"Oh my goodness! Bidder number 37 bids again, please tell me your price!"
Seeing Lin Huaye raising his paddle again, Wu Shiluo was ecstatic.
Huaxia people really are foolish with lots of money, only two people were bidding in the room, including a foreigner—it was obvious that they were just driving up the price.
But the Huaxia bidder didn't hesitate to raise his paddle and bid higher.
"I bid 3.98 million."
Lin Huaye smiled slightly, stating the maximum price Old Mr. Chen had given him.
Although it was just twenty thousand less, in his mind, this was already the limit because he had a plan.
"Oh God! 3.98 million! Anyone else want to add a bit more?"
"3.98 million! Anyone else?"
Wu Shiluo was stunned; just moments ago, the price was hovering around 3.7 million, and now Lin Huaye had suddenly pushed it to the brink of four million.
Four million! US dollars!
