2099 Dry up

"The mysterious rich man is bidding again!"

"He's bidding again!"

The auctioneer screamed hoarsely:

"Fourteen yards! The mysterious rich man is obviously very fond of this Steyr tactical submachine pistol, and has already raised the price to 14 yards! ”

Before he could finish speaking, the hand that almost poked his nostrils was raised again.

The whole hall finally couldn't help but let out a swarm of roaring discussions.

"The ones on the first and third floors are!"

"Being able to sit in the front row is not a simple character. But if you can go up to the third floor, you are not mortal. ”

"Tsk, the gods are fighting, there is a lively look."

The auctioneer didn't care what others were saying, at this moment, his blood was full of blood, his eyes were red and his neck was panting, but his voice came down, showing a heavy aura of confrontation between the two armies.

Just listen to him say: "2001 Rich Guy bids 15 yards again!" No. 2001 Rich is bound to win! ”

The beautiful assistant quickly turned her face and smiled sweetly at the audience.

No. 2001 snorted coldly and hugged his female companion without looking at her.

The green light on the third floor came on again.

The auctioneer's face changed: "The mysterious rich man bids 16 yards!" The mysterious rich man is like a bamboo! ”

No. 1 snorted coldly, held up the card, and poked the auctioneer's nostrils.

"2001 Rich Bid 17 yards! No. 2001 Rich Fortune Sinking Forcefully! ”

The green light is on.

"The mysterious rich man bids 18 yards! The mysterious rich are unstoppable! ”

Hold up a sign and poke your nostrils.

"No. 2001 ... 19。。。 Force... ”

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“。 36。 ”

“51。”

“66。”

No one could have imagined that things would turn out like this in the end.

Gao Daqiang almost poked the instrument out of smoke.

In 2001, the hands of the rich man were so sore that he couldn't lift them.

But the two of them are as strong as two stubborn cows, neither of them is willing to admit defeat, they are unwilling to give in and give up, and what is even more wonderful is that neither side is willing to quote the actual price, but blindly cite the minimum increase.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Auction house management has been reminded of the time on numerous occasions in the microcommunicator.

But the scene is out of control.

The expressions of the auctioneer and the assistant were stiff.

The boos below also became louder and louder.

Everyone's eyes are bright, to this extent, it is no longer a face-saving thing, and those who can be invited to participate in this auction will not lack these dozens of yards of bullets.

The next story is not about who is richer.

Compare who is more stubborn, more durable, and, more shameless.

Because the scene is really,

It's ugly.

But all this has nothing to do with Li He in the exclusive seat room.

He had been asleep on the couch for a while.

The commissioner also took a thin quilt to cover him, and pulled the small coffee table to the most convenient position for him, and placed a cup of warm water on it so that he could access it at any time.

On the auction table, in the almost broken scolding of the management, the auctioneer finally couldn't help but speak: "I'm sorry two, it's like this, I believe you all really love this product, but due to time constraints, the Steyr tactical submachine pistol is hereby set up with a cap price of 100 yards, who of the two is willing to directly cap it?" ”

2001 signs, 301 lights.

Almost at the same time.

The auctioneer had a headache and asked the camera through the miniature communicator to bring up slow motion.

On the big screen on the auction table, the slow motion of the two bidders was replayed, and it can be clearly seen that the 2001 sign was raised earlier.

"Congratulations to the 2001 Billionaire for winning this Steyr tactical submachine pistol for 100 yards!" The auctioneer applauded with excitement, he had presided over countless auctions, and never once was it as tormenting as this one.

The scene also erupted in bursts of applause, and it seemed that everyone was suffering.

No. 2001 collapsed in his position tiredly and panted, sweating like rain, as if he had fought a long battle.

Although he won in the end, he was tired enough to choke and gulp down drinking water under the care of his female companion.

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the first lot was over and they could move on to the next round, the green light at the bottom of the third floor flashed wildly.

"Damn! Why don't you give me a markup! I'm going to increase the price! I want my enemies to go bankrupt! Depend on! Depend on! Depend on! Depend on! Gao Daqiang's eyes were on fire, and he pressed the green button wildly.

The auctioneer's head hurt even more, and he was tempted to ignore the crazy flashing green light.

But I didn't dare.

He knew exactly what the three floors of the auction house stood for.

So he was very painful and couldn't be the master, so he could only ask the management for help through the WeChat communicator.

"Knock knock knock."

There was a soft knock on the door of the exclusive seating room.

The commissioner tiptoed over to open the door.

There was an account manager standing outside the door, with a strange face, and when he saw that it was the commissioner who opened the door, he asked strangely, "How is the VIP?" ”

The commissioner said softly: "The VIP is resting, and now it is his friend who is bidding, and the VIP instructs that if someone bids, press it until no one is there." ”

The account manager was shocked: "So resolute? ”

The commissioner nodded, giving an affirmative look.

"Can you just send a gun to the VIP when it's over?" The account manager probed his mouth.

