"Holy shit, holy shit!"
"Damn, my hairs are standing up! Ten billion."
"That’s ten digits."
"Did I just say this is the highest price at an auction in Inderia this past month? I take back what I said. Today’s bidding is definitely the highest price in the last three months, maybe even half a year."
A lot of people took a sharp breath.
Inderia is wealthy and powerful.
Tens of millions are like water here; luxury supercars are everywhere on the road... But nobody is wealthy enough to throw around this much.
Ten billion.
This amount is in a different league from tens of millions.
Even at an auction, you don’t encounter such a sum often; maybe just once or twice occasionally.
"Can soone tell what this girl’s background is?"
Finally, soone began to pay attention to Nathalie Quinlan’s background.
After all, Inderians generally think highly of themselves, often being dismissive towards outsiders and unwilling to engage with powers outside of Inderia.
Yet Nathalie managed to capture their attention.
"I don’t know, never heard of her before, seems like she’s part of the team here for this scientific negotiation, a Zenlan."
"Zenla is playing this big now?"
...
Stanley Zachmann heard Nathalie Quinlan offer a price of 10 billion, and his temples pounded twice.
Even though he was psychologically prepared, hearing his daughter spend the Zachmann Family’s fortune accumulated over a century on a single bid still caused his heart to skip a beat.
Yet he quickly adjusted his mindset, not dwelling excessively on these matters, and told Nathalie: "Nathalie, if you bid again, don’t add as much this ti. The family can at most put up another 3 billion; beyond that, we’d have to borrow from your uncle’s family."
He worried that Leonardy Zachmann might be willing to lend, but Celine Tucker and Hendrik Zachmann might not agree.
"Yes."
The girl’s slightly open neckline revealed a portion of her fair and delicate collarbone, her lazy and casual gaze settled on the middle-aged man not far away, her voice very calm: "Don’t worry, he won’t dare to continue!"
Adding one yuan at a ti, she was already tired of it.
Ten billion was what she initially calculated to be his limit.
The opponent definitely wouldn’t dare to go further.
Because he couldn’t be sure how far she was willing to play.
The proof was in Nathalie Quinlan’s perception.
Torre gave her a fierce glare almost as if he could eat her alive after she announced ten billion.
Yet before the auctioneer’s gavel fell, he didn’t voice another bid.
As the gavel fell.
The auctioneer suppressed his excitent to announce, "Today’s last item sold for a price of 10 billion, and it belongs to guest number 015!"
The people at the gala witnessed a grand spectacle, and applause thundered through the room.
Nathalie saw the foreign n in the VIP area leave with an air of discontent.
She slowly retracted her gaze, her oppressive mood easing sowhat, she pulled out a black card from her pocket and handed it to the arriving auction staff, her voice both low and forceful: "Swipe it."
"Nathalie, you...?"
Stanley Zachmann had initially blocked the auction staff to negotiate for three days to wire the money.
Yet who could have expected Nathalie to pull out a bank card directly.
"Okay." The gala and auction staff loved such straightforward and generous patrons, they happily took the card to swipe.
Stanley Zachmann watched the person take the card, still in a daze.
Shawn Norton reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "Stanley, Nathalie, she’s pretty wealthy."
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Stanley Zachmann looked at him blankly, clearly not grasping the scope of ’Nathalie’s wealth’.
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