Xiao Yifeng wasn't concerned about these trivialities; he just kept on eating at the table, appearing somewhat out of place. Ye Yaxin symbolically put forth one million for an item.
"Now we will auction Miss Situ Qian's donation, owner of Beauté company, which is a bottle of perfume starting at three hundred thousand."
The auctioneer announced.
"Holy crap, a bottle of perfume for three hundred thousand, they've got to be kidding!"
Xiao Yifeng nearly choked on his food in astonishment, glancing over at Situ Qian who was tilting her head up, resembling a proud swan.
"Five hundred thousand!"
"Eight hundred thousand!"
"One million!"
"One million five hundred thousand!"
"Three million!"
In the blink of an eye, the price of Situ Qian's perfume skyrocketed to three million, becoming the highest bid of the evening, leaving many in attendance in shock.
"Damn, what's with the world, a bottle of women's perfume going for so much money—these people must be out of their minds."