The commissioner replied honestly: "I look at the appearance of the VIP, it seems that it is not for a gun, but purely for bidding?" ”

God knows how this misunderstanding came about.

Li He really just wanted to get a Steyr research.

Perhaps it was because of the strange conversation between him and his "friend" that the honest man standing next to him believed that even "bankruptcy" was not hesitating.

The account manager's expression was extremely complicated, and he looked at the scene in the room and stood at the door for a long time.

In the end, as if he had made a certain decision, he said, "Understood, I'll deal with it!" ”

After speaking, he disappeared into the corner of the third floor without looking back like a warrior running to the battlefield.

The auctioneer on the auction table, in fear, waited for the processing results.

His expression instantly became as bitter as a collapsed bitter gourd.

Listening to the louder and louder urging from the audience, he reluctantly said: "Everyone, urgent notice, due to some uncontrollable reasons, the price of this lot has changed temporarily, starting from the 100 yards quoted by the rich man in 2001, if there are still people bidding, it will be doubled until the highest one wins." ”

The scene was silent for a few seconds, and then exploded.

"What's going on? Does the cap price not count? ”

"Huh~~~"

"Is the Central District Auction House planning to self-destruct the sign?"

"It's too ugly, isn't it?"

"Can you xxx skip this gun? I'm almost throwing up xxx! ”

"Farce! Ridiculous farce! ”

“。。。。。。”

“。。。”

The scene became more and more chaotic, and the boos of the crowd became more and more noisy.

The auctioneer frowned tightly and kept shouting, "Quiet! "Quiet!"

No one paid any attention to him.

"Smack! Syllable! The auction hammer slammed into the base, and the whole space reverberated with the thunderous sound of the hammer.

The people in the nearest row of seats covered their ears.

The room finally fell silent.

But quite a few people in the hall had already stood up and were ready to leave.

Again, those who can come here are not ordinary people.

Can't make trouble in other people's territory right now?

Let's go, who's still used to whom?

Seeing that the scene was about to collapse, the auctioneer listened to the prompt in the micro communicator and said loudly: "Friends who are leaving, I'm very sorry for the unpleasant experience, we will have a special team to send you home, and there are gifts at the door." ”

A disdainful mockery popped up from the people who left: "Who cares about your broken car, I don't have a car myself, it's ridiculous!" ”

The auctioneer did not answer, and continued: "Friends who stayed, in order to express our apologies, all fees are waived today, including but not limited to handling fees, food and beverage expenses, accommodation fees, travel expenses, etc. And for the friends who stay to support us, we will make a registration after the auction, and those who have registered can have a consignment right with zero commission in our bank in the future! ”

"Boom!"

The scene suddenly exploded.

The auction houses in the Central District have a long history, huge power, and strong capital, and the commissions they collect from consignment sellers have always been heavy and ruthless, and ordinary people start at least 30 percent, selling a 100-yard bullet merchandise, and 30 yards are owned by others.

A consignment right with a completely zero commission?

Wouldn't it be profitable to get everything ready to sell and sell it all at once?

With such a huge flow place, the strength of the guests is also very strong, if you can consign it with zero commission, it is really a great benefit!

Isn't it just to sit a little longer and watch a little more farce?

Just watch a show, watch it for free, and return the money.

Where can I find such a good deal?

Most of the people who stood up immediately sat back down.

Even the man who despised the broken car sat back in silence as if nothing had happened.

The rest of the people who still refuse to sit are some of the bigwigs who really don't plan to sell, or who are so rich that they don't care about commissions.

There are also some who feel that they can't get over the face, and lie that they will go to the toilet and come back.

In short, this farce is more or less saved.

The auction house in the central district, the hemorrhage of the old forces to save the scene, this kind of scene is rare.

Everyone's mood quickly changed from unpleasant to very pleasant.

But this pleasant emotion does not include someone.

"I'm not convinced!" No. 2001 asked loudly: "Why can I change the price of the goods that have already been auctioned at the top price?!" When I'm dead?! ”

As if he had expected it a long time ago, the auctioneer said to him with a smile on his face: "In this regard, we already have a specific compensation plan, after the final sale of this item, if you still bid, then the final total price of our auction house is responsible for returning half of the total price to you; What do you think if someone else wins the bid and you get one-third of the total price? ”

Rich people are mostly shrewd.

After listening to the compensation plan, the 2001 rich man rolled his eyes, his face was happy, and he stopped talking.

Seeing that the thorns were pressed one by one, the auctioneer finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, knocked on the hammer, and said loudly: "Since everyone has no opinion, then, the auction continues, the first lot, the Steyr tactical submachine pistol, is currently quoted at 100 yards of the 2001 rich, and the asking price is doubled, is there anything higher?" ”

Everyone's eyes were focused on the green light on the third floor.

Everyone knows in their hearts who this doubling price is for.

Everyone is thinking, will that green light really come on?

After all, the next story is no longer more stubborn, more durable and shameless than anyone else.

It's really starting to be, who, is richer.

Under the spotlight of the audience.

Three floors.

The green light is on.

Live up to expectations!