"2.1 billion!"
Ye Chen took a deep breath and suppressed his excitement. Under the shocked, bewildered gazes of the entire crowd, he slowly raised his bidding paddle.
His voice was not loud, yet it exploded over the venue like a thunderclap.
The crowd instantly erupted into an uproar.
Everyone looked at Ye Chen as if he were an alien, their eyes filled with bafflement, incomprehension, and even pity for a fool.
"Holy shit, is something wrong with this guy's head?"
"Spending 2.1 billion on a plastic toilet that costs 9.9 with free shipping on Pinduoduo? What the hell is that supposed to be?!"
"I wouldn't even want it if someone gave it to me for free—it'd take up space! And he wants to spend 2.1 billion on it? Even if you have money, you can't burn it like that, can you?"
"I'm not so sure! Something about this is fishy!"
Someone smugly analyzed, "If you ask me, this guy must have been in cahoots with Treasure Pavilion all along! He wants to use this crappy toilet to launder dirty money! Tsk tsk, who would've thought Treasure Pavilion did this sort of shady business behind the scenes too!"
"Shh! Watch what you say, brother! Treasure Pavilion might sue you for slander!"
At the No. 3 VIP seating area.
Lin Yang watched Ye Chen raise his paddle to bid, the corner of his mouth twitching wildly as he felt like his brain was no longer enough to process this.
Damn it... is this guy mentally disabled?
Lin Yang could not make sense of it no matter how much he thought about it.
If he were mentally disabled, how could he possess such enormous wealth and cultivate to the realm of a Grandmaster of Gang Jin?
But if he were not mentally disabled,