The crisp numbers show that the bidder is bound to win.
The other bidders were indeed daunted by this astonishing price and stopped bidding. Jiang Lucheng had already been standing aside with his jaw dropped.
He couldn't help it, no one else saw it, but he saw with his own eyes that this woman didn't even blink an eye when the price was increased by hundreds of millions.
He asked himself that he had been pampered since he was a child, and money was just a number in the eyes of people like them, but if he wanted to spend hundreds of millions at once, he still had to make a careful calculation.
Looking at the woman in front of me, the world is falling apart at every turn.
Jiang Lucheng somewhat understood why Mu Yunqian valued her so much, and why he wanted to exclude Wangbei Dongcao...
Jiang Nuantang didn't know Jiang Lucheng's thoughts. Her attention was all on the Wangbei winter grass on the stage. As long as someone increased the price, she would chase after him, like a wolf waiting for an opportunity, biting him with all his might.
Live each other.
At this moment, Jiang Nuantang's cell phone on the table rang. It was an unfamiliar number.
Jiang Nuantang glanced at it and picked up the phone.
As soon as the call was connected, Shao Zhanlin's voice came into his ears through the phone receiver:
"Miss Jiang wants to see the winter grass in the north?"
The deep voice is magnetic and sexy. In this quiet Accord, it is more like two people lying on their necks, rubbing their temples together, intimate and ambiguous.
Jiang Nuantang pursed her lips lightly, ignoring the ripples in her heart, and said in a cold voice:
"No?"
No emotion can be heard in the concise and clear words.
Shao Zhanlin frowned. Jiang Nuantang's tit-for-tat attitude toward Maimang made him unhappy, but he didn't show it. Instead, he asked calmly:
"What do you want it for?"
"It has nothing to do with you." With one sentence, the innate familiarity and tacit understanding between the two people disappeared. Jiang Nuantang's voice was cold: "If Mr. Shao wants it, just compete fairly."
There was a long silence in response to her.
…
In the box.
Shao Zhanlin hung up the phone, rubbed his sore eyebrows and asked Zhou Jin.
"Where's the miracle doctor?"
"The organizer has confirmed that the miracle doctor didn't appear to be here."
Zhou Jin answered cautiously. Strictly speaking, it was indeed his mistake. He did not confirm in advance whether the miracle doctor really attended the auction, which led to this mistake.
Shao Zhanlin's face darkened when he heard the answer, but he didn't say anything more and stood up without interest.
"Let's go!"
After regaining consciousness, Zhou Jin saw that Shao Zhanlin had walked to the door and quickly followed him.
The people in the box next to him heard the noise and came out.
Just when they saw Shao Zhanlin's leaving figure, one of the pretty women in a red dress became anxious and said to the woman wearing the same white dress beside her:
"Why is Brother Zhan Lin gone? Now that he's gone, what will happen to Wangbei Dongcao?"
The woman in the white dress frowned slightly, obviously feeling embarrassed by this turn of events, but she still looked calm and relieved:
"If he doesn't bid, then we can only bid by ourselves."
Compared with the calmness of the woman in the white dress, the woman in the red dress seems a little tangled:
"But now the price has reached 400 million, which is far beyond our budget..."
"Then use other methods."
…
Without the participation of Shao Zhanlin in the bidding, although some people still wanted to compete with Jiang Nuantang, they were obviously defeated in the end by absolute strength. After several rounds, Jiang Nuantang got his wish and got it at a price of 500 million.
Look at the winter grass in the north.
With the auctioneer's final word, the auction is coming to an end.
After the delivery, Jiang Nuantang took the brocade box sent by the staff and put it into her handbag.
Because she missed her pair of cute babies at home, Jiang Nuantang didn't stay much longer. After declining Jiang Lucheng's proposal to send her back, she took her bag and went downstairs alone. As soon as she reached the door of the hotel, she was stopped by the greeter at the door:
"Ma'am, please stay."
"Is something wrong?"
Jiang Nuantang was confused when a gentle voice came from behind:
"I asked them to stop you."
Jiang Nuantang followed the sound and found two women in sisters' costumes standing side by side.
Her curved eyebrows wrinkled slightly, she didn't remember knowing these two people before.
"so?"
Jiang Nuantang's expression was cold, and she didn't have a good impression of the two people who tried to stop her.
The woman in the white dress didn't care about Jiang Nuantang's attitude. She took a step forward and explained her purpose:
"I was in a daze just now and couldn't take a picture of the winter grass. After asking, I found out that it was the lady who took the picture. This may be a bit presumptuous, but I still want to ask if the lady can cut off her love. After all, there are elderly people at home waiting for this herb.
Help, for the sake of fairness, I will buy the winter grass in your hand at a price higher than the auction price, and I hope you can fulfill it."