At that price point, Li Du shook his head. Based on its market value of 300,000, the price of the house had entered the risky range. The other party would stop bidding anytime now.
He did not want to be forced to acquire a termite-infested house. He did not really care about that amount of money, but he did not want to act foolishly either.
Realizing that Li Du had stopped bidding, Abel was ecstatic. He was relieved and praised himself for his persistence. He had finally won a house that Li Du had bid for.
Some of the house-pickers, too, heaved a sigh of relief. Then someone shouted, "Hey, China dude, aren't you very rich? Why did you back out so soon?"
Li Du looked at that man and said, "You didn't but the house either, what are you so cocky about?"
That person was stumped. Abel stood by the man's side and said proudly, "My buddy is asking for me. Aren't you rich? I thought that you'll be buying all the houses today."
