Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

"Three hundred million."

The shouting below has reached a new height.

David put one foot on the chair and glanced sharply at several other private rooms, seeing that the people inside were still there...

He couldn't help but frown: "How much do these people want to spend?"

Chun Lei and Skinny Monkey looked out.

They say they have a large territory and high income, but in fact they do not have sufficient liquidity.

Because compared to the exploitation and oppression of other forces regardless of the life and death of the people below, they share half of the income with the people below, and even the lowest workers can get their share of the income.

This actually costs them a lot of money.

David's liquidity is very limited.

If the price of this collection is higher, they may have no choice but to give up.

at this time.

Someone finally made a sound in the private room diagonally opposite.

"Four hundred and thirty million."

"Fuck!" David stood up and cursed.

His face was livid and his expression was ugly.

In the private room, Chunlei and Skinny Monkey looked very bad. Skinny Monkey rubbed his hands, frowned, and muttered: "Why is it so expensive?"

This price was beyond David's expectation, but the good news is that those silent private rooms finally responded.

There is a private room on their floor that takes the lead in bidding.

Other private rooms were no longer reserved and started a price chase.

"Four hundred and sixty million."

"Five billion."

"Five hundred and thirty million."

"Five hundred and eighty million."

The elders were not as slow as the people below when bidding. They couldn't even come up with a number for half an hour. Since their level joined the bidding, the price has soared to 700 million.

David Rao was well-informed and was shocked by the price.

700 million...

He has limited cash in hand, so he keeps playing like this.

He might just give up.

But David looked at the horse-headed animal head standing quietly below, gritted his teeth, and winked at Chunlei.

Chunlei understood and raised the auction number representing their room, and spit out the price: "Nine hundred and ten million."

There was an uproar below.

"Nine billion!"

"It's David's private room."

"Is he really from Mr. Diamond? He's really rich."

"Diamonds are inherently a profitable business. It's not unusual for people to have money."

"David shouted to 900 million, so there is no suspense about the ownership of the horse's head tonight..." someone said this.

Something unexpected happened.

David was diagonally facing the bakery. After a period of rustling noises, someone appeared on the balcony, flashing his auction number just like Chun Lei.

"A billion."

…

Someone outside is shouting one billion.

David's eyebrows sank, silent and anxious.

The price exceeded his psychological expectations.

The highest price he can offer is 900 million. If it goes higher, it will most likely affect the normal operation of their capital chain.

Of course it's not like he can't give it a try.

But David is not from country Z after all.

He was willing to spend 900 million to bid for a bronze horse head just to impress his boss. Now there is a strong opponent, and the other party is willing to kill the price.

David inevitably wanted it less.

"Boss, are we still following?" Chunlei watched the auctioneer below start counting down. He sat up and looked back at the two people in the private room, mainly to see David's reaction.

David shook his head and made a quick decision: "Forget it this time."

Chunlei nodded to express his understanding.

The price is indeed too expensive.

There was no movement in their private room.

The people across from the bakery also breathed a sigh of relief.

Just when everyone thought that Ma's head would be photographed by the forces supported by the M-state consortium, David and others saw that they were facing the bakery, and Mo Dong, who had been silent all this time, spoke.

"Wait a minute."