"Work title: Cinderella's Crown, starting bid at 2 million, with increments of 200 thousand each time!"
Bang!
The auction hammer fell with a clear sound, and bidders began raising their paddles one after another.
"2.2 million!"
"2.4 million!"
"..."
"3 million!"
"..."
"5 million!"
Initially, the bids increased by 200 thousand each time, but soon, as more paddles went up, the increments surged to 1 million per raise.
Each time a paddle was raised, Jiang Chengcheng's heartbeat quickened, a feeling as if her very blood was igniting with excitement.
When the price stalled at 8 million, Jiang Chengcheng felt her back stiffen like a stone from sitting upright for so long.
"8 million, once…"
"…8 million, twice!"
"…8 million, three times!"
Bang!
"Congratulations to Number 17, President Wu!"
Sold.
A round of applause erupted, and Jiang Chengcheng exhaled deeply, her shoulders relaxing as she slumped softly into the sofa.