Ruan Xue and Xia Hao exchanged a look, both eyes filled with confusion. Didn’t the auctioneer say these three pieces of rock could at most produce ice jadeite?
Even Duan Shan had a hint of doubt, but after witnessing An Yiqing’s performance at the Xuandu Jade Stone Conference, he wisely kept silent, quietly observing.
The bidding at the auction platform had started, with an opening price of fifty million.
At this price, the crowd erupted, accusing the auctioneer of being greedy. These three pieces of ice jadeite rough should at most be thirty million, at most thirty-five million, yet now the starting bid was fifty million; they must be crazy about money!
The bidding began, the venue fell eerily silent. After a mont, a woman’s voice rang out.
"Sixty million!"
The crowd stirred, and many looked up toward the third floor, trying to identify which private room the voice ca from.
An Yiqing heard the voice and inexplicably found it familiar, but couldn’t recall where she’d heard it before.
With a slight frown, An Yiqing pressed the bidding button in her hand, "Sixty-five million!"
The scene erupted again, these three pieces of rough that could only yield ice jadeite had sold for sixty-five million!
"Sixty-six million!" On the second floor, a middle-aged man with blond hair and blue eyes looked up toward the upper floor and bid softly.
"Sixty-seven million!" The woman’s voice rang out once more, laced with evident arrogance and displeasure.
The blond-haired, blue-eyed middle-aged man frowned, his red lips parting slightly, "Seventy million!"
The auction house fell silent, the bid for these three pieces of dium-grade rough rose to seventy million, sothing even the auctioneer hadn’t anticipated.
"Seventy-one million!" The woman bid once more, imdiately followed by a fluent international tongue, "I’m determined to get these three rough stones! If anyone wants to compete, they better be sure they’ve got what it takes!"
"Seventy-five million!" The blond man seed enraged by the woman’s arrogance, directly raising the price by four million!
"Seventy-six million!"
For a mont, the woman on the third floor and the blond-haired, blue-eyed man on the second floor squared off with full force. An Yiqing’s earlier bid seed to have left not a trace in everyone’s mind.
In no ti, the price of the rough stones had been driven up to ninety million, just ten million short of a billion!
By this point, both the woman on the third floor and the man on the second floor were evidently starting to struggle, especially the blond man, whose forehead was increasingly sweaty.
Until the woman on the third floor called out "ninety-five million," the man on the second floor fell silent.
The auctioneer, already stunned, quickly gathered his wits, tightly gripping the gavel, and exclaid excitedly, "Ninety-five million! The lady on the third floor has bid ninety-five million for these three pieces of rough. Are there any other bids? Any other bids?"
"Ninety-five million once!"
"Ninety-five million twice!"
"Ninety-five million thir—"
"One hundred million!"
The auctioneer’s voice abruptly stopped, the auction hall descended into an eerie silence.
In the private room, Ruan Xue and Xia Hao gaped at An Yiqing in horror, their mouths agape. They were wealthy, but not so wasteful as to squander a billion!
"Xia, Xiaoqing, isn’t, isn’t a billion too much..." Xia Hao swallowed with difficulty, stamring.
An Yiqing glanced back at the two with a smile, then turned to Zhang Yuksheng, "Brother Yusheng, do you think my bid of a billion is too much?"
Zhang Yuksheng, who had been silent all along, smiled and shook his head, "Not too much, Miss must have her reasons for bidding a billion. It will be earned back in due ti."
Zhang Yuksheng had witnessed too many of An Yiqing’s miracles. Not to ntion a billion, even if An Yiqing spent ten billion on these three rough stones, he wouldn’t utter a word against it!
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