Almost Corrupted by Money

"I offer 110 taels."

"One hundred and twenty taels."

"One hundred and fifty taels."

One after another, voices sounded in the hall. These young masters were not short of money, especially those from families who did business. How could this hundred and eighty taels compare to such rare white sugar?

Liu Wei's eyes lit up. He didn't expect this bag of white sugar to be auctioned.

But this sugar belonged to Gu Yundong. He turned to ask for her opinion.

Gu Yundong's eyes were also sparkling. Let the prodigal sons come more fiercely. She was very short of money now.

However, reality was cruel.