Chapter: 4018

He cried out with a loud wail, echoing the sentiments of at least half of the people in the scene.

The first bid for Spring Dan had already reached 20 billion dollars, which was no longer something they could bear.

Not to mention that after everyone experienced the miraculous effects of Spring Dan, the price of subsequent bidders would definitely skyrocket. As for those who couldn't even get into the top two hundred, let alone the top two hundredth place, it didn't matter if they pulled out all their cash and participated in the auction - they simply wouldn't be able to win.

So he went from joy to despair in an instant, experiencing the whole process of going from heaven to hell.

This made him deeply sorrowful and he cried uncontrollably.

Song Wan Ting was helpless, and could only ask him formally: "201, do you want to compensate for 055's qualification? If you don't want to compensate, I can only invite 202 next."

The man still buried his face in tears, choking out: "I give up, let others have the chance..."

As the group came to a close, 202 stood up with red eyes, struggling to hold back tears and trembling: "I... I also give up..."

203 hesitated for a moment before raising their hand and saying: "I also give up..."

All subsequent bidders expressed their intention to give up, indicating that they were giving up their qualification.

It's not that they don't want it, but they just can't bear to have such an unrealistic fantasy.

Sitting at the back and watching Spring Dan being taken away, this feeling would definitely be more comforting than sitting in front.

Moreover, when they came to take their seats, they never thought Spring Dan would be so expensive.

At this price, it's already far beyond their ability range.

The auction doesn't allow installment payments, so they're simply unable to buy the next Spring Dan.

Song Wen Ting also understood their feelings, helplessly saying, "Since that's the case, the qualification of lot 055 is temporarily vacant. Let our auction continue."

After saying this, Song Wen Ting looked at the black rich man on stage and said, "Lot 047, please return to your seat. Our auction will continue now."

The black rich man, who had been suffering from Parkinson's disease for many years but suddenly recovered just moments ago, couldn't help but plead with a pitiful expression: "Miss Song, can I still participate in the bidding for the next Spring Dan? If I succeed, I'll pay an additional $5 billion!"

The people downstairs instantly turned from envy to annoyance.

They didn't think this guy would snatch up a good deal and then still not be satisfied, and even have the audacity to want to continue participating in the auction.

Some people hated to shout at him.

But as soon as they thought about Li Tai Lai who had just been kicked out, they could only grumble and shut their mouths.

Song Wen Ting said seriously at that moment: "Sorry, 047, I've already explained all the requirements very clearly. Please respect our rules."

The black rich man saw this and could only let out a deep sigh with an unhappy heart, before returning to his seat.

Everyone saw him walking back to his seat with a spring in his step, filled with jealousy and envy. JrNovels.com