Chapter 57 Lucky Again (1/2)

Chapter 57: Lucky Again

Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Storage unit 240 contained the antique clocks. Within it were piles of boxes. At the doorway, there was some raw cowhide. Many treasure hunters were willing to venture a risk for it.

Raw cowhide wasn’t cheap. Such a large roll could sell for at least a thousand dollars. And the wooden boxes in it had been arranged tidily and wrapped meticulously. They obviously contained something valuable, or they wouldn’t have been kept so carefully.

Considering all this, the storage unit was worth quite a lot.

The fact that Hans and Li Du were determined to get it just emphasized its value. The other treasure hunters only knew that they had gotten information on the antique clocks from Andrew. But they didn’t know how much information Hans and Li Du had.

So when Hans and Li Du bid for the unit, the others would definitely bid along with them. With the boxes and the meticulous packaging, one could easily guess what the boxes contained.

This was why they had asked to cooperate with The President's Umbrella. They couldn’t do it themselves; countless people were watching them.

Luckily, there were many boxes in the unit, but there couldn’t be that many antique clocks; in a way, the boxes had become a cover for the antique clocks.

The auctioneer raised his hand and said, ”Everyone can see the large roll of raw cowhide at the doorway. We all know that raw cowhide is worth quite a lot. So I think the starting price of 400 dollars is quite reasonable. Is anyone willing to take it?”

”One thousand dollars!” The President's Umbrella maintained his image of a nouveau riche treasure hunter.

The alliance between Li Du, Hans, and The President's Umbrella had been made privately. They only had to sign their names on a document explaining the terms of the alliance. No one else knew that they were in cahoots.

Most of the people looked toward Hans and Li Du. Obviously, they had inferred from the beautiful wooden boxes that the unit had something to do with the antique clocks. However, they weren’t sure…

Hans carried on bidding as if he hadn’t seen them look at him. ”One thousand one hundred dollars!”

Seeing him bid, many pairs of eyes lit up. They started scrutinizing the storage unit more closely.

The auctioneer pointed at him. Before he could say anything, the voice of The President's Umbrella rang out again. ”One thousand five hundred dollars!”

Hans snorted. Just as he was about to make another bid, Li Du stopped him with a tug on his sleeve. Li Du shook his head. ”That cowhide can only sell for up to one thousand dollars. Do you want to risk paying more than 1,500 dollars?”

”I just can’t stand him,” Hans grumbled. ”Does he think that he’s the only one with money?”

The President's Umbrella didn’t even spare him a glance. His face remained as stern as ever.

The others who had been hoping to join in the auction gave up. With their little act, Li Du and Hans had managed to fool them into thinking that they had only bid for the cowhide.

If it was only for the cowhide, then it was just as Li Du had said—1,500 dollars was already quite risky.

But the world would never be short of treasure hunters willing to take risks. Someone placed a bid for 1,600 dollars.

Without missing a beat, The President's Umbrella raised his price to 2,000 dollars. More people pulled out, but some continued bidding, their eyes fixed on the wooden boxes. There would always be those with sharp eyes amongst the treasure hunters.

”Two thousand five hundred dollars. Very good. The price is now 2,500 dollars. Someone has bid 2,600 dollars. Okay, The President's Umbrella has bid 2,700 dollars…”

At 2,500 dollars, The President's Umbrella started bidding with smaller increments. At 3,000 dollars, he started hesitating before bidding.

Hans gave him the middle finger. ”Hey, didn’t you make over 10,000 dollars in Florida? Why are you giving up at just 3,000 dollars?”

The President's Umbrella looked at him coldly. ”Four thousand dollars! I have more than enough money to spare.”

Hans booed, flipping the middle finger at him again.

Some of those still bidding glared at Hans. It looked as if The President's Umbrella was being forced to bid at a higher price to save face in front of Hans and would take down the storage unit no matter what.