Chapter 327 A Magic Trick (1/2)

Chapter 327: A Magic Trick

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”Sixty dollars!”

”Seventy dollars!”

”Eighty dollars!”

The price increased steadily, quickly approaching the original price of 100 dollars.

Although the auctioneer had emphasized that the authenticity of the small box was unknown, the small box was still attractive and it had excellent craftsmanship. Sitting in the front row was a bunch of wealthy people, and they had the taste to appreciate artwork.

But the starting price of the box was a bit low; they assumed that it was made with artificial emerald. They thought the material was cheap, that’s why it was being auctioned for cheap.

As the price reached 80 dollars, Li Du was staring at his phone; he suddenly raised his hand, shouting, ”100 dollars!”

Sophie looked at him in surprise. ”You don’t have to bid,” she laughed. ”Don’t mind what Marate said—he was being childish.”

Marate was bidding as well, and he was, of course, doing it for the sake of Sophie.

Therefore, when Li Du made the offer of 100 dollars, he immediately said, ”110 dollars.”

Li Du said, ”200 dollars!”

He doubled the price, and the crowd applauded. But the rest of the bidders gave up the auction; they thought that buying a second-hand jewelry box for the price of 200 dollars was too much.

Marate wasn’t giving up. He shouted, ”250 dollars.”

Li Du calmly said, ”300 dollars.”

Sophie pulled on his sleeve and whispered, ”A new box only costs 100 dollars, what’s the point in spending so much money? Li Du, don’t bother with him. You’re being childish like him.”

Li Du patted her hand, ”I know what I’m doing, I’ll show you a trick later.”

It looked as though both of them were being intimate, and Marate became very jealous. He yelled, ”400 dollars.”

Li Du raised his hand. ”Five hundred dollars.”

The crowd was not applauding, but laughing: it was friendly laughter, however, as they saw this as a competition between two young men to win Sophie’s heart. They were entertained.

Mrs. Martin gave Li Du a word of advice: ”That’s enough, son. The price is high enough to put Sophie’s jewelry box under the spotlight.”

The laughing crowd made Marate upset. He had thought the crowd would applaud when he bid—this was his home turf. He hadn’t expected the crowd to laugh like this.

He felt embarrassed; this hurt his ego.

He made one final bid: ”600 dollars.”

Li Du knew his plans. He had participated in many auctions at this point and had met with some cunning treasure hunters. It was his job to analyze their psychological states.

Therefore, he knew that this was Marate’s final bid; he said slowly, ”610 dollars.”

Marate smirked coldly in the face of the laughing crowd. He stopped bidding and sat in his seat angrily.

The auctioneer waved his hand toward him. ”Six hundred ten dollars, first call! Six hundred ten dollars, second call. If no one is bidding, then I shall say: 610 dollars, final call! The jewelry box is yours, Li Du!”

Li Du stood up and bowed. The crowd was applauding and laughing.

After he bowed, he didn’t sit, but moved to leave his seat and walk toward the stage.