Chapter 137 Ultimate Luxury (5000 words begging for subscription)_3

Chu Mo instantly raised the bid from 26 million to 30 million, which was a much larger increase than the previous bids by several tycoons who were adding one million at a time.It wasn't just the people in the back, even those top tycoons in the front row set their eyes on Chu Mo.

And when they saw Chu Mo's young face, everyone's expression slightly frowned.

Of course, this definitely didn't include Lin Hongqiang.

"Thirty million for the first time, is there anyone else who would raise the bid?

Thirty million for the second time..."

The auctioneer looked toward Ren Wenxuan, the chairman of Shangyuan Entertainment. Seeing that he was unmoved, he knew that this price was likely to be the final one.

Just as the auctioneer was about to raise his hammer and announce the final winner, a lazy voice from the very front row suddenly interrupted.

"Thirty-five million."

As the words were spoken, the atmosphere in the entire hall tensed once again.

All eyes unanimously fell on the lazy figure in the front row. S~eaʀᴄh the NôvelFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

In the back row, Chu Mo straightened his gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, appraising the background of the man in the front who had just bid.

Because the man was facing away from him, Chu Mo couldn't see his face, but judging from his voice, he seemed to be quite young, probably around thirty years old, definitely no more than thirty-five.

The man had raised the bid by five million in one go, leaving Chu Mo somewhat puzzled as to his intentions.

This antique was something Ren Wenxuan, the chairman of Shangyuan Entertainment, had taken a liking to. Chu Mo's reason for bidding was partly to leave an impression. Later, he would present the antique to Ren Wenxuan as a gift upon meeting him.

Chu Mo had no interest in antiques, but he had to acquire it.

He also didn't mind spending tens or hundreds of millions; to him, anything with a price wasn't worth mentioning.

After a moment of silence, even before the auctioneer could call out the bid, Chu Mo made his move again.

"Forty million."

Another five million increment.

The originally twenty-million antique had now doubled in price.

Normally, if it were a regular tycoon, they would have given up by now.

After all, while liking it was one thing, if the actual price far exceeded the collectible value, they wouldn't blindly raise the bid.

However, just moments after Chu Mo's bid, the lazy-sounding young man in the front row raised his hand again.

"Fifty million."

This was clearly targeting him.

He turned his gaze to Jiang Tao beside him and asked in a low voice,

"Do you know who this person is?"

The tall man with a serious face shook his head slightly.

He was just a minor detective agency's director, hardly a notable figure, and his network didn't touch the true upper echelons.

Since the young man was seated in the front row, he must be the heir of a major family.

It's just that Chu Mo couldn't recall when he had offended such a person.

Among the rich heirs, Shen Yaoyao and Yun Changzai, whom he had dealt with a while ago, had issues with him, but given their status, they could at most sit at the back of the hall, and Chu Mo didn't think they could influence the young man in the front row.

As he frowned and pondered, the auctioneer on the stage was already excitedly calling out the second bid. If he didn't raise his bid now, the antique would slip through his fingers.

He raised his hand again, this time without the desire to play games with the young man, and straightaway he said,

"Seventy million."

The bid for the antique had now more than tripled.

The young man in the front row hesitated this time. The amount was considerable, even for the top wealthy families to consider.

Just as Chu Mo thought it was over, the young man once again raised his hand.

"Seventy-one million."

As he finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Chu Mo, while also slightly raising his eyebrows in a challenging manner.

Finally seeing the young man's face, Chu Mo noticed he was around twenty-eight or twenty-nine years old, with handsome features that would be considered aristocratic, thick eyebrows, and what appeared to be a piece of jade on his neck.

As Chu Mo racked his brain trying to recall where he had seen him, a soft sound of surprise came from the front row.

The young man who had just provoked Chu Mo turned around, and Chu Mo, with a composed expression, leaned slightly forward to the silhouette in the front row that had just made a sound, and asked softly,

"Miss, do you recognize the person who just spoke?"

As his words fell, without waiting for an answer, a moment later, just as Chu Mo was about to sit back upright, the girl in the front row whose face was unseen spoke softly as if whispering,

"It's the young master of the Wu family."

Chu Mo frowned, trying hard to think, and moments later, an almost forgotten piece of information came to mind.

The Wu family of Modu, much like the Zhou family, was one of the four major families of Modu.

The Wu family was involved in real estate development and had previously competed with Hua Country's richest woman, Liu Manli, for the Zhou family's financial building.

Liu Manli brought Chu Mo to the Zhou family's wedding banquet precisely to contain the Wu family. For Liu Manli, as long as the financial building wasn't sold to the Wu family, her strategy was victorious.

In the end, Chu Mo acquired the Modu Financial Building from the elder Zhou Shixing for twenty-seven billion, and naturally, the Wu family's plan fell through.

And the young man in the front row was to be the Wu family's future successor.

The young master of the Wu family.

Connecting all the dots, Chu Mo had his answer in mind.

He had taken the Wu family's financial building, and now they seemed to be trying to snatch the antique from him.

With his suspicions resolved, he turned to the girl in the front row to thank her, then sat back straight without hesitation and raised his hand,

"One hundred million."

His words fell, and the entire hall immediately erupted in shocked murmurs.

At this moment, the young master of the Zhou family in the front row turned around again, and then smiled silently at Chu Mo.

"Mr. Chu, he won't bid anymore; he intentionally did this. His goal isn't the antique, but to make you pay a higher price!"

As Jiang Tao whispered a reminder at his side, Chu Mo nodded, his voice calm,

"I know, I must obtain the antique; as for him..."

Chu Mo paused for a moment, then the corners of his mouth ticked up slightly, though his voice carried a hint of chill,

"The Wu family made their fortune in real estate, and their purpose for coming here is certainly that piece of land... I'm very curious to see if he can still smile after this!"