Chapter 233: Off-Road Vehicles Get Sky High Prices
"Ji Mei'er, you should announce it." The young man urged eagerly, for fear that something might happen.
After all, all the money in his hand has been invested, let alone 50,000, even if he is asked to take another 10,000, he will not be able to get it out.
"Twelve million." A woman's voice came from the box next to Zhang Dagang.
Ji Meier's eyes lit up, and she raised her eyes to look at Box No. 5: "We have added 500,000 yuan to Box No. 5. Is there anyone who wants to continue bidding?"
As soon as Ji Meier finished speaking, a woman's voice came from Box 8: "Twelve and a half million!"
The minimum increase is fifty thousand, but the masters in these boxes actually increased the price by ten times. This is unacceptable.
Those sitting in the back row lamented the unfairness of their fate when they heard the price increase.
They have to think long and hard about buying a car worth 500,000 yuan, but in the hands of these rich people, it is nothing at all.
"The price for box No. 8 has been increased by 500,000 to 1.25 million. Is there anyone who continues to bid?" Ji Meier looked around again.
According to her past experience, the price now exceeds the value of the car itself, and the auction should almost be over.
"Twelve and a half million once, twelve and a half million twice..." Ji Meier stopped and couldn't help but look at the boxes expectantly.
"Who is in Box No. 8?" Zhang Dagang asked doubtfully.
"It seems to be Mr. Liang. Box No. 8 is his exclusive box." Li Jinggao thought for a while and nodded with absolute certainty: "It is indeed Mr. Liang's."
Looking at Ji Meier's expectant look below, Zhang Dagang couldn't help but want to satisfy this charming woman.
"Myolie, add 200,000."
After hearing Zhang Dagang's words, Yu Xing'er took the microphone on the table without any hesitation: "One hundred and twenty-seven million!"
As soon as Yu Xing'er finished speaking, there was a burst of exclamation from below, and all eyes fell on the second box with inquiry and curiosity.
Box No. 2 has always been a mysterious character. No one knows who is in Box No. 2. They only know that this person is more interested in bidding for medicinal materials.
Today he actually increased the bid by 200,000 yuan for a car. Not to mention everyone, even Ji Meier found it strange.
As far as she knew, there was always an old man in Box 2, and he had never brought any woman with him.
Mr. Liang, who was lying in a wheelchair in Box 8 with extensive burns all over his body, was so angry that he gritted his teeth.
He had already heard about this car before the auction. He originally wanted to buy it directly, but was rejected outright.
Mr. Liang had no choice but to drag his burnt body, which had been simply bandaged, to the auction house, hoping to personally take a photo of the car he had loved for a long time.
"Master Liang, do you want more?" The woman who was called by Master Liang looked at Master Liang's angry look and asked tremblingly.
"Add, add another five hundred thousand."
While speaking, Mr. Liang pulled the burned muscle on his neck, and the pain made him grin.
Hearing that the price for box No. 8 had been increased by another 500,000 yuan, Zhang Dagang signaled to Yu Xing'er to increase the price by 190,000 yuan.
When he heard that the price of box number two had been increased by 190,000 yuan, a flash of pride flashed in Mr. Liang's eyes.
He seems to be a car lover, but unfortunately his financial resources are not as strong as his own.
"Keep going, I have to get this car today." Mr. Liang said fiercely, and once again pulled the burn wound on the back of his neck.
Suddenly, a cold feeling came, and Mr. Liang let out a long sigh of comfort.
He looked up and saw a girl with a face full of collagen and a ponytail, looking at him worriedly.
"Master Liang, I'll give you some ice and you'll feel better." The girl spoke Yingying, her voice as clear and sweet as a lark in the mountains.
Looking at the waiter's suit that the girl was wearing, Mr. Liang stretched out his hand and held it in her little hand that was applying an ice pack to him.
The wound on his neck was no longer painful after being applied with an ice pack. Instead, the girl's slender fingers were cold and cold in the palm of his hand, making Mr. Liang feel extremely comfortable.
"Young Master Liang, I have something to do so I'll step back for a moment. If you need anything, just call me. I'll stand guard at the door."
The girl spoke at a loss. She wanted to withdraw her hand but didn't dare. She glanced pitifully at Mr. Liang, her eyes full of pleading.
This kind of simple and weak woman has a fatal attraction for Mr. Liang.
He held the girl's hand forcefully and pulled it in front of him.
Seeing the girl's white and tender fingers, only the fingertips were red from the ice pack, a flash of pity flashed in Mr. Liang's eyes.
"May I have your name?"
The girl obeyed and was held by Mr. Liang, and then she shyly said, "My name is Ma Ying, and I just came to work this month."
Looking at the girl's little face full of collagen, Mr. Liang wanted to do something, but as soon as the wound was touched, he felt so painful that he felt weak, so he had no choice but to give up.
At this time, without Mr. Liang noticing, the bidding for boxes No. 8 and No. 2 had reached a fever pitch.
"Dagang, the other party has already increased the amount to 23 million, do we want to continue increasing it?"
Yu Xing'er hesitated to speak. After all, this car has already accounted for one and a half years of combined sales of all Fuguoyuan branches. If the other party doesn't bid, it really won't be worth it.
But if Dagang wanted it, she would definitely not be vague.
Zhang Dagang shook his head: "The price is almost the same, let's continue watching the show."
The woman bidding in Box 8 looked at Box 2, which had not made any sound for a long time, and began to feel scared.
She turned to look at Mr. Liang, who was flirting with the new waiter, and said nervously: "Master Liang, there will be no increase in prices."
When Mr. Liang heard this, he suddenly smiled and wanted to compare his wealth with him, but the other person was still a little too young.
"How was it? How much did it cost?"
Liang Shao asked casually, and ate the grapes Ma Ying fed him. At the same time, he didn't forget to stick out his tongue and lick Ma Ying's fingertips, which made Ma Ying feel shy again.
"Master Liang, two...twenty-three million..."
When Liang Shao heard the price quoted by the woman, he stopped teasing Ma Ying and said in a deep voice: "Baby, please go out first. I will come back to you after a while."
Ma Ying glanced at the woman sympathetically and left the box obediently.
As soon as Ma Ying left, the woman was so frightened that she immediately knelt down tremblingly: "The other party...the other party has been increasing the price. If I don't increase the price, the car will belong to the other party."
The woman was trembling with fear as she explained, already having her own little plan in mind.
As the photographer here, she can also get a commission from this box, but these are all internal rules that people like Mr. Liang don't know.
Moreover, Mr. Liang is interested in her, so if he can compete for his car, it shouldn't be too difficult for her.