Jiang Che looked towards the stage, his expression radiating an arrogance that suggested he was set on victory, and he made his bid with imposing grandeur:
"Two hundred million!"
The crowd was once again stunned.
Many in the audience recognized Jiang Che, and as the grandson of the Yu Family, his worth was certainly substantial. Seeing that he had merely bid "eighty million" at first and had now, within a few short minutes, more than doubled it, they couldn't help but marvel at the Yu Family's vast wealth and boldness.
Since Jiang Che was determined to win, the few men who persisted in the bidding also abandoned the idea of competing.
Who competes with the Yu Family over money? Isn't that just looking for trouble?
The women twisted their eyebrows in resentment, hating to watch the "Pink Star" fall into someone else's hands, a pain as agonizing as cutting flesh.
"Brother Ayin, what should we do?"
