Yu Jingrong took a deep breath, then upped the bid: "7 million!"
With such a high price, she couldn't believe anyone else would bid again.
"7.01 million." Xin Xiaozhen, undeterred by Yu Jingrong's confidence, chuckled and nonchalantly raised her bid placard again. Just adding ten thousand, no big deal. Still, it was a rather extravagant sum, far exceeding the bracelet's market value.
Yu Jingrong knew the other party was trying to compete with her. Gritting her teeth in annoyance, she wondered, "What's their game?"
Li Chengyun calmly closed his auction catalog and meanwhile said to her, "Showing up at an auction and continuously bidding signifies interest. Why don't you just bid 10 million?"
"What?" Yu Jingrong was taken aback. "The bracelet isn't worth that much—it would be a loss at that price."
"What's the worry? It's not like you or I will be the ones at a loss," Li Chengyun responded with a teasing smile.
