"This stunning piece, crafted in the Renaissance period, is not just a work of art but a testament to the craftsmanship of its time. Who will start the bidding at One hundred thousand dollars?"
The auctioneer gestured toward the exquisite vase, its delicate curves and intricate patterns reflecting the soft light.
A hand shot up from the back of the room. David turned to see a distinguished gentleman with silver hair and a confident demeanor. "One hundred thousand!" he called, his voice resonating with authority.
"One hundred thousand!" the auctioneer echoed, his smile widening. "Do I hear one hundred and fifty thousand?"
A moment later, a paddle was raised. "One hundred fifty thousand!"
"One hundred eighty thousand!" came another bid.
"Two hundred thousand," the auctioneer announced, his excitement palpable.
"Three hundred thousand," the silver-haired gentleman countered.
