Although he had a premonition before, Mo Shouchen was still very surprised after seeing that person appear at the auction.
The main reason why he was willing to pay two or three times the price to fight for the development rights of Tuerling was because there was an ancient tomb hidden deep underground in Tuerling.
But he was not the only one who knew about the existence of this ancient tomb.
That's right, the person competing with him now for the development rights of Tu'erling is Hu Jiu, who escaped from the ancient tomb with him not long ago.
Hu Jiu was even more shocked when he saw Mo Shouchen. It seemed that none of them expected that the other party was so powerful.
At this time, the price had been called 35 million. Hu Jiu was a little embarrassed. This time he came to participate in the auction, but the old man only gave him 30 million permission.
It was definitely too late to call and apply now, but when he thought of so many funerary objects in the ancient tomb, he couldn't bear to give up, so he gritted his teeth and decided to kill them first and tell them later.
"40 million!" Hu Jiu raised the sign again.
Hearing that Hu Jiu only added 5 million this time, Mo Shouchen knew that this should be the opponent's limit.
But he had asked his accountant before and found that the available funds in the company's account were now less than 40 million, which meant that he had no way to continue to increase the price.
He sighed. Although he was very reluctant, he could only give up the development rights of Tu'erling.
Seeing that no one raised the bid, the auctioneer began to count down the bids.
"40 million for the first time!"
"40 million for the second time!"
Hu Jiu breathed a long sigh of relief. It seemed that he finally won the fierce auction.
This time he not only won the development rights of Tu'erling, but also gained face. This feeling of using money to convince people is so satisfying.
"40 million..."
"50000000!"
Sign No. 251 was raised again, but it was not Mo Shouchen who held up the sign, and it was not Mo Shouchen who called out the price. It was Fang Shiteng who snatched his sign and called out the price.
Mo Shouchen looked at Fang Shiteng in confusion: "What are you..."
Fang Shiteng thought he was very smart and smiled, and then said: "Since you think it is necessary to win the development rights of Tuerling, then I believe you must have a good reason. The extra money will be mine, and it will be treated as a shareholding."
Already."
Mo Shouchen was very touched that Fang Shiteng chose to believe in him without asking for any reason.
At this time, the auctioneer cast an inquiring look, seeming to ask him whether the placard was valid this time.
Mo Shouchen felt that even 50 million was still worth it, and the later rewards would definitely be more than that, so he nodded and confirmed that this time the sign was valid.
"Okay, bid 50 million for No. 251!" the auctioneer said loudly.
"I protest! The person holding the sign is not me, and their bid should be invalid!"
Seeing the duck that had hit his beak fly away, Hu Jiu was really unwilling to accept it, so he stood up and protested.
The auctioneer smiled and said to Hu Jiu: "Hello, sir, the rules of the auction are to only look at the signs. Although someone else just raised the sign, it has been approved by No. 251, so the act of raising the sign this time is valid.
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Hu Jiu still wanted to fight for it, but he really couldn't think of any suitable reason, and in the end he could only sit back in his chair in frustration.
Now that the price has been increased to 50 million, he can barely bear the 10 million to be taken first and then paid later. If it were more, he would not dare to make the decision without authorization.
It seems that this auction itself has failed.
He felt a pang of regret at the thought of missing the funerary objects in the ancient tomb.
If I could successfully deal with this annoying competitor in the ancient tomb, I wouldn't have so much trouble now.
"50 million for the first time!"
"50 million for the second time!"
The auctioneer quoted again, and everyone attending the auction was amazed at how exciting the Tuerling development rights auction was.
Although it didn't happen to them, even if they just witnessed it with their own eyes, it was enough for them to brag to their friends after dinner.
"50 millionth..."
"60 million!"
A voice once again made the auction venue boil.
Everyone turned their attention to Hu Jiu, but he didn't raise his sign at all. This time, he wasn't the one calling out the price.
From the beginning to the end, Mo Shouchen and Hu Jiu had been fighting hard for the development rights of Tu'erling, but now Cheng Yaojin showed up halfway. This was something no one expected.
"No. 252, bid 60 million!"
No. 252? Came later than me?
Following the direction pointed by the auctioneer, Mo Shouchen saw a person holding a sign at the entrance on the other side.
This person turned out to be Gao Hongzhuo, the half-brother of Fang Shiteng, the boss behind the Wenwen Script Killing Hall.
Fang Shiteng stood up immediately after seeing Gao Hongzhuo, with an angry expression on his usually cynical face.
"Gao Hongzhuo, what do you mean!"
Gao Hongzhuo smiled and shrugged, and said: "In the auction, it's natural to see who pays the highest price. You can also continue to increase the price!"
After saying that, he walked straight to Hu Jiu, sat down, and whispered something in Hu Jiu's ear.
This is obvious. It seems that he wants to help Hu Jiu win the development rights of Tuerling...
