Chapter 730 Millions of Emeralds, the Dust Settles
Ding Yi's sudden bidding seemed to push the atmosphere of the auction to the extreme.
Duanmuyang is the eldest son of the Duanmu family.
However, the Duanmu family does not have much jewelry business at all. In other words, this guy is just willful, maybe he wants to show off something.
What's even more interesting is that Ye Qianxue doesn't have a jewelry business either.
Neither party has a jewelry business, but they keep robbing each other. Why?
But everyone present looked at Ding Yi favorably.
But for Ye Qianxue to trust him so much and Duanmuyang to be so angry, I guess his identity is not a good one.
Duanmuyang clenched his fists, his face ashen.
He groaned angrily: "If I don't destroy your majesty today, you won't be called Duanmu Yang."
After saying that, he raised his sign and pretended to be very calm and said: "No matter how much that loser pays, I will pay 100,000 more than him!"
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When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but feel strange.
"He is actually more shameless than me." Ding Yi's lips curled up slightly, and he tilted his head to look at Ye Qianxue's majestic appearance.
"Yes." Ye Qianxue cherished her words like gold, and opened her two pink lips lightly.
Um?
What does um mean?
Ding Yi was a little stunned. Does she mean that he is also thick-skinned?
Involuntarily, there was a dark line on his face.
Seeing this, Ye Qianxue seemed to feel that her attitude towards the man was a bit indifferent, and said in a low voice: "I, I'm just angry with him."
To be honest, I really want to be willful today.
If not for anything else, it was because Duanmu Yang wanted to find someone to kill Ding Yi, and she couldn't let go of what the Duanmu family had done.
No one can touch your man.
Even if there is a little thought.
"How's it going, kid, are you scared?" Seeing that Ding Yi remained silent, Duanmu Yang said arrogantly.
Ding Yi shrugged calmly, pondered for a moment, and raised the sign: "Three billion!"
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"Fuck, you are risking your life."
"My heart can't bear it anymore..."
Everyone's eyes widened when they heard Ding Yi raise his cards, and some almost bit their tongues.
This is too crazy.
Does Ye really want to fight to the death with the Duanmu family?
These two families are not in the jewelry business. How can this be embarrassing for some businessmen who came here for this piece of jade?
Ye Qianxue frowned and looked at Ding Yi in confusion.
How come this man is more irrational than me?
However, he must have his reasons for doing so.
Should!
For you to trust this idiot so much.
"My President Ye Da, as far as I know, you are a pharmaceutical group yourself, right? Besides, do you have so much liquidity?" Duanmuyang said in a deep voice, his face turning green and white.
"Don't I have any money myself?" Ye Qianxue glanced at Ding Yi and replied calmly: "Can't I do jewelry business?"
In front of outsiders, her expression remains the same, unchanged for thousands of years.
"you……"
Duanmu Yang pointed angrily at Ye Qianxue, clenched his fists, veins popped out, and there was a cold air between his brows.
"Hey, what are you doing? Why don't you knock?" Ding Yi said to the auctioneer who was stunned.
"ah?"
"Oh oh oh!"
"The first time in three billion and one hundred thousand..."
"you……"
Hearing this, Duanmu Yang was furious.
But it is true that he said that no matter how much Ding Yi pays, it will be 100,000 more than him.
As far as the auctioneer is concerned, there's nothing wrong with it.
"Three billion and a hundred thousand for the second time."
"Three billion and one hundred thousand, the third time, the deal is done."
"Now I declare that box No. 1 belongs to Mr. Duanmu Yang."
As soon as the auctioneer finished speaking, there was silence.
Even if you win, three billion to buy a piece of imperial green? No matter how you calculate it, you will lose money.
Although this piece of jadeite is very large, and the imperial green color is sky-high, its valuation is only about 900 million to 1 billion. Someone had roughly calculated that if it were sold for 900 million, the profit would only be about 600 million.
Now, Duanmuyang has suffered a heavy loss, and he probably wants to die, right?
But what they are very interested in is, will they still bid on the next two boxes?
"Now let's start bidding on box number two."
After the auctioneer finished speaking, this time was different from the first time.
For the first time, these people were all scrambling to bid.
But this time everyone looked at Ding Yi, Ye Qianxue and the pale Duanmu Yang.
Ding Yi smiled and said: "Hey, Mr. Duanmu, why don't you bid first?"
"You..." Duanmuyang's anger surged, and his eyes turned scarlet: "Five billion."
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crazy!
Must be crazy.
This is the unanimous thought of everyone.
When everyone was waiting for Ding Yi's bid, they saw Ding Yi sitting there calmly, motionless.
"Why are you all looking at me?" Ding Yi noticed that the auctioneer was looking at him, shrugged and said, "I didn't say I wanted to auction this box."
'puff!'
Some people couldn't help but laugh out loud.
This guy is really sharp.
Duanmuyang was dizzy from playing with him.
Yes, they really didn’t say they wanted to take the photo, they just asked Duanmuyang to bid first.
The second box belongs to Duanmu Yang of course. After all, only a fool would snatch it from him for the high price of 1.5 billion.
After all, everyone here is a spirit person, and this is the battlefield between Ye Qianxue and Duanmu Yang, and they will not interfere with it.
"Now bid on box number three..."
The auctioneer said with a trembling voice and fear.
He has been doing this for so long and has never seen anything so crazy.
"One hundred thousand!"
Ding Yi once again surprised everyone and directly raised his sign.
"you……"
Duanmuyang was about to vomit blood.
The most important thing is that 4.5 billion is your limit of funds.
Now I don’t know how to explain it to the old man at home.
I saw that he clenched his fists with both hands, his nails dug directly into his palms, and blood dripped down drop by drop.
His face was as pale as paper, and his body was trembling, showing the anger inside him.
Seeing this, everyone didn't know that Duanmu Yang had no liquidity, and they were all ready to make a move.
"Half a million!" A middle-aged Mediterranean man stood up and held up a sign.
"One million!" Ding Yi raised the sign without saying a word, and then asked in Ye Qianxue's ear: "Hey, wife, who do you think the unlucky guy will be next?"
Ding Yi's voice reached everyone's ears like a ghost.
No, after hearing Ding Yi's words, everyone's backs were covered in cold sweat.
This guy even played with Duanmu Yang in applause, how could he easily get around him?
Furthermore, there is only a one-third chance left.
Maybe there's just a broken rock inside.
It is estimated that the imperial green is already in the two boxes of Young Master Duanmu.
The auctioneer didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It had been several minutes and the price had been set at one million. No one dared to raise the price.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Ding Yi rolled his eyes at the auctioneer angrily and said.
"For the first time in a million..."
Everyone's hearts were trembling, and their faces were full of confusion.
"A million times over."
The auctioneer's voice struck their hearts hard, but in the end, no one dared to raise their placards anymore.
"The third time for one million, the deal is done."
"Box No. 3 belongs to Ms. Ye Qianxue."
After finishing speaking, the auctioneer knocked the hammer and the dust settled.
