Those who could participate in the bidding conference were all prominent figures in Binhai City's business circle, each with a well-known reputation. If word got out that someone broke the host's established rules to peek at another's bidding card during the auction for a plot of land, it would truly be a loss of face.
When An Lan saw that everyone was hiding their bidding cards very carefully while greeting each other face to face, as if afraid of being seen, she couldn't help but feel amused. The bidding conference was like a spy film, with everyone eyeing each other with caution and wearing masks.
"There are seven bidding cards. Should we bid now or observe a little more before we bid?" An Lan turned her head to look at Huo Zhanting.
