Making a Move

Looking at the warehouse, its black plastic bags were stuffed with worn-out clothes.

Ye Yuan's senses swiftly swept through these worthless items.

After finally passing over a pile of tools covered by a tarp,

he was certain that there was nothing valuable in this warehouse.

The minute quickly came to an end.

Without bothering to check whether everyone had gotten a good look, the manager directly pulled down the rolling shutter.

Clap! Clap! Clap!

The auctioneer clapped to draw everyone's attention before smiling and saying,

"Bidding begins now. Starting price: 300!"

Li Shiyun returned to Ye Yuan's side and looked at him questioningly.

Ye Yuan gave an almost imperceptible shake of his head, indicating that this warehouse was not worth bidding on.

Li Shiyun understood immediately and nodded, agreeing with Ye Yuan's judgment.

Their decision not to bid did not mean that others had no such intention.

After all, there were thirty teams but only twenty-five warehouses up for auction. If they hesitated too long, who knew what the outcome would be?

"300!"

An impatient person called out the moment the manager announced the starting price.

"330!"

The bid of 300 had barely fallen

when another Black man raised the price to 330 dollars.

"350!"

A White woman was unwilling to be outdone.

The price rapidly climbed.

Ye Yuan found it amusing. If this had been an ordinary storage auction, this warehouse would never have gone for such an absurd price.

In just a few short minutes, a warehouse with a starting bid of only 300 Mi Jin had actually been driven up to 1,000.

It seemed this competition was far more than a simple audition.

Ye Yuan pondered this silently.

Once the price reached 1,000, no one bid again.

It was not that they did not want to, but