As the voice dropped,
the air fell into an eerie silence.
What shocked them was not that someone continued to bid against Zhuang Jinshu; after all, in an auction, identity, origin, and age do not matter, the highest bidder wins.
One billion yuan wasn't a large sum for these wealthy businessmen and big shots with entry privileges to the underground jade mines.
It's just that they were accustomed to analytically weighing the pros and cons, unlike Miss Zhuang who was young, wealthy, and capricious. These were all influential figures, and if the rough stones they purchased at high prices yielded top-quality jadeite, all would be well, but if they turned out to be junk stones or a pile of waste...
They might be ridiculed by their competitors beyond belief.
— Look at that idiot, spending a billion for a pile of worthless rocks, definitely not the brightest, poor taste, and an unkeen sense of business. From now on, let's not involve him in our deals!
The cause of their shock was...