"Showing off, huh?" Chen Mo was a bit taken aback.
"You use a common card to pay a hundred million, isn't that showing off?" the old ancestor retorted.
Chen Mo was speechless. It wasn't that he wanted to show off, he was clearly being forced.
"Sir, congratulations on becoming our distinguished VIP client. May I escort you to a private room to rest?" the auction manager asked Chen Mo politely, her beautiful eyes curving.
"No need, it's fine here," Chen Mo waved his hand.
He then said again, "Please let the auction continue. I still have to go to work later."
The auction manager was stunned again.
She wondered if he was showing off again.
Paying a hundred million without batting an eye, and then needing to go to work? Who would believe that?
However, the auction manager still nodded politely, then took the POS machine back backstage.
Seeing the auction manager leave, Chen Mo's gaze fell on the crestfallen Zheng Chen. "President Zheng, your wealth and influence are truly admirable. After this is over, don't forget to pay my bill."
"You!" Zheng Chen glared at Chen Mo furiously.
He didn't dare to provoke Chen Mo further now, as he was afraid Chen Mo would bid recklessly. If Chen Mo bought everything, he wouldn't be able to afford it even if he sold himself.
"This idiot!"
In private room 02, Ouyang Zongchen angrily slammed the table and stood up. He walked to the one-way glass and stared at Zheng Chen with fury.
If it weren't for Zheng Chen's terrible idea, they wouldn't have let that Jade Wave Dot Jade Bi fall into someone else's hands.
"Uncle, please don't be angry. After this is over, I'll personally find that kid and buy back the Jade Wave Dot Jade Bi from him," Ouyang Mu said quickly.
Ouyang Zongchen nodded slightly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. "If that kid refuses to hand it over, you know what to do."
"Understood!" Ouyang Mu nodded.
Meanwhile, in private room 06 not far away, Lin Wan'er's mouth was agape, wide enough to fit an entire egg.
She never imagined that this Chen Mo could actually produce so much money!
"Dad, how did you know that kid had money? Do you know him?" Lin Wan'er asked her father in shock.
Lin Dehong shook his head. "I haven't seen him before."
"Then how did you know he could produce a hundred million?" Lin Wan'er couldn't help but ask.
Lin Dehong no longer concealed it and told her about observing the pattern on Chen Mo's clothes.
After hearing this, Lin Wan'er's mouth widened again, her face filled with disbelief. "Dad, you mean that outfit he's wearing is worth at least nine figures?"
Lin Dehong nodded.
"Heavens, who is he? Why haven't I seen him before?" Lin Wan'er asked in shock.
Lin Dehong pondered for a moment. "He's recently emerged, and so young. If I'm not mistaken, the one who caused trouble at Lin Chang Group and crippled Ouyang Fuhua should be this kid."
"What?!" Lin Wan'er suddenly looked in Chen Mo's direction, her face filled with disbelief.
From her angle, she could see Chen Mo's profile.
She never imagined that such an ordinary-looking young man would have such a formidable background.
Lin Wan'er felt very unconvinced and pouted, "No matter what, he's still a hooligan!"
Following that, the auction continued.
However, Chen Mo had no interest in these items, and the old ancestor offered no further hints.
It wasn't until the auction was halfway through that a staff member walked up carrying a transparent glass box.
Inside, a Nine-Leaf Ginseng was clearly placed!
Seeing this item, a look of joy appeared in Chen Mo's eyes.
This was what he had come for.
However, Chen Mo didn't know that in private room 02, Ouyang Zongchen's pupils also contracted upon seeing the Nine-Leaf Ginseng, his gaze fixed on it.
Ouyang Fuhua's meridians were completely severed, and this Nine-Leaf Ginseng had the effect of healing meridians.
"Mu'er, this item must be acquired at all costs," Ouyang Zongchen instructed.
"Yes, Uncle," Ouyang Mu nodded.
The auctioneer had already spoken, "Ladies and gentlemen, the next item is one of our highlight lots, lot number 095, the Nine-Leaf Ginseng!"
"The starting bid is ten million, with increments of no less than fifty thousand."
"The bidding starts now."
As the auctioneer's voice rang out, bids began to come from the audience.
However, due to the high starting price, not many people were bidding.
After two minutes, the price of the Nine-Leaf Ginseng had only reached seventeen million.
"Twenty million," at this moment, private room 02 announced a price.
Seeing private room 02 bid, the number of people bidding became even smaller.
"Fifty million."
However, at this moment, a voice suddenly rang out.
Hiss!
The audience gasped again.
Fifty million, this was far beyond the original value of the Nine-Leaf Ginseng.
Everyone looked, and when they saw the familiar figure, the murmurs immediately ceased. No one found it strange anymore.
Because the person bidding was Chen Mo!
"Director Chen, fifty million is too high," Xu Chengping, sitting beside Chen Mo, quickly reminded him in a low voice.
Chen Mo replied indifferently, "Who cares? It's not our money anyway."
Xu Chengping's eyelids twitched. He then remembered that all the items Chen Mo bid on would be paid for by the unlucky Zheng Chen!
At this moment, Zheng Chen's eyes also looked over, his gaze conveying a desire to skin Chen Mo alive.
This was fifty million! He felt his heart bleeding!
"Fifty million and fifty thousand."
Private room 02 bid again.
"A hundred million!" Chen Mo casually waved his hand, shouting an astronomical figure.
Clang!
Zheng Chen, sitting in the front row, lost his balance and fell off the sofa onto the ground.
His face instantly turned pale, looking extremely unpleasant!
"A hundred million and five thousand!" private room 02 bid again.
Silence fell over the venue.
They all knew that this bidding war had now become exclusive to Chen Mo and Ouyang Mu.
"Two hundred million!"
Chen Mo calmly called out another figure.
Clang!
Zheng Chen, who had just been helped up by a staff member, stumbled again and fell to the ground.
Zheng Chen's mouth was wide open, his eyeballs almost popping out.
His entire body trembled violently, his emotions appearing extremely agitated.
"Two hundred million and fifty thousand!" At this moment, Ouyang Mu's voice from private room 02 also became somewhat gritted.
Hearing that private room 02 was still bidding, Zheng Chen wished he could die!
He looked pitifully at private room 02, hoping they would stop the fight, because he would ultimately be the one to suffer.
Suddenly, Chen Mo said, "Too much dawdling."
"Five hundred million!"
Boom!
Zheng Chen was instantly struck by lightning, frozen on the spot, his face deathly pale!