Don't follow the rules

Chapter 409: Cruise ship (one hundred and eleven)

"All the items in the exciting reduced-price auction have been sold. Next, we will enter the auction mode that you are more familiar with. Ladies and gentlemen, are you ready?"

"Okay, now we will auction the [Ancient Sacred Tamarix Altar Set] with lot number 2046. This lot has a reserve price. If the reserve price is not reached, the transaction will not be completed. We will follow the principle of higher price and higher income, and use to increase the price. Auction by price.”

"During the auction, I have the right to adjust the bidding ladder at any time according to the situation; when multiple people bid at the same time, I have the right to choose from them;"

"When the highest bid appears in the audience, I will make three bids for the first, second and last times. If no one raises the bid, I will decide whether to make the deal based on the reserve price."

"Once the hammer falls, the contract comes into effect, and no one can go back on it or bear liability for breach of contract."

Zhong Ming clenched the gavel with his left hand and raised his left hand high. The screens on the left side of all the buyers' rooms immediately switched to the portrait and appendix of the item.

Immediately afterwards, Qingyue's female voice called everyone's attention back: "Our starting price is 100 million ship coins, oh, I saw 120 million, very soon, the good side also lit up, 150 million, Then 180 million, then who wants to increase it to 200 million? Okay, 200 million.”

"Go, go, go! Don't be cowardly!" Ning Yao grabbed Xin Cheng's sleeve and shook it excitedly, "If you bite so hard, it must be Du Jingxiu on the other side!"

Xin Cheng clenched his fist nervously with his left hand, and held the bidding button with his right hand. His eyes were fixed on the screen. Every time Zhong Ming quoted a new price, he immediately pressed the button to follow.

Assistant Tang took time out from the busy conference call and raised his head: "Actually, you don't have to hold the button and press it yourself. We can authorize the team below to follow the shooting. They will have a professional bidding rhythm. You only need to give Just give me a rough psychological price.”

"That's not possible." Xin Cheng didn't even have time to reply. "Of course I have to do something so exciting, fun, and serious at the same time."

Assistant Tang advised: "You are having fun, but you are actually adding a process to us. I have to always pay attention to the auctioneer's quotation, your bidding rhythm and the team's calculations."

Xin Cheng was finally willing to look back at Assistant Tang and said in an aggrieved tone: "I paid for it, but can't I take the photo?"

Assistant Tang's words were stuck in his throat, and in the end he had no choice but to compromise: "You can shoot it, you can shoot it..."

After just talking for a while, the bidding price of Tamarix has jumped to tens of millions.

Zhong Ming's lips curved into a theatrical smile, and he kept quoting between the two screens that lit up repeatedly.

"Twelve million a time, do you still want to follow me? Okay! I'll follow you here, 1200 million!"

Zhong Ming's performance quickly attracted the attention of other buyers. It was obvious that two buyers were fighting over this lot.

Could it be that this is some kind of treasure whose value has not yet been discovered?

So someone tentatively followed and took pictures.

"Ah, someone here bets 1800 million! Let me see if this sacred tamarisk tree can meet a new Bole? Yes! 2000 million!"

"Not good..." Assistant Tang frowned, "You and Mr. Du are too fast. Now that you're tempting other people to follow, the price will probably skyrocket soon."

Sure enough, with the intervention of multiple buyers, the price of this tamarisk tree soon doubled again.

The bell rang out the quotation loudly, and the gavel was waved happily in the hand, as if it was about to fall at a certain moment, which made people feel itchy and nervous.

"4800 million, is there anyone who wants to pay? 4800 million for the first time, 4800 million for the second time..."

Xin Cheng bit his lower lip and pressed the button again. The screen in front of Zhong Ming lit up, and she smiled: "5000 million!"

Immediately afterwards, she announced a new bidding ladder: "The current quotation has exceeded the 5000 million mark. The next bidding ladder is 1000 million once and 6000 million once. Is anyone willing to bid?"

Assistant Tang took off his headphones in shock: "How come so many units jumped at once? After the normal bidding ladder crosses tens of millions, shouldn't it be changed from 258 to 1 million/time?"

Seeing that the situation was not good, An Han immediately came over: "What's going on?"

Assistant Tang pointed at the computer screen: "According to previous expectations, if the bidding ladder after 100 is 1000 million, we can still be at odds with the opponent for a long time. A tug-of-war is enough to defeat the vast majority of those who are not persistent. Individual passengers, but now it’s million per trip, and our budget can’t support a few round trips.”

An Han looked at the big screen in the guest room, and the bell on the screen seemed to be able to see him through the transparent glass and electronic signals, and cast a provocative look at the camera.

"She did it on purpose." An Han gritted his teeth.

"She stated before the shooting started that she had the right to adjust the bidding ladder."

Assistant Tang’s keyboard started to smoke: “How can there be such a temporary adjustment!”

An Han pushed up his glasses: "This is the high seas, not land. We follow their maritime rules."

"Then what should I do?" Xin Cheng held the button at a loss, "Can I still continue shooting?"

"Slap with a hammer!" Assistant Tang was visibly angry. "Isn't it obvious that if you bid again now, you'll be raising commissions for the auction house?"

Xin Cheng was anxious: "But if we don't take pictures, this tree will be taken away by someone named Du!"

"I don't think he can even get a price increase of 1000 million," Assistant Tang said angrily.

An Han gently pressed Assistant Tang's shoulder: "Don't go up, calm down, let's take stock of our budget. How many rounds can we participate in? And is it too late to apply for a budget increase now?"

Assistant Tang took a deep breath and called up a page: "The starting price of this tamarisk tree is only 100 million ship coins, but we have not taken it lightly. We have already calculated the cost of the price war with Mr. Du in advance, and it is estimated that it will be around 8000 million. The following transaction was completed, so we exchanged million ship coins on our books.”

As he spoke, he clicked on a ship currency exchange page: "Although we can exchange some temporarily, it cost a lot to buy two bodies before, so we don't have much money left on hand now. We will definitely do it after 100 million." The new bidding ladder will be adjusted, and the auctioneer does not follow the routine. We may not be able to survive the next adjustment. "

He paused and gave up his seat in front of the computer: "Well, An Han, take over from me and enter the team's conference call. Mr. Xiao Xin, you'd better take pictures first. Judging from the quotation, it won't exceed 100 million for the time being. I Contact Mr. Xin to see if you can skip the public process and ask her to send some money directly to help. "

Ning Yao squatted at their feet and watched them walking around: "You are very good at asking for money. It seems that you often complain to your boss."

Yingying kicked him into the ground and said, "If you can't help me, then stop saying sarcastic words."

Ning Yao rubbed her butt: "I want to help too, but there's nothing I can do here."

"There is one thing." An Han said while clipping the microphone to himself.

"What?" Ning Yao was very interested.

"Shut your mouth." An Han showed a very impolite smile, then rolled his eyes and threw himself into the intense conference call.