Chapter 727 Just A Little
"Just a little, I brought fifty million," Ivy casually said, attracting everyone's attention.
After signing with a comic website, she quickly received ninety percent of the profits. She had a lot of money on hand.
Instead of letting the money sit idle, she thought it would be better to use it to buy a house.
The white-haired old man said, "An abandoned haunted school, even if it's bought for twenty million, it's still a loss. It's absolutely not worth more than twenty million!"
Ivy shrugged, "The location here is excellent, investing here is sure to appreciate!"
"Hahaha..." the white-haired old man laughed heartily. "How many times have I told you? It's haunted here, no one dares to come!"
"I dare!" Ivy said.
At this moment, the auctioneer had already lifted his hammer. "Eighteen million once, eighteen million twice..."
"Twenty million!" the white-haired old man raised his sign.
Everyone turned to look at him in unison.
"Anything higher? Twenty million once, twenty million twice..."
"Twenty million and one!" Ivy raised her sign.
"Ivy, what are you doing?" The white-haired old man's hair stood on end in anger.
"I want it too!" Ivy said.
"You..." The white-haired old man was both angry and annoyed, quickly raising his sign. "Twenty-five million!"
Ivy replied with a smirk, raising her sign, "Twenty-five million and one!"
The white-haired old man trembled with anger. "Thirty million!"
Ivy chuckled and raised her sign, "Thirty million and one!"
Didn't this old man say he wouldn't go over twenty million? Why is he raising it to thirty million now?
Ivy activated her discerning eyes and carefully scanned the white-haired old man, discovering an imperceptible black aura above his head, instantly understanding everything.
This white-haired old man, who constantly claimed this place was haunted, was actually a ghost himself.
The reason he participated in the auction was because he didn't want others to buy his territory.
Even if this old man won the bidding, he wouldn't have the money to pay. He would only use tricks to pay with soul currency.
"Mrs. Ivy has bid thirty million and one, is there any higher? Thirty million and one once, thirty million and one twice..."
"Fifty million!" the white-haired old man yelled.
Everyone thought the white-haired old man had gone mad!
Why would he spend such a high price to buy a haunted piece of land? What was his motive?
"Ivy, will you raise the bid?" the white-haired old man asked Ivy.
"No, I won't!" Ivy decisively stood up.
She had already seen through the old man's mentality using her discerning eyes, so why follow the crowd?
"One time! Fifty million. Two times! Fifty million. Three times, sold!" The auctioneer finalized the bid.
Everyone thought Ivy's presence at this auction was a joke.
But Ivy stood in front of everyone and said, "Auctioneer, when will this old man make the payment for the fifty million?"
"Payment will be made once the bidding is over!" The auctioneer immediately approached. "Sir, how will you make the payment for the fifty million? By check or transfer?"
"I'll pay in cash!" The silver-haired old man performed a sleight of hand and took out a fifty million Ming note from his pocket, placing it in the auctioneer's hand.
The auctioneer glanced at the Ming note and mechanically nodded, "The amount is just right!"
Suddenly, Ivy dispelled the illusion and exclaimed, "So it's all Ming currency transactions here, huh? You should have said so earlier. I have even more Ming notes, one worth five billion!"
The auctioneer looked at the money in his hand and discovered it was a Ming note. He immediately became furious, pointing at the silver-haired old man, "This person is insane! Security, quickly escort him out!"
"I'm not insane, I'm the owner of this place!" The silver-haired old man suddenly revealed his true form, revealing a ferocious look with fangs.
"This territory is mine. Whoever dares to have any ideas about this territory, I won't be polite to them!"
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