Spring Ribbon
Editor: Henyee Translations
Although it was only the size of a football, there was still an endless stream of people bidding. In the end, it was sold for a high price of two million yuan.
Hearing this price, Fu Yong's breathing quickened again, and his eyes were filled with hatred and indignation for Qin Xi. Although it was already a done deal and he couldn't do anything about it, when he thought of how the 17 million yuan in Qin Xi's hand was snatched away from him, he had the urge to tear her apart.
He looked at Qin Xi deeply and took a deep breath. While the crowd was busy bidding, he called his subordinates over and instructed them in a low voice. The subordinates immediately understood and quietly sneaked away.
He thought that he had done it without anyone knowing, but in fact, Qin Xi had already heard him and smiled strangely.