Hearing Shen Qiang's words, the people in the hall immediately began murmuring softly.
"Exactly, one must be reasonable. Previously, Jing Haotian thought Shen Qiang couldn't bring out so much money, so he made his demands. Now that the verification of funds is over and Shen Qiang's bid has reached the limit of all of Jing Haotian's assets, continuing the auction seems rather disgusting," someone commented.
"Yes, Jing Haotian can only use 150 million, and Shen Qiang's bid has already reached that. Logically speaking, there's no point in continuing to bid."
In the middle of the murmurs, an infuriated Jing Haotian, with a flushed face, retorted, "Shen Qiang, what do you mean by that? Are you saying that I, Jing Haotian, can't bring out more money?"
"Yes," Shen Qiang nodded indifferently.
As he looked at Shen Qiang's indifferent gaze, Jing Haotian, enraged, exclaimed, "Shen, you're pushing it too far!"
