Chapter 222 (1/2)

Song Yanbai waved: ”no need.”

The other side deliberately provoked and scolded him for being stupid. Although he was angry, he would not kill the other side.

See song Yan do not want to and the other side of the dispute, look around the eyes, the other side of the understanding walked out.

The auction continues.

When the original stone No. 25 was auctioned, the man sent by Chacha came back with a stack of materials.

”This is the man's information, young master.” Take a guess and put your hands on it.

”Yes.”

Song Yan took the information and roughly looked it over. He found that the young man had some real background, or he would not dare to be so arrogant.

His name is Xu Zifan. He is the son of Xu family in Xiangjiang.

Although Xiangjiang is a hot place, people in Xiangjiang look down on the Mainlanders for their superior.

The Xu family is one of the three giants in Xiangjiang.

It's no wonder that Xu Zifan, knowing that the relationship between Song Yan and Chacha is good, still dare to challenge.

After reading Xu Zifan's materials, song Yan just smiled and didn't care.

After a while, the original stone on the 29th began to be auctioned.

The Imperial Green in the original stone is larger, with a value of at least 350 million, so song inkstone is also ready to take it.

”The starting price of No. 29 raw stone is 20 million yuan, and each increase shall not be less than 2 million yuan. Please bid.”

”22 million!”

”24 million!”

”26 million!”

Prices soared until they slowed down to $50 million.

”60 million!” Song Yan's first offer.

Just now, Xu Zifan provoked song Yan and even scolded him as a fool in front of so many people, but he didn't respond at all, and he didn't make any moves to investigate.

It was inevitable that the hearts of those who had scruples about his origin would not fear him a little, but despise him a little more.

So, after his offer, in addition to Han Zhenhai and Jiang Waner's withdrawal, there are still five people who continue to offer, but strangely, Xu Zifan did not participate in this round.

”62 million!”

”64 million”

”66 million!”

”100 million!” Song Yan's second offer.

The same moves still work.

The five competing for higher prices showed their hesitation.

Finally, three decided to give up and the other two decided to fight.

”One hundred and two million!”

”104 million!”

”150 million!” Song Yan's third offer.

Finally, the other two can't bear the pressure of song Yan and give up one after another.

The auctioneer preached: ”one hundred and fifty thousand, one hundred and fifty two, one hundred and fifty three...”

A lazy voice suddenly rang out: ”one hundred and fifty-two million.”

”It's him again. I don't know what to do!” There was anger in his eyes.

And the people on the stage showed a good look.

As for song Yan, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a faint flash of cold light. He asked himself that he didn't offend the other party. Even in the face of one of his provocations and insults, he endured it. Unexpectedly, he dared to come for the second time, which was really on his nose.

”Since you want to play, I'll play with you!”

So, he said quietly, ”one hundred fifty-four million!”

In response to song Yan, Xu Zifan seemed to flinch.