It’s not that everyone thinks the price is too high, because based on the performance of this rough stone, 1 million is really not a high price.

But the key is, I don’t have that much money!

After a moment of hesitation, 90% of the people present immediately realized that this rough stone was not something they could get their hands on.

This is just the starting price. If the transaction is successful, it will definitely be much higher than this.

Sure enough, as soon as the three-person call ended, someone immediately started raising the price:

“Two million!”

"2.5 million!"

“3 million!”

“…”

Soon, the price was called up to 5.3 million.

Just as the rising speed slowed down, someone said, "10 million!"

When this price was announced, everyone was shocked.

From 5.3 million to 10 million, isn’t that too much?

Unexpectedly, before long, someone raised the price again: "10.5 million!"

“11 million!”

"15 million!" It was the same person who shouted 10 million.

Now everyone was silent.

15 million is close to Ran Wennian's 18 million. The risk at this price is already extremely high.

If you are unlucky, you may lose everything.

But even if you are lucky, you still can't make much money.

Seeing no one around, Tong Santong raised his hammer and said, "Is there anyone who wants to bid higher than 15 million?"

Is it gone?

15 million for the first time, 15 million for the second time…”

He read these words very slowly, obviously not very satisfied with the price.

Fortunately, just as Tong Santong was shouting "15 million for the third time," a voice said, "16 million!"

It was Zhang Xinyuan, he finally took action.

The voice just now was not to be outdone: "17 million!"

Zhang Xinyuan immediately countered: "18 million!"

That voice: "19 million!"

Zhang Xinyuan: "20 million!"

After saying that, he looked at Fu Song with sarcasm on his face.

Others may not know, but Zhang Xinyuan, who has been observing Fu Song's movements, knows it very well.

The person who was bidding against him just now was none other than Jin Xiaobei.

Do you think you can hide it from me by asking your men to go to other corners to bid for you?

Innocent!

Fu Song had just mocked and ridiculed him, which had made Zhang Xinyuan very angry.

Especially when the other party flirted with his goddess in front of him, it was simply intolerable.

Isn't it just a matter of having money? In this regard, I've never been afraid of anyone!

Sure enough, when he shouted out 20 million, Jin Xiaobei backed off.

On the other side, Fu Song looked at Zhang Xinyuan, his pupils full of hesitation and struggle.

Finally, he stood up, his eyes becoming firm again: "Twenty...five million!"

25 million...

I have to say, this number is a bit ironic.

It's especially ironic when you say it to your competitors.

The corner of Zhang Xinyuan's mouth twitched slightly. Is he mocking me?

In that case… He said to Fu Song, his tone emphasizing each word: “Two, thousand, nine, hundred, ten thousand!”