Su Lixing glanced toward the source of the noise, her red lips pursing slightly, and her expression a bit unnatural.
"What's going on today? The second floor is like a battleground of immortals, and it's all men bidding."
"I know, right?"
"They really are willing to spend a fortune to gain a beauty's favor."
"50 million once! 50 million twice! 50 million three times! Sold."
The hammer sealed the deal.
The white porcelain in the back was like an immortal's battleground, especially for those with a great interest in collecting antiques. Many people came today specifically for this.
"It would be okay to bid on this for Old Lin, but unfortunately, my funds are limited."
Jiang Mian glanced at the empty seat not far away.
Compared to her real father and brother, she seemed more interested in colors, bidding on what she wanted and then leaving.
Time is truly precious for a capitalist.
