Slap in the Face, One More Yuan Every Time

"No. 023, 2 million."

"No. 007, 2.43 million."

"No. 011, 3.78 million."

The price soared, and soon, it reached five million.

Some people began to retreat. It was not that they could not fork out five million yuan, but mainly because everyone could see the bidding situation today.

In the end, the precious auction items were worth at least eight figures.

Some people wanted to buy this thing purely to give it away. It wasn't worth it. Naturally, some people chose to give it up.

But most people still persisted.

Worried that Qiao Nian would act on impulse, Nie Mi looked at her and saw that the girl had her eyes lowered and didn't seem to be paying attention to the bidding. He relaxed a little and turned his gaze back to the auction stage.

At this moment, the price had already soared to 9 million. As it approached 10 million, more and more people chose to give up.

But the price increased more and more towards the end.