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His voice was steady and powerful, providing Chimu Jiu with a sense of reassurance.
As she looked into his determined and confident eyes, her inner turmoil eased slightly, but the staggering figure still weighed heavily on her heart like a massive stone. She had no idea what would happen next or what consequences this astronomical bid would bring. Yet in that moment, Du Hengyan's unwavering confidence made her choose to believe, to wait for this seemingly insane auction to come to an end.
Chimu Jiu absentmindedly ate the cod on her plate, her eyes glued to the astonishing number displayed on the screen.
"Don't worry, they will raise the price even higher," she thought to herself.
Du Hengyan appeared completely at ease, a confident smile playing on his stern face beneath the mask. Everything was under his control. The bid of billions was a carefully calculated figure he had crafted after assessing several partner groups that could barely afford it. The Ye family was like a tempting piece of meat; even just sipping the broth would yield substantial rewards.
With only a few minutes left until the auction item closed, Miss Shi's clear and melodious voice rang out again, breaking the seemingly frozen air. The numbers on the electronic screen finally began to move.
"Raise by 100 million."
"You really called it," Chimu Jiu thought as her tense nerves relaxed a bit. Although she wasn't sure if Du Hengyan had enough money for the subsequent bidding, knowing he had her back made her anxiety less intense than before.
"Shall we have some fun with them?" Du Hengyan's words carried a hint of playfulness and provocation.
As soon as he spoke, Chimu Jiu immediately understood and quickly pressed the numbers on the electronic screen without hesitation.
"Bid: 1 billion 10 million."
The gap of 10 million shouldn't be too much, right? A little squeeze from the corners should do it.
Chimu Jiu showed the electronic screen to Du Hengyan, her eyes revealing a playful yet determined glint.
In the next moment, their opponent immediately raised the bid: "1 billion 20 million."
Chimu Jiu leisurely raised the price again:
As the rounds progressed, Chi Mu Jiu's bids were always just a little higher than Chi Qi Yun's. Yet, human nature being what it is, seeing something one desires being just slightly out of reach, priced higher by another, filled the heart with unwillingness.
What to do when feeling unwilling? Keep bidding!
With only one minute left on the countdown, the esteemed guests were urged to make their bids. The current auction price stood at a staggering hundred million.
Miss Chi's voice echoed again, sounding like a relentless drumbeat that quickened everyone's heartbeat in the room.
Chi Qi Yun gripped the electronic screen tightly, her fingers turning pale from the strain, and her knuckles even tinged with blue from the pressure. Her eyes were fixed on the number displayed on the screen, which was nearly thirty thousand higher than her own bid, filled with frustration and urgency.
In contrast, Chi Mu Jiu in the upper hall had shed all signs of tension. Her expression gradually relaxed as if victory was already within her grasp.
Du Heng remained calm and collected, a faint smile playing at the corners of his mouth. His demeanor exuded confidence, as if he had everything under control in this situation.
Time ticked away second by second, and the atmosphere grew increasingly tense. Chi Qi Yun was filled with anger and anxiety; she shot a fierce glance toward the upper banquet hall and clenched her teeth.
The numbers on the screen flickered again.
Ten seconds left.
This was her highest bid.
The other group leaders beside Chi Qi Yun were sweating nervously, their gazes collectively fixed on the numbers on the electronic screen.
Five seconds left.
The numbers remained unchanged.
Three seconds left.
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