At this time, Zhang Yuliang said, "Master Keswick, isn't three days too short? Can you give us some extra time?"

"Sorry, Patriarch Zhang, the group is in urgent need of funds, otherwise we wouldn't be selling the group's core assets."

Many wealthy people at the scene were unwilling to give up and wanted to fight for it.

At this time, Simon Keswick ignored her and looked around before saying, "Everyone, enough nonsense."

"The first building, Taikoo House, is located on Connaught Road Central in Central. It was built in 1962 and has 20 floors. It is equipped with high-rise elevators and central air conditioning, and it generates an annual rent of HK$26.68 million."

"The starting price is HK$600 million. Each bid increment must be at least HK$1 million. Bidding begins now."

"HK$610 million."

"HK$632 million."

“6.78…”

The atmosphere of the on-site auction was instantly ignited, and people picked up their number plates and raised their hands frequently.

Since the market valuation of Taikoo House is conservatively set at HK$720 million and it is located in the core area of Central, there is great potential for appreciation in the future, so everyone wants to buy it.

As time goes by.

The bidding price has reached HK$718 million, which has reached the market valuation, and now the bidding enthusiasm has greatly decreased.

At this time, Li Jiacheng saw that it was almost time, picked up the number plate in his hand and shouted.

"750 million Hong Kong dollars!"

boom!

Everyone at the scene immediately looked towards the source of the sound, curious about who was so powerful as to raise the price by 30 million Hong Kong dollars.

Li Jiacheng smiled and nodded to the source of their gazes.

Bao Junyi became curious. Li Jiacheng had intercepted many opportunities due to his own reasons, so he should not have the ability. Where did his funds come from?

Could it be...