Treasure Hunt Tycoon

There are a total of six public warehouses at this auction, and the number is not large. After all, Bullet Town is not a big town. As early as the western gold rush recession, the town's development began to decline.

The auction was very low-key, only the auction information was posted on the Internet, there were no masterpieces, and only a few treasurers were attracted.

Conrad stared at the head to sign up, forcing the two to be tied together.

According to the regulations of the warehouse auction, the ownership of the warehouse belongs to the auctioneer. The incomer needs to participate in the auction. They must go to the warehouse company to register, get a number, and use the real-name auction.

Conrad was worried that the head of state would throw himself away, and then he would fish the warehouse by himself.

The head of state showed him the list of newspapers, Conrad Anthony's name was included, and he qualified for the auction.

The auction started with a small number, and Conrad quickly found Hans.

The two sides met, and Hans asked with a surprised expression, "Hey, Master Anthony, why are you here?"

Conrad shrugged leisurely: "I'm playing here."

Hans rubbed his hands and pulled out his cell phone to call.

The head of the stare stared at his back, showing an expression of resentment: "He must have contacted the Chinese guy. I don't know how much news they got, but we had better prepare in advance, they have more money."

Conrad resolutely said, "Rest assured, I have my father's bank card here. When Nogales, everything is handled by me, and the bank card is still in my hand."

The head of state said unwillingly, "But we'll divide it into fifty, right?"

Conrad hurriedly put his arms on his shoulders and laughed, "Of course, 50-50, we said that we are 50-50, right?"

The head of the head turned and left with satisfaction, and Conrad looked at him with an ironic smile on his face.

He took out a number plate from his pocket, which was the number plate he had registered himself.

At the auction, the warehouse where the telescope was located was the first one. After opening, the warehouse that Conrad had seen in the photos appeared in front of them.

The warehouse was full of boxes. Without inside information, there was no way to guess what was inside.

The auctioneer shouted the offer, and Hans immediately raised his sign: "Five hundred is fine."

The head of state also held up the number plate and shouted, "A thousand dollars!"

"Ten thousand yuan!" Hans skyrocketed.

Several treasure pickers showed surprised expressions. They only fooled around in small places. No one had ever bid like this. The 10,000 yuan warehouse only existed in the legend for them.

The head of state did not show weakness: "20,000 yuan!"

"Three thousand dollars!"

"Five thousand dollars!"

"One hundred thousand!"

The prices soared, people picking treasures straightened their eyes, they were stunned and looked at each other, but they really didn't know what to say.

Prices are still soaring, soaring to 200,000 yuan.

Hearing here, people picking up treasures began to pick their ears, and even some people slap themselves and asked, "I have an illusion, right? Is this an illusion?"

Conrad looked at these people in disdain, and felt that the small country guy was really pathetic and rare.

The 200,000 price put pressure on the head of state, and he turned to Conrad and asked, "Do you want to continue to increase prices?"

Conrad said: "Of course, we checked it online before, this telescope can easily sell for 800,000 dollars!"

There was also pressure on Hans. He took out his cell phone and called, and then shouted, "250,000!"

"Twenty-six thousand, ah no, twenty-five thousand and fifty thousand," said the head hesitantly.

Conrad pushed him away, took the number plate and said dissatisfied, "Let me come, when have you become such a coward?"

He took the number plate of the head of state, flickering in his chest calmly, and took out the card he had prepared and covered it.

The head of state was behind him, and he could not see what he did or the number on the sign.

The auctioneer does not read the number on the sign. There are very few people here, just pointing at people.

Moreover, he has no room to speak, and Hans and Conrad have been scrambling for offers.

"Three hundred thousand!"

"Three thousand and one thousand!"

"Thirty-five thousand!"

"Four hundred thousand!"

"Four hundred and fifty thousand!"

"500,000!" Conrad roared sharply.

The treasure pickers took a breath and looked into his eyes with all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred.

Hans called again, then he slowly shook his head and put the phone back.

Conrad smiled and beckoned, "Hey, Boss Fu, thank you for letting me a plate. This warehouse belongs to me?"

The head murmured beside him, "It's ours!"

Conrad ignored him, and the use value of the head of state had been squeezed out.

The auctioneer was ecstatic: "500,000 people, this warehouse has sold an unprecedented 500,000! Well, is there any bid yet? 500,000 first time 500,000 second time I will announce soon Now-well guys let me applaud the most expensive warehouse ever in Bullet Town was born! It belongs to you guys! "

In the next five warehouses, Conrad did not see it. He went directly to the town government to arrange the financial accounting here, and handed him the card.

The head of state said cautiously: "I have 180,000 yuan in my account, Conrad, you just need to take out another 320,000 yuan."

Just as Conrad was about to speak, someone shouted in the back: "Head of the Boss ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Come here, hurry up, our car has something wrong!"

The head of state left in a hurry, before he left, he said, "Wait for me, wait for me to return and pay ..."

When he left, Conrad immediately took out the number and bank card, and the accountant asked in surprise: "500,000? Sir, are you sure it is 500,000?"

"Of course," Conrad said impatiently. "Hurry up, that's OK."

The accountant repeatedly said, "I have to confirm with you again. The price of the warehouse you photographed is 500,000, is that okay? 500,000 dollars!"

"No problem, hurry up!" Conrad was even more impatient, he was afraid that the head of state would return at this time.

The accountant took out the pose machine, swiped the bank card on it, Conrad entered the password, and the operation was complete!

Soon, his cell phone rang, and George's anxious voice sounded, "What's the matter, my bank card has just consumed half a million?"

His bank card is bound to his mobile phone, and there is a text message prompt for fund entry and exit.

Conrad couldn't hide his excitement and called out, "Dad, I want to give you a surprise!"

He introduced the cause and effect of the incident again, his tone getting more and more excited.

George's heart was getting colder and colder. He forced to listen to Conrad and immediately said, "Go and see the head first. Where is the head of the head?"

Conrad raised his head suddenly, only to find that the head had never returned.

He was not stupid, just dazzled by the harvest.

When he saw that the head of state had not returned, he became vigilant and hurried to find someone.

As a result, he went to the parking lot to take a look, and the truck of Tucson's gang had disappeared.

Seeing this, he almost fell in front of him.

He ran to the warehouse to open again, and inside were familiar boxes. But when I opened the box, it was empty ...

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