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The auctioneer fluently introduced the items and placed the opening bid, igniting fierce competition among the wealthy attendees, who eagerly raised their paddles to bid.
"Sixty million!"
"Sixty-one million!"
"Sixty-three million!"
Wei Jingxi finally shifted his gaze from his phone to glance at the exhibit, which was a Water Droplet Shaped Blue Diamond Necklace. It was not what he wanted. Just as Wei Jingxi lowered his head again, he heard the auctioneer exclaim, "Mr. Tan bids ninety million!"
He turned his head to see Tan Yan seated at a table behind him, exuding an air of nobility. One arm rested casually on the table while the other leisurely held up his bidding paddle.
There was little to see now. Tan Yan's bidding increments were exceedingly high; everyone present relied on the Tan Family in business, and anyone with a discerning eye would avoid competing against Tan Yan, no matter how much they desired the item.
Just as the final hammer was about to fall, a relaxed voice came from the back of the exhibition hall.
"One hundred million."
The crowd was first shocked not by the high price but by the audacity of someone challenging Tan Yan's authority. Everyone turned in unison, their gazes fixated on the last table in the exhibition hall.
The position was obscure, and the person seated there seemed no different from a casual observer; their status appeared low. A short-haired woman wearing sunglasses rested her chin on her hand, her posture lazy and relaxed, still holding her bidding paddle.
Those close enough could only catch a glimpse of half her face beneath the sunglasses—her lips were pale, and her skin glowed with a fair radiance. Despite being under so many scrutinizing eyes, she showed no signs of intimidation, maintaining an air of indifference.
After a few seconds of silence in the room, Tan Yanfeng calmly raised his bid to one hundred ten million. The woman did not respond immediately; instead, she waited for the gavel to fall before leisurely raising her paddle again.
"One hundred ten million."
The price had reached ten million, and everyone held their breath, their gazes fixated on the woman as they scrutinized every detail of her appearance.
She hadn’t undergone any cosmetic surgery; her ample bosom looked natural. Dressed in a black short-sleeve top and sporty casual pants, there was no visible brand to identify her attire. Some even bent down to pick up something just to steal a glance at her shoes.
After observing for a while, it was hard to believe that this woman could command a price of one hundred million.
Tan Yan's voice was gentle, drawing everyone's attention back as he raised the bid to one million. Wei Jingxi finally put down his phone and began to watch the proceedings, hoping that Tan Yan would be willing to spend a bit more this time; otherwise, he wouldn’t have complete confidence in securing the item he desired against such a formidable competitor.
As the price continued to climb higher, the auctioneer calmly reminded, "Madam, are you sure you want to go up to two hundred million?"
A woman at the neighboring table quietly advised her, "Perhaps you should reconsider; the auction is only halfway through. It might be better to wait for the later items." The implication was clear: don’t offend those you shouldn’t.
"Two hundred and ten million," the woman declared nonchalantly, seemingly unfazed by the warnings around her.
The exhibition hall fell into a hushed silence.
After a long pause, the auctioneer brought down the gavel.
Guests began murmuring among themselves.
"Has she lost her mind? Is she just throwing out numbers for fun?"
It was far beyond the estimated value; it felt as though she was merely teasing Tan Yan.
"Which wealthy heiress is this? I've never seen her before."
The auctioneer struck the gavel again.
All eyes turned toward Tan Yan, who remained composed and unperturbed.
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