper money and continued to draw symbols in Nahua.
However, as soon as he finished drawing a piece of Rune paper of the golden light mantra, Zhang Fanyu had stopped, and he realized something.
No matter how many spells he draws, they cannot be realized and become tens of millions of funds.
Thinking of this, he hung his head, his face full of loss, and finally saw something he wanted, but he didn't have money to buy it
Most importantly, Longhu Mountain is not a place to collect money. Even if the old master comes, he may not be able to take out much money!
He can only look at Wu Lai with a little despair.
This time, he and Wu Lai just looked at each other.
Wu Lai gave him a reassuring look.
Seeing this look, Zhang Fanyu immediately understood Wu Lai's meaning, and the loss on his face instantly disappeared!
Luo Yi also noticed Zhang Fanyu's lovely action just now. Seeing Wu Lai's eyes, he immediately understood that Wu Lai obviously wanted to send a favor to Longhu Mountain.
Thinking of this, Luo Yi approached Wu Lai and whispered in his ear, "why not give me this opportunity?"
"Uncle Luo, you..." Wu Lai was stunned, then smiled and nodded, "then, it's up to Uncle Luo."
As he spoke, his eyes fell on general manager Qi over there again. Now general manager Qi's face was not very good, and the price had exceeded his expectations. The little old man over there also turned a little fierce, and his eyes looked at Wu Lai with a little bit of murder.
As the saying goes, breaking people's wealth is like killing parents. Wu Lai is much more powerful than breaking people's money. Money is only an external thing after all, and entering the guru is the dream of countless people! Not everyone can be compared with demons such as Wu Lai and Zhang Fanyu. On the land of China, any guru is an existence admired by thousands of people and has a high status, which is also the existence that countless martial artists yearn for.
He won't allow anyone to break his way of progress!
Wu Lai naturally noticed the little old man's eyes and smiled calmly, hoping that this guy wouldn't use the most stupid way, otherwise, he wouldn't recommend a little understanding of the old man, at least let him understand that being old is not a capital to rely on the old to sell the old.
"Thirty million!" When President Qi gritted his teeth and said the price, there was a little gunpowder in his tone.
"Mr. Qi offered $30 million. This auction was meant to be harmonious. I hope you will abide by the rules and not spoil the harmony of our auction." The host looked at President Qi with a little reminder.
General manager Qi was surprised and hurriedly stopped looking, but the little old man beside him didn't mean to be warned at all at this time, but stared at Wu Lai with fierce eyes.
This meaning can't be more obvious. Obviously, this is to make Wu Lai give up.
Wu Lai noticed the look in his eyes, shrugged his shoulders, and looked as if he had nothing to do with himself.
Just then, Luo Yi raised her hand and slowly said, "sorry, Lao Qi, 50 million."
Fifty million!
When the price came out, President Qi's face turned white. He could be dissatisfied with Wu Lai, but he didn't dare to have the slightest dissatisfaction with Luo Yi! And the price of 50 million has exceeded his psychological price too much. He is not willing to bid any more.