Chapter 33

"Forty million!"

Lin Cheng shocked the audience at one price.

40 million for one herb?

Some people can't believe that this grass is so valuable. Although it's said to be a magic medicine, what real magic medicine in the world is just a gimmick to make money.

"Forty million!"

LAN Enron said loudly, in a low voice.

"Add it directly to 80 million!"

Mo Jinrong said calmly.

"Lord Rong, what are you going to do with this grass? It costs so much money?"

Mo San frowned and said.

"Where do you have so much nonsense? You can add it if you want!"

Mo Jin said impatiently.

"Eighty million!"

Mo San shouted at the stage.

There was a frying pan under the stage, and a grass was fried to 80 million. Even if they wanted to add it, they couldn't catch up with the price.

Damn it!

Lin Chenggang has just photographed many collections. If he goes on like this, he will really have no money.

"Master Lin, we really don't have much money."

The little assistant ventured to remind.

"I know, you don't have to say!"

Lin Cheng said impatiently.

"85 million!"

LAN Enron raised his card, which made Lin Cheng anxious.

"90 million!"

There was another price increase upstairs, and everyone sighed.

"My God!"

"I don't know which rich man it is?"

"Is this an auction or a competition?"

LAN Enron was restless at this time. She frowned and looked at the people upstairs.

What kind of guy who doesn't have eyes wants to rob her.

Since he wants to play, I'll play with him!

"100 million!"

LAN Enron said that the clouds are light and the wind is light. The field is fried. This is the first time to shoot more than 100 million things twice in Liuxiang Pavilion. It's really rare!

"Crazy, crazy! 100 million? Lord Rong, Zhao Lei doesn't know how much money his family has?"

Mo San said in surprise.

"Although Zhao Lei's family runs a mine, they take out a hundred million? The miners are so rich?"

Mo Jinrong eyebrows Zou Chengchuan word has been said.

Lin Cheng was powerless at this time and dared not increase the price, even if he had money, he couldn't stand such trouble.

"Who is that? If you dare to talk big, I know that Chengdu can take out 100 million, but who's the black sheep?"

He looked at the opposite blue Enron and asked.

"It seems to be the son of a mine owner, but I didn't know that the mine owner is so rich. I'm afraid it's a brick mine?"

The little assistant said with envy.

"The son of the owner of the mine? It's too much. If you can't get so much money, you'll be in big trouble."

Liuxiang Pavilion is not a place where you can come in and leave if you want. If you can't afford it, you will have to give it even if you lose your wealth and sell blood and kidney. Even if the mine owner sells the mine, I'm afraid there won't be 100 million?

Lin Cheng thought with disdain that there are so many people loading x these days.

"100 million once! 100 million twice! Is there anything else to add?"

Asked the host.

"150 million!"

Mo San upstairs was trembling. So much money to buy a grass?

Blue Enron continued to raise the price without blinking, and didn't hear the mobile phone ring at all.

"200 million!"

what?

"200 million? Did I hear you right? It's terrible!"

The lady around me was surprised and said.

"Is Zhao Lei crazy? He doesn't have money to stay in the incense Pavilion, but he won't let him go."

Mo San said in surprise.

"250 million! He doesn't know the greatness of heaven and earth. I'll teach him!"

Mo Jin said playfully, and a bad smile came up at the corners of her mouth.

"250 million!"

Mo San shouted.

LAN Enron Zou frowned. Isn't this man playing?

She doesn't have the money.

LAN Enron raised the sign and said.

"Sorry, I asked for a break!"

"If the gentleman asks for a break, then take a five minute break!"

The host said.

LAN Enron got up, walked to the outside of the box and said respectfully to the inside.

"Sorry, I'm determined to get this fennel herb. I hope this photographer can give it to me."

There was a long silence and no echo.

"Sir, I really need this fennel herb. I hope you can give it to me."

LAN Enron said again.

Mo Jinrong thought the voice was a little familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere, he frowned and said.

"Sorry, we still have a fair auction. This is an auction. How can there be comity? The one with the highest price gets it. I don't think it's wrong. If you get it, we'll compare it."

At this point, LAN Enron has nothing to say. Since she wants to compare, she will give up. There is no way to rob. This fennel herb is also hers.

She turned away angrily and returned to her seat.

"Do you think the sound is a little familiar?"

Mo Jinrong asked.

"It's a little, like... It's LAN Enron's voice."

Mo San's words woke up the dreamer. Mo Jin's eyes suddenly widened and looked at the person in front of her. The voice and back seemed to be LAN Enron!

But this is Liuxiang Pavilion. The security and confidentiality measures are extremely strict. How can she get in?