As the auctioneer's words fell, the room instantly erupted with exclamations, and the smile on the middle-aged man's face froze instantly.
He turned his gaze to Wang Fei, his eyes dark and gloomy.
Wang Fei showed no fear and glared back fiercely, her delicate face full of arrogance.
The middle-aged man raised his paddle again.
"440,000! Back to the gentleman at No. 176! Now at 440,000!"
"500,000! The lady at No. 28 has bid 500,000!"
The room fell silent, Wang Fei's bid was too assertive, clearly indicating, 'This thing is mine!'
The expression on the middle-aged man's face was uncertain; after hesitating for a moment, he finally put down his paddle and stopped bidding.
"500,000, first call!"
"500,000, second call!"
"500,000, third call!"
"Bang!"
The auction hammer fell, and the auctioneer, with a smile, announced: "Congratulations to the lady at No. 28 for winning lot No. 037!"
