"Miss Tang?" Ruoyan was put in a tough spot. She did not know whether to sell it back to the owner or continue with the bidding. She got approval from Lixin and continued.
The rules were simple; none of the Tangs were allowed to bid, no matter the amount presented.
"One billion dollars," An old man stood up with a red card. Everyone clapped, but not until someone else made an offer. It kept on going like that, with no one willing to back down. As it became more and more competitive, the grin on Jialing's face began to spread wide.
He loved watching shows where people had to fight for useless things, like Coalfield. The only reason he had agreed to sell off the field was because of its incompetence in producing valuable minerals.
It was an old minefield spanning over a hundred years. There was nothing Jialing could do to revive its vitality, so he came up with the idea of selling it off.
