The competition had been going on until now, and only five people were still bidding, unwilling to give up on the porcelain bottle.
As for the two CEOs in the room, they were not interested in this thing for the time being.
"Nine million!" Someone else made a bid.
Jiang Hai's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. This group of people was more difficult to deal with than he had imagined.
It's just a blue and white porcelain bottle. Do you have to keep pestering me?
What he did not know was that this was the effect that Joes wanted. She was bent on ripping off Jianghai's wool.
Didn't he want to see it?
Joes agreed, but she had to pay the price. That was the price.
Gritting his teeth in anger, Jiang hai could not help but raise his number plate and continue bidding,""Ten million!"
It had increased by a million!
After this sentence, the scene fell into a temporary silence, and no one continued to bid.