225: C225 The Shocked Crowd!

C225 The Shocked Crowd!

1"One hundred and fifty million!"

Zhao Shun shouted.

F * ck!

Everyone was stunned.

What was going on?

"20 million!"

Zhang Huaiyu, who had never participated in an auction before, also spoke with a smile.

This made everyone confused.

Could it be that there really was something special about this bamboo flute?

Xiao Ruoyu could not help but turn sideways and ask in a low voice,

"Ye Yun, what is the value of this bamboo flute?"

Ye Yun ignored her and glanced at the smiling Zhang Huaiyu.

Wai Zixuan was also stunned. When she came back to her senses, she hurriedly explained to Ye Yun in a low voice.

"Mr. Ye, Heavenly Master Zhang doesn't represent the Wai family. He originally said that he would come and take a look. He also wanted to organize a magic weapon gathering to promote the magic weapon in his hands to the wealthy people present. I also didn't know that he would fight for the bamboo flute."

She knew that Ye Yun had come to participate in this auction for the bamboo flute.

Now, not only was Zhao Shun interested in competing for the bamboo flute, even Zhang Huaiyu, whom she had brought with her, had also participated in the bidding.

Wasn't this deliberately making things difficult for him?

After all, she was the one who brought Zhang Huaiyu here. Therefore, she hurriedly explained to Ye Yun in case he misunderstood and blamed the Wai family.

"Oh, he knows magic tools?"

Ye Yun raised his eyebrows, feeling a little surprised.

"Yes."

Wai Zixuan nodded.

"The ritual implement gathering? It seems like he has quite a few so-called magical treasures in his hands. Interesting."

Ye Yun smiled and revealed a trace of interest.

"Thirty million!"

The last bidder was Zhao Shun. He looked at Ye Yun provocatively.

"Ye Yun, why aren't you making a sound? Don't tell me you are scared!"

Ye Yun came back to his senses and said faintly.

"Forty million!"

The auctioneer was stunned.

He never would have thought that not only would there be people bidding for an inconspicuous bamboo flute, it would also be sold at a high price of 40 million.

The others present also had dumbfounded looks on their faces.

What was going on? A bamboo flute worth a few dollars was actually being fought over by a few people!

Forty million, it should be enough to buy a small bamboo flute factory.

"Hmph, fifty million!"

Zhao Shun coldly snorts, laozi will slowly play with you!

Ye Yun lightly spat out three words.

"One hundred million!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

"My God, the one dollar bamboo flute was auctioned for one hundred million!"

"Crazy, crazy, really crazy! Even if you have a lot of money, you can't play with it like that!"

"The bamboo flute used by a famous Feng Shui master in Hong Kong, now Mr. Ye offers ten million! Is there any higher bid?"

In the face of the heated discussion, the auctioneer's excited voice trembled.

He did not care whether he bid or not. As long as he bid a high price, it would be a bright red note.

His commission was ten times the starting price, and the excess would be five percent.

In other words, even if the auction ended now, he would still be able to draw millions of yuan from the bamboo flute.

Moreover, judging from their attitudes, there was no sign of them stopping.

They had made a huge profit this time!

As expected, another voice rang out.

Zhang Huaiyu suddenly said,

"One hundred and ten million!"

Zhao Shun glanced at him and shouted.

"One hundred and twenty million!"

Zhang Huaiyu didn't even look at Zhao Shun.

"130 million!"

Zhao Shun said anxiously.

"One hundred and forty million!"

Ye Yun joined the bidding once again.

"200 million!"

The bidding voices rose and fell.

In the end, Ye Yun only stopped when his bid reached 200 million.

The scene became silent.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and their faces were filled with disbelief.

A bamboo flute.

A completely unremarkable item had actually caused a fierce price war the moment it appeared.

Ye Yun, Zhao Shun, and Zhang Huaiyu all started bidding crazily.

In just a few minutes, it rose from 1,000 dollars to 200 million.

