??245: Chapter 234: Sky-High Priced Diamond
245: Chapter 234: Sky-High Priced Diamond
“Fatty was furious when he overheard the audacity—how dare soone in Sunan City not give him face?
Any man likes to save face, especially when his woman is right beside him.
He had just declared he’d secure the diamond, and then soone interfered.
It was more than he could bear.
Clenching his teeth, Fatty shouted, ‘1.7 million.'”
“‘1.8 million.’ The man in booth number five seed slightly annoyed as he picked up the microphone and said, ‘My father is Tian Dongcheng.
I hope everyone can show
a little respect, alright?'”
Everyone at the venue gasped upon hearing that na.
Tian Dongcheng, a high-ranking official in the city, was not soone to offend needlessly.
Most people there were businessn; none would willingly offend soone so influential.
Even with so connections at the province level, county authority was more imminent.
Even if you complained to your backers, and Tian Dongcheng outwardly agreed, he could still trip you up behind the scenes, leaving you helpless.
Sure enough, upon hearing the na ‘Tian Dongcheng,’ Fatty slumped back into his seat and started consoling his companion.
The man in booth five nodded in satisfaction, seeing the reaction—his father’s reputation in Sunan City was still very influential.
“‘1.8 million once, 1.8 million twice,'” the auctioneer was lifting the hamr when a voice from booth number seven chid in, ‘1.9 million.'”
The voice was that of a woman, crisp yet ethereal, sparking curiosity about her identity among many attendees.
“Friend, are you sure you want to keep bidding against ?” the man from booth number five said sternly.
“Sorry, I really like this diamond.”
“Alright, alright, two million dollars!” the man yelled, turning RMB 12 million.
It was probably the entire asset of a multimillionaire, using it just to buy a stone, making everyone wonder just how much money Tian Dongcheng had amassed over his years in office.
“‘2.1 million,'” the woman raised the bid, treating money as if it were re paper.
“‘2.3 million,'” the man was extrely irritated now.
He couldn’t believe soone dared not to give him—or rather, his father—face, while Little Ying was just obsessed with the diamond below and remained silent.
“‘2.4 million'”
“‘2.5 million'”
“‘2.6 million'”
The price skyrocketed, the addition of hundreds of thousands of dollars each step seed extravagant.
Li Shishi clasped her hands tightly together, sweating, stunned at how quickly the price soared.
It was madness.
Unknowingly, the bid had reached four million, shouted by the man in booth five.
The voice from booth seven stopped, perhaps feeling the gem was not worth the escalating price, and while shouting out the four million, the man seed resentful.
Initially, he could have won the item for 1.8 million, but it had been driven up to four million.
If Little Ying’s family background hadn’t been more important than the four million dollars, he would have stopped bidding.
“‘Four million once, four million twice, four million third…'” Before the auctioneer could complete, soone else interrupted.
“‘4.1 million.’ This voice ca from booth two, specifically from Song Yun.
Li Shishi looked worriedly at Song Yun, ‘4.1 million, that’s over 24 million RMB, Song Yun, isn’t that too expensive?'”
“Expensive?” Song Yun shrugged and chuckled, ‘As long as you like it.’
Before Li Shishi could get too overwheld, Song Yun teased again, ‘We could always sell the courtyard house.
If that’s still not enough, I could start selling myself, five hundred per go, half an hour each ti, twenty-four hours a day.
That would make twenty-four thousand yuan a day, and with a year’s earnings plus the sale price of the house, I should be able to pay it off.’
“Go to hell, let’s not buy it; it’s too expensive,” Li Shishi said sensibly, which made Song Yun see her in a new light.
They say won zero out their IQ when they fall for sothing and would sacrifice anything for it, but Li Shishi was not that type.
She had rational affection, and if it exceeded her limits, she would stop.
“‘4.2 million,'” the voice from booth five was tinged with frustration.
“Let’s not bid any higher; it’s too expensive.
We could buy sothing else with that money,” Li Shishi said, pulling on Song Yun’s arm.
“Sure, we could go to Zhou Dafu later and buy you sothing there,” Song Yun said with a smile, then shouted, “‘4.5 million.'”
Li Shishi looked at Song Yun with an expression that was torn between wanting to speak and wanting to vent, much like being constipated.
Song Yun patted her shoulder and laughed, “Don’t worry, I promised you I’d get this necklace for you, and I will.”
The man in booth five wilted when he heard ‘4.5 million.’ His father had given him a maximum limit of four million dollars.
When he had previously shouted ‘4.2 million,’ he had already planned to borrow the twenty thousand from a friend to secure the necklace.
He hadn’t expected the bastard in booth two to shout a price as high as 4.5 million dollars.
That bottle of wine you stole from , and now you’re driving up the price for this necklace too.
Don’t let
find out who you are, or I’ll kill you.
Little Ying sighed sadly and sat on the couch, watching the waiter carefully place the blue diamond on a plate and deliver it to booth number two.
She really loved that blue diamond, feeling it was fated for her at first glance, yet it was snatched away by soone else.
The blue diamond was delivered to booth number two, and Song Yun stretched lazily, watching the waiter and asked, “Young man, do you hire people here to sweep the floors or scrub the toilets?”
The waiter was stunned.
Anyone sitting in a booth like this was certainly wealthy or noble, not just anyone with money could sit here, much less in one of the front row booths.
“Your joke is very funny,” the waiter forced a laugh, but his forehead was already sweating.
Song Yun shook his head and dialed his godfather, “Hey, old man, send
five million dollars, I need it here.”
“What trouble have you gotten into now that you need to shell out five million dollars?
Do you think money grows on trees?” the old man yelled on the other line.
“I’m buying a gift for your daughter-in-law.
If you don’t send
the money, I’ll be stuck here cleaning toilets,” Song Yun spoke shalessly.
Hearing this, the old man laughed heartily, “Boy, which daughter-in-law are you talking about?
Is it Shishi, Qingluan, Xiao Qing from the He Xi Changquan family, Hua Qingcheng, or Xia Tian?”
“Li Shishi, are you sending the money or not?
The security here is already holding a knife to my neck.”
“Alright, alright, I’ll send it right away.
You, boy, give it your best.
I still want to…beep, beep, beep.” As the old man was cut off, he swore, “This kid really doesn’t respect his elders.
Lao Gu, go transfer five million dollars to the Wolf King’s account.”
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