"Bastard, on my territory, you are so arrogant?"

"I'll see if you're still smiling for a while!"

"Listen well, let's grab whatever he buys later."

"You must kill his vigor!"

Meng Chuan was already annoyed.

How could he allow that there are people more powerful than him in this Jiangbei land.

"Ye Fan, don't shoot indiscriminately." When Meng Chuan was sullen, Yue Yao stared at Ye Fan fiercely, full of anger.

According to his way of spending, no matter how much money Lu Ziming gave him, he would lose.

"Don't worry, Yao'er, I know it well."

"Just wait and see the good show!" Ye Fan smiled slyly, no one knew what was brewing in this guy's heart.

"The next item in the auction is Huanghuali."

"The starting price is six million!"

Following the host's introduction, Ye Fan bid again.

But this time, Meng Chuan, who had been sitting on the sidelines, finally made a bold move.

Launched a fierce confrontation with Ye Fan.

"Ten million!"

"I offer fifteen million!"

....

"Twenty million!" Ye Fan shouted again.

Meng Chuan clenched his palms and raised the price by 10 million directly: "30 million!"

Seeing this, the old man next to Meng Chuan became anxious.

"Master, don't forget the purpose of our trip."

"The old man's life depends on you."

"Don't miss the big picture because of small things."

The old man kept persuading him to ask Meng Chuan to bid carefully, so as to save up funds for the final competition.

In the end, after Meng Chuan bid 30 million yuan, he stopped following.

Ye Fan won it at a high price of 31 million.

"Ye Fan, you prodigal son!"

Ye Fan won more than 3,000 of the 6 million things. Yue-Yao, who has always been diligent and thrifty in managing her family, wished to kill Ye Fan.

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