Chapter 11 Whos the Idio (2/2)

Once the door of the first storage unit was opened, the treasure hunters started their investigation.

In the first unit, there were the two Yamahas. Li Du knew that the engines had been removed which made both motorcycles worthless. However, with over half of their bodies being covered by canvas, from the surface it looked like they were in perfect conditions.

Hans was thrilled at the glimpse of the two motorcycles. ”Hey, this is a Yamaha Road-Star and a Yamaha Aero! These two models are quite nice. How about we bid on this unit?”

”No, don't bid for this.” Li Du shook his head.

”Why not? We will probably profit from this one!”

”This isn't our goal, Big Fox,” Li Du firmly disagreed. ”We have one goal and only one goal, and that is the Harley. Forget about everything else.”

Everyone saw the two Yamahas. Hans appraised them to be around 5,000 dollars combined.

Following the investment guideline for storage auctions—which was to pay at most half of the money the items could sell for—the unit should be worth somewhere around 2,500 dollars.

After the exhibition, the bidding started. ”One hundred one hundred dollars is the starting price! Is there anyone who's willing to bid two hundred two hundred dollars…”

”One thousand dollars!” someone shouted, bumping up the price. As Li Du turned towards the voice, he saw Rambis's smug smirk.

”Very well, this sunglasses-wearing gentleman has raised the price to one thousand dollars! One thousand! Anyone bidding One thousand one hundred? Anyone?” the auctioneer asked as he pointed towards Rambis.

”Yes!”

Bid after bid, the price soon rose to 1,500 dollars.

Hans also wanted to offer a bid; Li Du firmly shook his head. At this moment, Rambis came to their side with a sneer. ”Are you not going to give an offer?”

”I guess that they don't have any money,” one of Rambis's follower said.

”If you don't have any money, then you should just go home. Why did you even come here? Are you lusting after others' wealth?” the other follower rudely added.

”Big Fox, look at you! Like a starving dog, a stupid one drooling at a bone that doesn't belong to you. Look at how great this storage unit is. What are you waiting for? Hesitation is not in your personality.” Rambis shook his head at Hans, and then raised his hand, shouting, ”Two thousand dollars!”

The auctioneer pointed towards him, ”The price has just skyrocketed to two thousand dollars. Two thousand dollars, now…”

”Two thousand five hundred!” Hans immediately snapped.

Li Du glanced in a panic towards Hans. Hans shook his head while lowering his voice, whispering, ”By the wisdom of your great Chairman Mao, don't say anything. Trust me.”

”Three thousand!” Rambis spat dismissively, raising the price again without even hesitating.

Hans shrugged said, ”Look, who's the stupid dog now? If someone throws out bait, the mutt not only chases after it but does so with fervor.” Hans paced away with his hands clasped behind his back.

The second storage unit also had signs of various motorcycle parts, making the bidding just as competitive. In the end, Rambis was able to win this storage as well for the price of 2,800 dollars.

At the third storage unit, the presence of a motorcycle was again apparent, but Rambis had become quiet. After all, he wasn't a millionaire; all the money that he brought with him was almost gone.

This time, the price started a bit lower, and the unit was eventually sold at 2,500 dollars. When it came to the fourth storage unit, the price dropped even further, and it was sold at 2,000 dollars.

At the last storage, Li Du gave Big Fox a look that said, ”This one!”

Unlike the previous four storage units, there weren't any signs of motorcycle parts that could be seen from the outside; the starting price for this was the lowest.

”Four hundred, four hundred, four hundred dollars! This is the last unit, and as we all know we leave the best for last. Anyone going to bid four hundred?”

”Five hundred!” Hans said as he rose his hand.