Chapter 520 2 Billion Dollars!
The leader sitting in the center cleared his throat and laid it out: "Up for grabs today—the old Rigal District Stadium, 92,900 square meters. Starting bid's 800 million, with a minimum bump of 20 million. Let's keep it clean, fair, and square. Play by the rules, ladies and gentlemen. Thanks!"
As soon as the leader finished speaking, people in the room began raising their paddles to bid.
The bidding price rose quickly.
After all, this was the most prime land in the Rigal District, with a very high market value. Despite rumors of ghostly occurrences, they were still willing to take a gamble!
In no time, the bidding price reached $1.2 billion!
Before long, the price hit $1.2 billion, and the crowd thinned out.
Only about twenty die-hards were still in the game, paddles waving like they were at a rock concert.
"$1.22 billion!"
A slightly balding middle-aged man raised his paddle!
As soon as he finished speaking, Tyler, sitting in the front row, lazily raised his paddle and said loudly, "I bid $1.3 billion!"
This action immediately drew the attention of everyone present, and exclamations followed:
"Holy crap, he just raised it by $80 million! No wonder the Young family is so rich! It's so enviable!"
"Being rich is one thing, but Mr. Young also has guts!"
"Competing with Mr. Young, we don't stand a chance at all!"
Listening to the flattery from behind, Tyler couldn't help but feel a sense of pride!
The balding man who had just bid $1.22 billion hesitated when he saw Tyler raise the price so much, then sighed and gave up on continuing to bid!
It wasn't that he couldn't scrape the cash together—he just knew throwing in another few mil or even a hundred mil wouldn't make a dent. Going toe-to-toe with the Youngs? That was a losing game!
Plus, there was the whole "haunted stadium" thing. Most construction guys weren't exactly lining up to build on cursed ground!
By his calculations, if the land was originally worth 1.5 billion, the ghost stories had to knock at least 20 %. So,1.2 billion was already pushing his limit.
And it wasn't just him—most of the other bidders were thinking the same thing.
When Tyler tossed out the $1.3 billion bid, they all dropped their paddles like hot potatoes and called it quits.
The auctioneer up front frowned, clearly not thrilled with how things were going.
The final bid price was a big deal for the government's fiscal revenue, and this year, Rigal District's revenue was already in the gutter. The stadium auction was supposed to be their cash cow!
But then the ghost rumors hit, and now they were looking at a loss of at least $200 million!
Still, in the name of fairness and transparency, the auctioneer cleared his throat and said, "1.3 billion going once, 1.3 billion going twice…"
Just as he was about to yell "sold," some dude in the back slowly raised his paddle, his voice shaky but loud: "$1.4 billion!"
Everyone's eyes turned to the source of the voice!
When they saw who raised the paddle, they were all shocked and in an uproar!
Because the person raising the paddle was Brent!
"He actually raised his paddle? That's ridiculous, where does he have that kind of money!"
"Wait, when did he come in, did his bidding materials get approved?"
"Starting with $1.4 billion, is he out of his mind?"
The room buzzed with chatter, but Brent stayed stone-faced.
Tyler shot him a glare, his voice icy. "Listen up, Brent! This is a legit business, not some playground! Don't screw with the process!"
Brent met Tyler's gaze without flinching, "I understand the rules of the bidding venue. If I raise my paddle and say I can come up with $1.4 billion, then I can come up with it. As for the bidding materials, I've already submitted and passed them. If you don't believe me, you can ask the leader on the stage!"
Tyler turned to look at the leader on the stage.
The leader nodded, "We have verified Ascend Properties' bidding materials, and they are qualified to participate in the bidding. The $1.4 billion bid he just called out is valid!"
This statement changed the expressions of everyone present, showing puzzled looks!
They couldn't understand where Brent, who had fallen so low, got the money from?
Even Ryder, sitting nearby, looked at Brent with growing curiosity!
As for Tyler, his face didn't look too good!
But he didn't hesitate much and raised his paddle again, saying, "I bid $1.5 billion!"
Again, raising the bid by $100 million!
This $100 million increase naturally drew exclamations from the other bidders present.
But Tyler himself wasn't very happy!
According to his plan, if the final bid price could be kept around $1.3 billion, it would be a very profitable deal!
It would definitely make his father, Constantine Young, look at him in a new light!
Because of Brent's interference, the cost suddenly increased by $200 million!
However, just as Tyler finished his bid, Brent's voice rang out again, "I bid $1.6 billion!"
Another $100 million increase!
Tyler's eye twitched. He clenched his jaw, "I bid $1.7 billion!"
Then he shot Brent a cocky smirk, "You got the balls to keep going? I'm all in, buddy. Let's see how far you're willing to take this!"
As for Brent, he was sitting there, looking like he'd just seen a ghost.
His face was pale, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
It was clear he was running out of cash to throw around.
But after a few seconds of internal debate, he sucked in a deep breath and got ready to make his move.
Just as he was about to raise his paddle again, a hand suddenly clamped down on it.
Brent turned, startled, and saw Ryder beside him. "Mr. Clark, what are you doing?"
Ryder leaned in, voice low, "Don't ask questions. Just sit tight and let me handle this."
Brent frowned, "What are you talking about?"
Before he could get an answer, Ryder coolly raised his paddle and dropped the mic: "2 billion dollars!"
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