The auctioneer looked at the youth and then at the crowd, his voice somewhat desolate: "Does anyone want to raise the price? Three hundred million once, three hundred million twice..."
Xia Yanyan turned her head, looking at Harry Perry, if Harry Perry didn't continue bidding, she would miss the Ray of Luck.
Harry Perry saw the hopeful look in Xia Yanyan's eyes, gritted his teeth, and raised his bidding sign: "Three hundred and one million!"
Whoosh~~
A joyous light appeared on Xia Yanyan's face once again, and she leaned her head on Harry Perry's shoulder on her own initiative. At this moment, Harry Perry enjoyed Xia Yanyan's closeness, but he was extremely upset. His money didn't come easy!
The crowd turned their eyes to the youth again to see if he would raise the price.
The youth didn't even lift his head, was silent, biting the cap of his pen, thinking about the solution to the next problem.
