"Now that everyone's eyes are feverish. We begin selling from 5 million, each increment should not be less than half a million!" The host slapped the hammer.
And the reaction was quick. "10 million."
"11 million."
"14 million."
"19 million."
"19.5 million."
"…30 million." The price went up steeply and the host smiled knowing fully well, how much this jewelry was worth.
As the crowd jeered against each other, the five women around Ling Qingyu stared at her, as if asking why she hadn't participated yet.
Ling Qingyu gulped with some difficulty and her survival instinct drove her to explain quickly. "Hey, hey. Please don't give me such looks. Be a bit merciful. I will bid; don't worry. Let me tell you why I'm not saying anything."
