Zhuang Jinshu: !!!
Furious.
If looks could kill, Ming Ge would have been stabbed full of holes by the daggers shooting from Zhuang Jinshu's eyes.
Too bad...
They can't.
Ming Ge: Smiling.
After shooting a hateful glare at Ming Ge, Zhuang Jinshu continued to raise her bid.
However much she bid, Ming Ge would only add... one yuan more.
One goddamn yuan!
The entire auction was enveloped in an awkward and stagnant atmosphere.
Through gritted teeth, Zhuang Jinshu said, "Nineteen million!"
Ming Ge, in his leisurely manner, "Nineteen million and one yuan."
Zhuang Jinshu's brain overheated and she blurted out—
"Two hundred million!"
This price had set a new record for the auction house's history of final bid items.
Even if this final piece of rough stone contained top-grade jadeite, the profit margin was becoming slim.
There were murmurs among the crowd:
"Two hundred million for a raw stone, that price is a bit high."