Painting

"One million five hundred thousand."

"Three million!"

"Three million five hundred thousand."

"Five million!"

Mei Shu and Lu Ting were completely locked in a bidding war.

No matter how much Lu Ting bid, Mei Shu always topped him by an additional fifty thousand, relentlessly pursuing his bids.

Lu Ting was getting irritated by her, bidding while glaring at her with his eyes.

Mei Shu pretended not to notice and raised her paddle again, "Five million five hundred thousand."

Lu Ting was itching with anger. With a cold snort, he sat up straight, loudly shouting, "Ten million!"

This immediately caused everyone else to gasp in shock.

Not to mention whether the painting was worth that much, from the perspective of the host, the Yu family, the amount raised at their charity gala had never exceeded ten million before.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Lu directly bid ten million, instantly elevating the scale of the charity gala.