"Young Master Tao, Brother Chao's second product is just missing this top-notch Rou Cong Rong!"
Seeing Mo Han intervene, Dr. Wang immediately became anxious, "If we can't secure it, all our previous research will have been for nothing!"
With a somber face, Tao Donglai remained silent for a long while, really unable to figure out what Mo Han was up to.
Was it a repeat trick to make him spend a fortune again, or did he genuinely covet this Rou Cong Rong?
"Thirty-two million!"
As he pondered, Tao Pinggui by his side had already snatched the bidding sign from his hands and shouted, "I bid thirty-two million!"
Tao Donglai suddenly looked up to see his uncle in the wheelchair, his eyes widened, breathing quite hurriedly as he shouted.
Having lost his male functions, Tao Pinggui now was counting on Brother Chao's second product for salvation, and at all costs, couldn't let this top-notch Rou Cong Rong fall into someone else's hands!
"Forty million!"
