Hearing that faint voice, the auction hall suddenly fell silent.
Fifty million?
Wasn't that an excessive increase?
The previous bidding price was thirty-five million, and now it had been raised by fifteen million in one go?
Everyone at the venue turned toward the source of the voice, all wanting to see who was behind this generous bid.
When they saw it was Tang Luo, they were taken aback. It was him?
At the same time, everyone couldn't help but wonder, who was this guy, anyway?
Just throwing out fifty million like that?
This was no simple feat!
Zhou Sheng also frowned. A mere bodyguard, and even if he later became a deputy director, surely he shouldn't be able to produce fifty million, right?
And the tone of his voice suggested that this fifty million was obviously not all he had, but just a small portion of it.
Suddenly, he remembered the information Old Black had given him, that Tang Luo was friends with Lin Yiming.
