Smith did not seem to notice Chen Qiushan's expression. He continued to stare at Ye Feng.
"The first plan might take a long time. You should understand the principle of rarity. If we take out so many gold ingots at once, the value will be greatly reduced. We have to auction them in batches."
Ye Feng looked at him calmly. "How long will it take?"
Smith pondered for a moment and gave an answer. "At least a year."
Ye Feng's lips curled into a sneer. He asked noncommittally: "What about the second one?"
Smith raised a second finger. "The second plan is that our Sotheby's Auction House will buy all of your gold ingots at a price of 800,000 yuan each. As for how to deal with them, that's up to our auction house. Mr. Ye, you can get the money immediately."
After Ye Feng heard this, the cold smile on his face became even stronger. "As far as I know, this gold ingot is worth at least 1.1 million. Are you treating me like a fool?"