It was too terrifying!

At this moment, Zhang Huaiyu's brows were tightly furrowed, and his expression was somewhat ugly.

Because he didn't have enough money, and the price had already reached this point, he could no longer continue.

"Miss Wei..."

He was prepared to borrow some money from the Wai family, but who knew that he would be interrupted by Wai Zixuan the moment he opened his mouth.

"Heavenly Master Zhang, I'm sorry. Grandfather has already instructed that the Wai family will not interfere in any of the matters of the auction. You can borrow some from others. I'm very sorry."

Wai Zixuan had a face that was as cold as a thousand miles away.

Of course, she was making this up.

The Wai family did not give her such an order.

But so what? She wouldn't help outsiders to deal with Mr. Ye.

Besides, even if the Wai family knew about this, they would definitely support her.

After all, her grandfather had said that from now on, she would follow Mr. Ye's lead!

Zhang Huaiyu didn't expect that he would be rejected before he could even open his mouth. He felt hatred in his heart, but he still said with a smile on his face.

"It's fine. I understand. As the organizer, it is not appropriate to interfere too much."

Zhang Huaiyu sneered in his heart.

He didn't dare to offend the Wai family for the time being, but wouldn't it be easy for a puny Ye Yun to do so?

If you can't do it in the open, then come at me in the dark. I'm not afraid of you.

In short, this old man must obtain the bamboo flute!

"Ye Yun, are you really going to go against me?"

Zhao Shun looked at Ye Yun coldly.

This damn guy actually shouted 200 million out of his mouth. He was clearly trying to fight me to the end!

"Enemy? With just you? Are you qualified?"

Ye Yun sneered disdainfully.

Zhao Shun was thinking too highly of himself.

"Ye, don't be too arrogant!"

Zhao Shun's face darkened.

Ye Yun swept his eyes across the room and didn't want to talk to him anymore. His eyes were full of disdain.

Xiao Ruoyu, who was beside him, pulled his sleeve and said in a low voice,

"Ye Yun, I think you should forget about it. It was not easy for you to earn 200 million just now. There is no need for you to throw in so much money just for a moment. It is not worth it."

She felt that this guy was too impulsive.

You have a grudge with Zhao Shun. You must have vented a lot of anger when you played with him many times.

Even if you want to come back now, you can just play with him as you wish. Don't add up to 200 million in one go.

If you play with Zhao Shun and he really puts down the burden, wouldn't your efforts just now be in vain?

200 million, for an ordinary person, was an astronomical figure. Countless people didn't even dare to think about it.

Wasn't it good to live a good life with money?

Did he have to go to Gang again?

However, Ye Yun did not even bother to look at her words of persuasion. He directly said to the auctioneer.

"If no one bids, then let the hammer fall."

Was she trying to force Zhao Shun to bid and deliberately put pressure on him?

Xiao Ruoyu shook her head, her face full of disappointment.

Since you are stubborn and self-righteous, then I will let you suffer.

The auctioneer reacted and hurriedly said,

"Mr. Ye bid 200 million, do you have any more..."

Before he could finish, he was interrupted by a voice.

"250 million!"

It was Zhao Shun.

After he shouted the price, he looked at Ye Yun with a sneer, his expression full of provocation.

If you have the ability, then add more.

"300 million!"

Ye Yun said with an expressionless face.

At this point, everyone was so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths.

At the same time, they were all very nervous. Their eyes were fixed on the two of them, afraid that they would miss out on any details.

A useless bamboo flute was forcefully bargained to 300 million.

Too awesome, too exciting!

Yes, they thought that the two of them were fighting spirit and deliberately quarreled with each other. They both wanted to cheat each other.

Otherwise, who would spend so much money for a bamboo flute and have their brain damaged?

At this time, it would depend on who could not hold their breath first, and who would die!

This was the psychological tactic.

Therefore, any actions of the two of them would be regarded as a strategy.

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