"You want the animal head for 1 billion? Have you asked our bunker for its opinion?"
He spoke with a rough accent, held up the auction number of his private room in a domineering manner, and said lightly: "1.1 billion."
David's eyelids twitched, and he turned to talk to the skinny monkey: "Why does the bunker need this thing?"
Skinny Monkey thought about it: "Young Master Ye from the dark fort is from the same hometown as our Sun. People from the same place as them may have different feelings towards cultural relics, right?"
"Yeah." David thought what he said made sense. Just as he was about to turn his head away, he suddenly realized it, frowned and grinned, "That's not right! Since they didn't want the animal head to be leaked out, why didn't they say anything for so long? Damn, they want us to pay for it!"
It’s a pity that he has no money!
If he had more money, he would have been taken advantage of by those bastards in the bunker!
David thought of Mo Dong's face that looked 'honest and reliable' and spat, "As expected, like masters, like subordinates. They are all so cunning."
Skinny Monkey and Chunlei also reacted after hearing what he said. They both showed the same look of surprise and indignation, and their reactions were exactly the same.
The two bosses are in love, but they run their own businesses in Continent F and do not interfere with each other. The most they do not fight each other to death like before.
But obviously David came to his senses now and realized that he was almost tricked by the grandchildren in the bunker again.
When he was angry enough.
The bakery across the street has had several rounds of exchanges with Mo Dong.
The people at the bakery diagonally opposite don't have much money left.
Each time the price was raised, at most it would be an additional 10 or 20 million on top of the price Mo Dong called out, but Mo Dong and his people were not that shy or stingy.
Basically, it's adding up one hundred million at a time.
With this kind of gameplay, not only are the people in the bakery across the street starting to feel overwhelmed, even if David were to do it himself, he would probably be in trouble.
"1300000000."
Mo Dong lightly added another number. The bakery across the street remained silent for at least ten seconds without responding. They rarely remained silent for such a long time without asking for a price.
David observed and said in a deep voice: "It seems that there is no money."
Chunlei said noncommittally: "Apart from their bunker, who else here has so much cash?"
Ye Wangchuan is a very forward-looking person.
He seldom expands and basically focuses on improving the quality of one line and taking the high-end route.
As a result, the Bunker became one of the forces with the smallest volume but the highest profits, and because of the tone of work set by Ye Wangchuan, the Bunker had money.
Thief is rich.
He was so rich that even David and his friends were jealous. They had been in constant conflict with each other before, and David and his friends once wanted to rob him of some money to spend.
"Tsk." David had to admit that Mo Dong was rich, but he said sourly: "What do you need so much cash for? If you have the guts, you can compete with us in production lines!"
Chunlei and Skinny Monkey looked at each other, and they wisely kept their mouths shut so as not to irritate their boss.
The auctioneer begins the countdown.
This kind of auction usually gives others enough chances to bid again, so the countdown starts from ten seconds, nineteen eighty seven six five four...
David knew that Mo Dong had the upper hand. Even if the animal heads were photographed, they would most likely flow back to Country Z. He no longer had as much psychological pressure as before. Instead, he could easily stand in the stands and watch the fun.
It turned out to be pretty much as he predicted.
The private room on the side made a last-ditch effort to offer 1.33 billion, but after Mo Dong pushed it back with 1.36 billion, there was no more sound from that room.
(End of this chapter)