Chapter 15

The famous young master Sicong was also at the scene. Seeing such a high-profile Wang Shaokun, the expressions of young master Sicong and Ding Zixuan were almost the same.

Both of them smiled as if they were looking at a clown and looked at Wang Shaokun standing on the seat covered by a spotlight lantern.

"51 million, boss 18 offered 51 million! Is there anything higher?"

But Wang Shaokun's price, of course, could not be the highest. Soon, someone offered again.

As soon as the price of 51 million came out, Wang Shaokun immediately made a bid.

"51 million? Ouch, what a high price. In that case, I'll keep a low profile and offer 51 million. Hehe."

Wang Shaokun shouted with a bad smile. The cameraman also specially gave Wang Shaokun a big close-up shot, which directly appeared on the big screen.

Wang Shaokun became more proud. He felt that he should appear in the spotlight and be looked at by everyone around him with worship and jealousy.

Unfortunately, he doesn't know. In the eyes of some people, he is a clown. Relying on some money in his family, he is domineering and doesn't pay attention to anyone. If there is no his father Wang Jinlong, he Wang Shaokun, what a fart?

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wang. This car is so attractive. I'll pay 52 million!"

Wang Shaokun's face suddenly changed when he heard the speech. He didn't expect that there were people in this city who dared not give him face!

"Yo, is there anyone else competing with me? OK, let's play slowly. I'm still 10000! 52.01 million higher than you!

Well, I know you, Shuimu group? Hehe, OK, I remember you. Let's play slowly... "

Wang Shaokun pretended to look surprised, but the evil smile on his face was a little thicker.

Although Wang Shaokun's family has money, in fact, how can the money he can control be unlimited?

Wang Jinlong's fortune is about 5 billion, but that's not cash. There are many industries, but the cash he can take out is limited.

Wang Jinlong dotes on Wang Shaokun, the only son, but he can't let him fool around at will. He can't transfer all his working capital for a car.

Wang Shaokun only knows that his father is worth billions, but how can he know anything else except losing his family?

At this time, he is like a mad dog. Whoever dares to rob his car with him will increase the price. He doesn't believe it. He is the young master of Jinlong group and can't buy a car?

"58 million!"

"65 million..."

........

The price rose all the way. Soon, with the continuous increase of Wang Shaokun, it reached an amazing price of 65 million.

"67 million, 67 million! Young master Wang Shaokun offered 67 million! Is there anything higher?"

The beauty who presided over the auction was shocked by the price and covered her mouth at a loss.

She doesn't understand how the values of the rich are defined. It's just a car. The price of tens of millions makes her completely confused.

It can only be said that poverty has limited her imagination.

"Sixty seven million first... Sixty seven million second, sixty seven million..."

Although the heart was extremely shocked, the beauty hosting the auction was not stunned. She was very dedicated and began to bid.

When Wang Shaokun heard the bidding, he showed an extremely proud expression. He even began to fantasize that he was going out in this extremely windy sports car and was attracted much attention.

Many other bosses who had just competed with Wang Shaokun couldn't help showing an expression like eating a fly when they saw the proud expression on Wang Shaokun's second ancestor's face.

One by one, their faces looked ugly.

They are well-known big bosses, but they are suppressed by such a worthless second ancestor. How can they be reconciled?

Is this car taken down by this guy?

When the beauty supporting the auction was ready to make a final decision, he smiled. The very calm young master Sicong raised his hand and said, "80 million!"

"67 million... What, 80 million, yes, which boss..."

The beauty host sometimes didn't respond. He was surprised that he stuttered for a moment and quickly heard the reputation.

At this point, it's amazing. That seemingly ordinary and calm face with a bit of handsome looks very familiar?

"Oh, my God, yes, it's master Sicong. God, master Sicong's price is 80... 80 million!"

At the moment when the beauty host recognized master Sicong, she had completely become incoherent.

That's master Sicong, okay? The richest and second generation in China, who is the top and the first ladder that does not pit their father!

Like the regular script of Li Changjiang, the richest man in the past, they are the top rich second generation.

This is the golden turtle son-in-law of 9999 pure gold. If anyone can catch it, he will honor his ancestors and have no worries for ten generations.

"Look, that's master Sicong, the son of the big group. I also said how I looked familiar just now. I didn't expect even him to come."

"Yes, ha ha. Now let's see what the boy Wang Shaokun is proud of. He's awesome. Can he beat master Sicong?"

Just as everyone was talking about it, Wang Shaokun, who was a party, showed the same expression as they had just now, just like eating a fly, and his face was ugly and frightening.

"Oh, oh, since master Sicong likes this car, I'll quit the bidding. It's the so-called BMW with hero. This bat car is just worthy of master Sicong's identity."

Wang Shaokun's face showed a very embarrassed expression, but then the situation changed suddenly, brought up a flattering smile and said to young master Sicong.

In fact, a large part of Wang Shaokun's family's business is to cooperate with the big group. Therefore, he can offend anyone, but he can't offend young master Sicong, the gold owner of his family.

The reason why master Sicong directly increased the price by 13 million is this effect. He wants to crush the heroes with a rolling attitude!

He wants to make people have incomparable ideas and save himself from spending too much time with the ink of these clowns.

Facts have proved that the effect of his direct price increase of 1300 is still extremely significant!

After his offer, no one dared to have the idea of bidding with him. After a dead silence, many flattering voices also sounded one after another.

Master Sicong has long been tired of listening to such words, but he also enjoys such a voice.

Under the attention of all, sitting alone on the throne is the peak of life.

However, at this time, a strange voice forcibly destroyed the "harmonious" atmosphere in the auction venue.

"This car is good. I like it. I bid... 100 million!"