The guests in the other private rooms of the Qin Garden seemed to be stunned.
Bidding up by more than ten million in one go not only showed wealth and bravado but more importantly, it conveyed a determination to win at all costs.
"Sister Lan, someone's bid forty million already,"
Guo Dajin said with a smile.
"Jiang Chen, you..."
Luo Peng leaned in, looking at the device in the other person's hand, his face showing shock.
"I didn't ask you to bid! You're not really planning on making me work for you for a lifetime, are you?!"
"To go back empty-handed like this, wouldn't you feel a knot in your heart that you just can't untie?"
Jiang Chen asked with a smile.
Luo Peng was silent.
After a good while, the numbers on the screen began to change again.
Fifty-five million.
In life, one inevitably faces regrets; they can't be avoided.
But when within reach, Jiang Chen hoped that the people around him would have as few regrets as possible.
He pressed his finger down once more.
