Looking at Bai Weiwei's nervous face, Lin Fan gave an inaudible smile, lazily pulled out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, lit it, and took a deep puff. As for any tension, it seemed to have nothing to do with him, his expression as calm as a gentle breeze!
Seeing Lin Fan's indifferent demeanor, Bai Weiwei felt even angrier. Was this guy here for fun or to complete a mission? She didn't even have enough money for the starting bid of the sheepskin scroll, and he wasn't worried at all?
"Hey! Lin, what are you thinking? Are you taking the task given by your godfather seriously or not!" Bai Weiwei shouted.
"What's the rush? Just watch slowly!" Lin Fan skillfully blew out a smoke ring and chuckled softly.
At this moment, after a brief silence, the atmosphere in the venue became lively!
"Two hundred million!"
The first bid was announced, shocking everyone in the audience.
And the one who bid such a high price was someone Lin Fan didn't want to mess with in one of the VIP rooms!
