The first floor lobby was bustling with people, some unable to contain their excitement, standing up from their seats, waving auction paddles and making their presence known.
The bells in the second-floor VIP rooms rang incessantly, as the prestigious guests were equally passionate and eager to outshine others, even showcasing their wealth and status.
"Twenty-one million, twenty-two million, twenty-three million."
The auctioneer's face flushed with excitement, seeing not bidding paddles but silver dropping from the sky.
It seemed as if a silver rain was pouring down.
A group of young men were captivated by the escalating bids, watching the stage without blinking, waiting for the final result.
"Twenty-seven million, twenty-eight million, twenty-nine million..."
The auctioneer kept raising the bids, and when he broke through thirty million, his hoarse voice sounded like a rooster crowing.