"Bro, you look unfamiliar, have you been to Qing Que before?"
"Do you even know the rules of the auction? Just quietly add up to 3 million, that's enough. Who bids like you guys, jumping straight to 5 million at once?"
"Exactly... Young Master Gui, your Qing Que didn't guard its entrance well. What kind of riff-raff got in here?"
...
First, Ye Wan raised her card twice, pushing the starting price of 1 million for that grandfather clock all the way up to 22 million.
Just when that beautiful, almost demonic girl finally quieted down, Jiang Yanchi started again.
???
These two, are they shills?
Thinking like this, someone bluntly asked, "Young Master Gui, these two aren't shills hired by your Qing Que, right?"
Almost immediately, the hall fell silent.
On stage, the charming young man's face still bore a smile, his lips slightly curled.
He lowered his eyes to look at the auction gavel in his hand.
