"I announce that the auction has officially begun! The first lot of the conference was ......" On the big stage on the first floor, a middle-aged man with a smile from ear to ear was spitting.

The officials in the audience raised their cards from time to time to raise prices, and they shouted openly and secretly.

"You say, the people on the third floor...

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