After the laughter, the manager officially started the auction.
"The starting price of the Courtesan Belle of Paradise Pavilion this time is 5 million yuan stones, and each bid must be at least 100,000 more yuan stones than the previous bid. Now, the auction begins!"
As soon as the manager finished speaking, a series of bids sounded one after another.
"I'll pay 5 million!"
"6 million!"
"7 million!"
"Stop fighting. I'll pay 10 million!"
......
The price rose rapidly, and the price soon rose to 30 million yuan stones one after another.
At this price, the bidding finally slowed down, and there were only a few people left.
"32 million!" A fat middle-aged man hesitated for a moment and then announced the price.
However, as soon as he announced the price, a young man in luxurious clothes, who was waving a folding fan, immediately followed up.
"35 million!"
When the middle-aged man heard the price, he paused slightly and glanced at the young man with the folding fan opposite him.
"36 million!"
However, the voice on the other side sounded again.
"38 million!"
This time, the middle-aged man's face twitched. He couldn't help but stare at the young man with the folding fan in front of him.
The young man opposite him was not afraid at all. With a calm expression on his face, he waved his folding fan and said with a chuckle, "Mr. Huang, why are you looking at me like that? If you want the beauty, you can continue to bid!"
When the middle-aged man named Mr. Huang heard that, a trace of anger flashed across his face, but he still suppressed his anger and said, "My family is weak, so I can't compare with you, Mr. Goo, who is the young master of the Moon Auction House. If you want her, Mr. Goo, I will stop here."
It had to be said that the words of Mr. Huang were very high-sounding.
He knew that with the other party's identity, it was impossible for Mr. Huang to defeat him in terms of financial resources. Thus, he deliberately said that as long as the other party spoke up, he would withdraw from the competition.
In this way, if Mr. Goo didn't want to offend him, he would stop bidding for the sake of Mr. Huang's status as a deacon.
Of course, if Mr. Goo did not care about his identity and continued to bid, then even if Mr. Huang did not obtain the beauty, he could explain it.
He might even be able to repay the other party's kindness.
After all, what he said just now could also be seen as that he, Mr. Huang, had given Mr. Goo face and voluntarily withdrawn from the bidding.
It could be said that Mr. Huang's words placed him in an undefeated position.
However, Mr. Huang's wishful thinking did not come true.
Mr. Goo folded his folding fan and waved his hand. "What family background? What identity? It's meaningless here. Since everyone is here to have fun, you can bid according to the rules. Whoever has money can take the woman away."
"There's no need to talk about anything else!"
Those words were like a slap to the face of Mr. Huang.
It was obvious that Mr. Goo did not wish to withdraw from the competition, nor was he prepared to give Mr. Huang face.
Mr. Huang was so angry that he almost slammed the table and stood up. He glared at Mr. Goo and gritted his teeth. "What a good young master of the Moon Auction House. I've finally seen it today. In the future, I have to take good care of the Moon Auction House."
Those words were obviously threatening.
However, Mr. Goo was still as calm as usual. He was not afraid at all. "My father is in charge of the auction house's business. Mr. Huang, you can go talk to him."
"You..." At that moment, Mr. Huang stood up with a swoosh. The positive energy in his body started to undulate, as if he was about to strike.
Seeing that the atmosphere had become tense, the manager quickly stepped forward to smooth things over.
"Please calm down. We're all acquaintances. There's no need to do this over a woman."
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