After Han Feng heard the man's words, he also began to fall into deep thought.

"One billion!"

But while he was thinking, another voice came from the corner.

It was a man in Taoist robes, he raised his hand and shouted a billion.

Everyone also turned their gazes over. Although the Taoist leader was taciturn, in terms of temperament, he really seemed to be a bit of a master.

Anyone who is a cultivator must know Zhuo Xiaoyao, as long as he drinks the wine brewed by the Jiuxian, he will definitely be able to improve his cultivation.

"Host, if there is only one sky lantern, how much is the cap?!"

Jiang Siming looked at the stage and said softly.

Since no one can argue, there must be hidden rules.

Obviously, he guessed right!

The host took the microphone and said softly: "The cap is capped at two billion!"

"Two billion, I'll take it!"

Jiang Siming waved his hand and said softly.

The audience couldn't help talking about it.

Billions, this Jiang Siming can take out casually? !

This is no ordinary rich second generation. If you can mobilize billions at any time, you must at least be from a wealthy family!

Even Han Feng was stunned. In fact, he only had more than 100 million yuan in his account. If Jiang Siming couldn't afford it, and if he bought it for him, then Han Feng would probably lose face here, because only the family can come forward. , in his own name, he definitely couldn't afford to buy this thing.

"Alright Young Master Jiang, would you like to pay in cash or by credit card?!"

The host looked at him respectfully and said.

After all, being able to get so much money out of a young man's hands already proves his strength, regardless of whether the money is his or his family's, it's not easy to get it out of his hands!

"Are you going out with billions of cash?!"

Jiang Siming smiled helplessly.

Afterwards, he took out a bank card and handed it to the stage while everyone passed it on.

"This...how much is the password?!"

The host couldn't help but smile wryly when he received the bank card.

Jiang Siming just smiled lightly: "There is no password, just swipe it!"

Everyone: "..."

Boy, this is quite pretentious!

When Han Feng saw Jiang Siming's complacent look, his teeth itch with hatred.

Sure enough, in the end, everyone's admiring gazes would only fall on him, not on those who had bid before. JrNovels.com