But clearly, there were many who were determined to win.
"20 million!"
"40 million!"
"..."
"Old Zhao, we won't fight over it anymore, it's yours."
Someone said that and suddenly no one else competed for it.
Eventually, the item was auctioned off to an elderly man with white hair.
Liu Ruyan had done her homework in advance and knew quite a bit about most of the magnates present. She whispered to Xu Hao, "This gentleman is the old family head of the Zhao Family and also the only grandson of that Zhao Family member who is the chief designer of the Donghong No.1 satellite."
Xu Hao immediately showed his respect for the elderly gentleman. He could somewhat understand his feelings, as the Zhao family member was often at the research institute, and it was likely that his own grandson rarely saw him.