"6 billion!"
"7 billion!"
"7.5 billion!"
As Ye Chen and Lin Yang continued their frenzied bidding, everyone in the venue was dumbfounded, even forgetting to breathe.
"12 billion!"
Finally, after Ye Chen gritted his teeth and called out that astronomical figure, the entire venue fell silent.
"12 billion, going once! 12 billion, going twice! 12 billion, going three times!"
"Sold!"
As the auction hammer came down heavily, the auctioneer became so excited that his voice cracked. The smile on his face bloomed like a chrysanthemum, and he was ecstatic inside.
Holy crap! A full 12 billion!
He had worked in the business for years and seen all sorts of grand occasions, but a plastic toilet that cost 9.9 yuan with free shipping on Pinduoduo selling for such a sky-high price utterly shattered his worldview!
He even suspected that the distinguished guest in Room Seven had a tumor in his brain.
But that was clearly none of his concern.
Since someone was willing to be such a massive sucker, he would naturally take his commission with tears in his eyes.
With the auctioneer's final hammer strike, Ye Chen finally breathed a complete sigh of relief.
Even though his heart was bleeding, no matter what, he had successfully won the "Emperor's Divine Cauldron."
As long as he unveiled it at the Old Madam's birthday banquet tomorrow, he would definitely make a stunning debut and slap those Qiao Family relatives who looked down on him right in the face!
By then, his wife Anna would surely see him in a different light, gazing at him lovingly...
After marrying into the family for two and a half years, he had finally lived to see the day he would rise to prominence!
Collecting his thoughts, Ye Chen cast a cold glance at Lin Yang in