Someone made a bid! The whole audience was a little excited.
It doesn't matter if they are watching the excitement, anyone can bid, what they are waiting for is a fierce bidding.
According to previous predictions, the final transaction price of Helen's Eye may reach a record 200 million magnesium gold, so everyone is looking forward to it.
As for the competitors, they are like sharks smelling blood and are ready to take action.
For example, Benteke, the representative of the Eagle Country DuPont Consortium, clutched his number plate and prepared to bid.
The DuPont consortium is determined to acquire this Eye of Helen. After acquiring it, it will be re-polished and placed in the global flagship store as a store treasure. The advertising effect will be very good at that time, and it may even compete with the world's number one jewelry.
The company is at arm's length.
As for Princess Maggie, Benteke didn't take it seriously at all.
What happened to the Queen?
She's not the Queen of Eagle Country, she's a rich old woman that the DuPont consortium can't afford to offend.
But the Queen of Greenland is just a small country. Even if she brings the national treasury here to bid, how much money can she get?
Benteke even suspected that Maggie couldn't afford the Eye of Helen at all, but she just took the throne and needed something to talk about, so she made the bold bid.
As long as she makes another bid, Maggie will definitely accept it and give up immediately.
The only things Benteke really cares about are Ali Tudor and Tanzania.
Maybe add an Asco?
With this in mind, Benteke was already planning to bid.
At this moment, his secretary suddenly received a message. With a look of horror on his face, he held down Benteke's hand that was about to raise and prevented him from raising the sign.
Benteke was stunned: "What are you doing?"
The secretary leaned into his ear and whispered a few words.
Benteke's expression gradually changed and he glanced deeply towards Maggie.
Next to Maggie sat an oriental young man with a handsome face and a harmless look.
People who don't know must think that this is Queen Maggie's Oriental boyfriend, maybe it's just a temporary novelty, and they will break up soon.
But just now, the DuPont Consortium learned the identity of this person! Benteke's back was soaked with sweat. It was hard for him to imagine what kind of trouble he and the DuPont Consortium would cause if he raised the card.
Although the DuPont Consortium is the largest consortium in Eagle Country, it only ranks around ten in the world.
There are many more powerful financial groups in the world, such as the Morgan Group and the former Childe family.
According to the news just received by the DuPont Consortium, the Childe family and the Morgan Consortium were destroyed at the hands of that Oriental named Li Xuan.
Benteke lowered his head deeply and even hid the number plate. He was afraid that Li Xuan would notice his intention to raise the plate. He even wanted to run away immediately and leave this dangerous place far away! What's the Eye of Helen?
We, the DuPont consortium, are not interested! Benteke didn’t even raise a sign. What the hell is he doing?
Ali Tudor, who had been secretly watching Benteke from the back row, was a little puzzled.
As the oldest pure-blood aristocrat in Europe, it goes without saying that Ali’s net worth is huge.
Now he owns land worth tens of billions across Europe and is a shareholder of several top companies. Even he himself doesn't know how much money he has.
In a few days it will be Ali and his wife's 20th wedding anniversary, and he decided to take a photo of Helen's Eye as a gift for his wife.
For this reason, Ali prepared 250 million magnesium gold in cash just to compete with people like Benteke and Tanzanian.
But what surprised Ali was that after Maggie raised her sign, Benteke had no intention of competing at all. He even shrank his neck and almost slipped under the chair.
"What the hell is this guy doing?"
Ali frowned, feeling that something was a little strange.
Looking at the other side, Tanzanian is answering the phone.
While Ali was hesitating, the host had already started urging him.
"No one bids?
The story of this diamond..." "If no one bids, then... 105 million magnesium gold, first time!"
The host boasted earnestly for a long time and had to start the countdown.
The audience was in an uproar.
How can it be?
Maggie is the only one bidding?
Where have the other competitors gone? Do we have to give up at such a low price? It’s impossible, right?
Ali didn't care anymore, he decided to take action.
At this moment, the assistant suddenly said nervously: "Mr. Ali, please don't bid!"
"Why?"
Ali asked doubtfully.
"That person next to Queen Maggie...that person is...the God of Death!"
The assistant said in horror.
Ali's eyes widened and he almost had a heart attack.
"What are you talking about, that person is... the God of Death?"
The name "Death" has once again swept across Europe recently.
The oldest family in the country, Sebastian, was wiped out a few days ago.
It was really bulldozed, and everyone, including the manor and the castle, was buried directly underground.
Although there was no news on the news, the nobles of the major European families knew the details immediately, and then they realized that the God of Death had taken action again! The nobles were all trembling. Their noble blood and huge wealth were not worth it in front of the God of Death.
Mention.
If the god of death is willing, he can destroy everything they own.
So all the nobles issued the strictest restrictions, strictly prohibiting the tribesmen from messing around, especially not to provoke people with oriental faces, for fear that anyone they provoke would be related to the God of Death.
Ali is also very careful these days.
But he never imagined that he had just almost bid with the God of Death's girlfriend?
Isn’t this courting death? No matter if he has been a noble for hundreds of years, no matter how much land he owns, no matter what company he is a shareholder, what kind of good outcome do you expect after provoking the God of Death?
Ali was covered in cold sweat. He finally understood why Benteke was so motionless. He quickly lowered his head, his heart was pounding, and he secretly prayed that he would not be targeted by the god of death! Tanzanian also had the same behavior, and this big collector was in the market.
He is known for being generous and ruthless in his spending. As long as he has his eye on the auction item, he will bite it tightly like a poisonous snake and won't let go.
But this time, Tanzanian was like an obedient little sheep. After answering the phone, he sat on the chair obediently, with the number plate simply sitting under his butt, without any intention of picking it up.
In addition to these three strongest competitors, many people in the venue realized something. They all lowered their heads, as if the auction did not exist at all.
The poor host had no idea what was going on. His throat was filled with smoke when he stood on the stage, but no one bid at all.
Time passed by, and the host delayed it for five minutes before finally reluctantly raising the auction gavel and knocking it down painfully.
"One hundred and five million magnesium gold, congratulations on taking the picture of Helen's Eye on the 88th!"
After the host finished speaking, he almost cried.