At the same time, in private room B01.
Following the bids closely, Yuan Yongqin asked Qiao Nian, "Someone bidded four million yuan. Do we go ahead?"
Qiao Nian narrowed her eyes as she looked at the precious item on the tray. "Yes! I want this, whatever it takes!"
Yuan Yongqin nodded, then her gaze hardened. She walked to the balcony area and looked downwards at the platform, then held up the placard.
"B01, 4.3 million yuan."
There were others on the lower platform watching the auction take place.
"C09, 4.4 million yuan."
"B01, 5 million yuan."
"F08, 5.1 million yuan."
Qiao Nian was using her phone while keeping track of the bids, not looking pressurized at all.
Yuan Yongqin followed eight bids as the number of bidders waned. Only the people in the private room beside theirs called out increasingly high prices, and each time, they took it up a whole notch!
"B02, seven million yuan."
