The auctioneer, who had just finished photographing the previous exhibit and was about to introduce the next item, suddenly widened his eyes in disbelief, looking utterly bewildered.
He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated, and after a long while he stammered, "The next exhibit is an eraser provided by actress Song Jiaqi, which accompanied her through her three years of high school!"
"Wow—" The people present exclaimed in surprise and subconsciously looked in a certain direction.
At the same time, the camera panned to the past, where the female celebrity named Song Jiaqi and her agent smiled and greeted everyone.
This can be considered a publicity stunt; donating an eraser in such a setting is enough to generate plenty of talking points.
As soon as the host finished speaking, the exhibit began. It was a very common white eraser from a certain brand, which had been used for three years and was no longer a full eraser, but at most half an eraser.
The host also felt it was too shameful to auction off an eraser, so he forced himself to say, "The starting price for this eraser is one hundred yuan, and each bid increases by five yuan. The auction is now open!"
For a moment, there was complete silence.
The bosses looked at each other, none of them raising their signs.
Forget about raising the price, even buying a used eraser for 100 yuan is a losing proposition, okay?
A full half minute passed without anyone speaking. Just as the host was about to have the exhibit taken away and replaced with the next one, a number plate was raised.
"200 yuan."
The host paused for a moment, but his professionalism made him quickly regain his composure and ask, "Number 26 has bid 200 yuan. Does anyone have a higher bid?"
In an instant, hundreds of eyes fell on her. Xing Fei calmly put away the sign, while Ji Zhinan beside her kept a faint smile on his face.
Liang Wanyin, standing beside them, also looked at them with a bewildered expression.
Are you crazy? Two hundred yuan for an eraser?
However, seeing that everyone's attention was focused on them, Liang Wanyin immediately became unhappy.
She's here today for a charity event, but she also has an important task: to get the attention of other company executives and then discuss collaborations!
Not to be outdone, Liang Wanyin immediately raised her number 25 sign: "500 yuan!"
She didn't care about that small amount of money.
Ji Zhinan gave her a wink, and Xing Fei immediately raised her sign: "Two thousand!"
"Three thousand!"
"Six thousand!"
"Ten thousand!"
In less than a minute, a used eraser that cost less than five yuan was auctioned off for ten thousand yuan?
The bosses were dumbfounded; no one dared to hold up a sign.
After Liang Wanyin ordered 10,000, she regretted it a little. Was she crazy to buy something like this?
Before Xing Fei could raise her paddle, the host announced, "Number one has also raised his paddle! Is he bidding number one?"
Seeing the first person holding up one finger, the host asked in confusion, "Is it ten thousand and something? Five dollars?"
"One million," the paddle holder said calmly.
Everyone was stunned, even Song Jiayin, the original owner of the eraser, was dumbfounded.
One million for an eraser...
Ji Zhinan raised an eyebrow, showing some interest, and held up the sign himself: "Two million."
"Two million! Number 26 has offered two million!"
After holding up the sign, Ji Zhinan glanced at Liang Wanyin beside him indifferently, then looked away.
Liang Wanyin automatically interpreted Ji Zhinan's gaze as contempt for her, and feeling a surge of anger, she raised her sign: "Two and a half million!"
"Four million." Number One was very generous.
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