She subconsciously looked at the person she had been thinking about, Offit, and saw that the middle-aged man who had just stood up and greeted everyone with a smile on his face had a frozen smile on his face, and he looked visibly embarrassed.
800 million.
This number must be far more than the amount of money he expected to use to appear in Continent F tonight.
His assistant trotted over and whispered in his ear, as if asking him whether he would continue to participate in the auction.
Offit looked at the auctioneer on the stage who was looking forward to him, then lowered his head, his face gloomy and uncertain, and after a brief thought, he shook his head at his assistant.
Haitong could tell from his mouth that he was saying: NO.
She looked back in confusion.
I saw the auctioneer repeat the bidding price again.
"800 million per time."
"800 million times."
"Are there any other people who want to participate in the auction? Time is limited, please seize the opportunity."
*
In box No. 3.
The girl looked at the foreign man who had given up bidding, and heard the auctioneer urging her again and again. This time, she supported her chin with her hand and raised the corners of her eyes slightly, showing no intention of following.
"800 million three times."
The auctioneer's third bid usually means the hammer has fallen.
The price is too high.
Few people in the audience were willing to pay such a high price for a cultural relic.
Most people who come here have no respect for the so-called Twin Sheep Statue, nor do they see any cultural added value in it, let alone spend $800 million to burn it.
Qiao Nian watched the auctioneer raise the hammer and gently place it on the trading table.
“Congratulations to the buyer of Box 1!”
There was sparse applause from below.
Everyone applauded and looked around, wanting to see who this generous and mysterious buyer was.
Qiao Nian didn't read on. Instead, he took out his phone from his pocket, flipped through someone's profile picture on WeChat, and typed the message with both hands, editing it quickly.
[QN: Where?]
It's still being inputted.
The girl had a cold face, her long eyelashes slightly drooped, and she lowered her head. She typed very quickly and edited another WeChat message and sent it over first.
[QN: Don't tell me you're not here.]
[QN: I'll wait for you here.]
[QN: Ten minutes.]
What I mean is to give him ten minutes to deal with the matter and come to find me.
After sending the message, Qiao Nian didn't look at his phone. He put the phone back and looked at the auction hall again, his eyes glancing in a certain direction.
She seemed to see a familiar face.
*
"How could this happen?" Hai Tong looked at the staff in dismay as they covered the bronze ware with red silk and pushed it down carefully.
The auctioneer on the auction table had already calmed down his excitement and started preparing to introduce the next item...
Everyone followed the procedure.
Only Haitong seemed to be living in a dream and couldn't recover for a long time.
She couldn't understand why anyone would bid at such a high price, and why Mr. Offit, whom she admired and yearned for, gave up so easily.
Elena saw her confusion and gave her some attention. She stood up and said to her, "Don't you want to meet Offit? I'll take you to say hello to him."
Haitong was immediately brought back to reality. She looked at the auction that was still going on and said uncertainly: "Now?"
Elena nodded gracefully: "Now."
Ofit was willing to spend a huge sum of money in the auction just to become famous and show his face in Continent F.
Since he failed in his first attempt and his collection was snatched away by someone else at an overwhelming price, it is unlikely that Offit would continue to participate in subsequent auctions given his character.
(End of this chapter)