With An Lei’s price increase this time, the entire auction will have no destiny to overpay. In the end, this auction will become a bidding performance of the future technology represented by Wang's side and An Lei.
When An Lei mentioned the price of 8,000 per 100 kilograms, Li Debao suddenly stopped bidding. Li Debao was already sweating, "Mr. Lu, do we want to continue?"
In fact, the reason Li Debao asked this was because Lu Peng, the representative of Prince Yue, did not ask himself to stop. In fact, Li Debao planned to stop at five thousand. After all, if the price is too high, it will lose money if it is recycled.
"Continue! As long as it doesn't exceed nine thousand! Let's continue!" Lu Peng gritted his teeth.
Seeing that the agent Lu Peng had said so, Li Debao had no choice but to continue holding up the sign, but Li Debao did not increase the price to nine thousand, but instead called out the price of eight thousand and one hundred.
Hearing that Wang is still planning to increase the price, An Lei is also a little frustrated. After all, there are 1,000 to reach 90 million, so I dare not increase the price anymore.
At this time, Wu Jun, who had always been calm and composed, said suddenly, "Why, increase the price? Don't you want to fall short?"
Just as Wu Jun finished speaking, a note suddenly fell on Wu Jun’s lap. Wu Jun didn’t see where the note came from, but opened the note directly. He looked at the content on it. , Pointed the note at the camera on his body and said, "Look, your old friend is still quite supportive of you! Even if you die, he still hasn't forgotten it!"
Chen Ming, who was sitting in the elegant room, saw through the camera, and the note was written with a few graceful words, "Continue to increase the price, don't worry about the price."
The signature is a stick figure drawn up by a little man.
Chen Ming took a deep breath and said to the earphone in An Lei's ear, "Continue to increase the price!"
Hearing Chen Ming's words, An Lei, who was always curious about the contents of the note, knew where the note came from after hearing Chen Ming's words.
"Eight thousand, two hundred!" An Lei raised the bidding card in his hand.
Hearing that An Lei dared to increase the price, Lu Peng directly grabbed the offer card in Li Debao's hand and shouted, "Eight thousand five!"
After Lu Peng held up his placard, An Lei shouted in a humble tone, "Eight thousand six hundred!"
"Eight thousand seven hundred!" Lu Peng roared.
"Eight thousand eight hundred!" An Lei still said in a humble tone.
"Nima! Did you mean it!" Lu Peng stood up directly from his seat, completely disregarding his own image, pointing at it like a shrew cursing the street, and exclaimed An Lei with a smug look.
Seeing that Lu Peng had begun to roar, An Lei was very gentleman and straightened his clothes and said, "Mr. Lu, please pay attention to your own image! This is not Caishikou, this is an auction! If you want to scold the street, please be early. Get up and go to the vegetable market. There are people scolding you."
Lu Peng, who was said to be a shrew, turned pale with anger at this time, and the bidding card made of hard foam board in his hand was deformed by Lu Peng.
Seeing that Lu Peng hadn't made a bid for a long time, An Lei looked at the auctioneer who had never spoken and said, "I said that if I bid the highest price, I will get it directly! Don't knock those three times. You can also get off work earlier."
Lu Peng, who had just finished saying this, roared, "Nine thousand!"
Hearing this offer, everyone in the morning session, including Chen Ming who was peeking at Yajian, was also stunned.
Just as Lu Peng said viciously and sat down, thinking that no one would increase the price, An Lei's humble tone sounded again, "Nine thousand one hundred!"
Lu Penggang, who heard that An Lei was still raising the price, was about to continue holding up the sign, but was pressed by Li Debao on the side.
"Mr. Lu! We can't increase the price anymore! If we add it, we won't make any money!" Li Debao was almost crying at this time.
Lu Peng shook Li Debao's hand and said, "Don’t think I don’t know. You will report the price of 12 thousand in your account every time. In fact, the cost per time is only 10,000! If you still want to work in this position, give it. I shut up!"
Li Debao, who wanted to continue to stop Lu Peng, immediately retracted his hand raised again after hearing Lu Peng's words.
"Nine thousand two!"
"Nine thousand three!"
"Nine thousand four!"
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Until Lu Peng finally shouted nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, An Lei held up a placard again and shouted, "Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine!"
Hearing this price, Lu Peng threw the bid card directly at An Lei. An Lei, who was always ready, suddenly hit the bid card with a backhand when he was 20 centimeters away. And shouted to the surprised auctioneer, "I said your auction is too casual! Can this kind of shrew come in?"
After hearing An Lei call out "Shrew" again, he was frustrated and rushed directly towards An Lei.
Seeing Lu Peng rushing towards him, An Lei raised the corner of his mouth, "You couldn't beat me in school. Do you think you can beat me now?"
Just when Lu Peng came to An Lei to throw his fist, An Lei directly kicked Lu Peng's abdomen, but Lu Peng directly flew his chin and knocked on the stairs.
Seeing Lu Peng lying on the ground like a mangy dog, An Lei looked at his Lu Peng viciously and said, "Don't think you can do whatever you want with your studies! I think you should learn how to behave first!"
Li Debao, who had just rushed over, saw Lu Peng clutching his lower body and curled up there with a pale face, so he hurriedly asked someone to lift Lu Peng out.
With Wang's exit, the last scrap metal auction was acquired by Future Technology at a price of 9,990 per 100 kilograms.
For such a price, everyone present is not very optimistic about the future technology. After all, the highest recycling rate in the industry is 50% of Wang's, and Wang has monopolized this technology, which means that everyone is generally accepted. The recovery rate is below 50%.
Just as An Lei and Wu Jun were about to leave the auction site and go to the room where Chen Ming and Jiang Kun were located, Su Min, wearing a black dress and black sandman, suddenly stopped Wu Jun and An Lei from going.
When Wu Jun saw Su Min, he suddenly put a smile on his face and said, "Oh! Miss Su, what do you want to say?"
"If you take such a high price, aren't you afraid of losing money?" Su Min looked at Wu Jun and asked.
Wu Jun deliberately pointed the camera at Su Min and said, "Well! It is definitely not possible to lose money, but it is probably impossible to make money, but we do not plan to make money on this."
Hearing Wu Jun’s answer, Su Min frowned. At this time, An Lei suddenly said, “Miss Su, we still have things. If there’s nothing wrong, can we first...”
An Lei made a gesture of leaving as he said.
Although they don’t understand what Wu Jun and the others are going to do, Su Min still gave the silver eagle badge left to her by General Li and a note with a phone number on it to An Lei Dao, “No matter whether it is financial or technical I’ll try my best to help you if you’re having trouble making this call."
After speaking, Su Min left the auction venue with someone.
After seeing Su Min leave, Wu Jun said into his microphone, "I said that if you let them down, you really want to roast pig's feet with lightning."