"Next up is item number 008, Zhang Boju's painting 'Chu Ze Liu Fang', with a starting bid of 50,000 yuan."
No sooner had the auctioneer finished speaking than someone in the audience immediately raised a bid card.
"Mr. 189 bids 55,000 yuan."
"Mr. 211 bids 60,000 yuan."
"..."
In no time, the bidding had already exceeded 120,000 yuan, but Shi Feng remained calm, never raising his card.
Qi Yun couldn't help but turn his head and ask, "Given up?"
Shi Feng, with a solemn expression, shook his head slightly, without speaking.
A moment later, the current price had already risen to 190,000 yuan.
At this point, Shi Feng finally moved, slowly raising his bid card.
"Mr. 158 bids 200,000 yuan!"
However, just as the auctioneer's voice fell, it rang out again.
"Mr. 189 bids 220,000 yuan!"
Shi Feng heard this and frowned slightly.
His psychological price for this painting was around 250,000 yuan, and if the price went higher, there wouldn't be any profit margin for him.
