Twenty auction items had already been sold one after another. With Fang Jueyu present, not a single item had the possibility of being unsold; he had snagged all of them except for that bronze dog head.
Faced with such aggressive bidding, everyone was infuriated but dared not speak up. What could they do? They simply didn't have as much money as Fang Jueyu did. If someone spends money on something, what fault can you find? Well, if you have the guts, offer a higher price!
"Not impressive, these items are way too cheap," Fang Jueyu grumbled unsatisfiedly. After purchasing 19 items, he had only spent a little over two billion euros, which barely dented his principal. However, the completion of this task was pegged to the percentage spent.
If he submitted the task now, he'd likely go crazy over the level of permission Xiao Yi would grant him.
"Is this cheap?" Wang Cong was already drinking alone on the side. He had just purchased a set of diamond crystal goblets worth nearly 100 million euros without batting an eye.
Drinking from diamond cups? Wouldn't it make more sense to buy a few cars, buy a few houses, or make an investment with that money?
Is this even spending money? This is clearly tossing it away, yet it's still too cheap! I, Wang Cong, am no less of a rich second-generation, okay? How come compared to Fang Jueyu, I'm like a beggar? Could someone explain what kind of play this is?
"Old Wang, you really aren't fair! Such a fun thing, and you just now invite me!" Fang Jueyu protested displeased.
"You think gatherings happen all the time? We've only known each other a few months, haven't we? Do you believe I'll smash your dog head in?" Wang Cong was on the brink of blowing up—how had Fang Jueyu become increasingly slick?
"It seems whole auction has turned into your personal showcase, while others are just tourists here for fun. They traveled so far just to watch you flaunt your wealth. This world truly is unkind."
"Heh heh heh!" Fang Jueyu chuckled foolishly.
"What are you laughing at? Look, what have you turned a perfectly good auction into?" Wang Cong pointed at the crowd below.
Wang Cong had attended many auctions before, each buzzing and lively, with everyone vying fiercely—this was what an auction should be!
Now though, all the participants below were engrossed in their phones. Each time a new auction item came up, they merely glanced up before continuing with their tasks.
At first, some occasionally bid against him, but after a few rounds, Fang Jueyu's prices were utterly heart-wrenching. Who would still want to play with him? The subsequent five or six auction items were almost all bought at starting prices, making the entire auction deathly quiet.
This was still called an auction?
"Hahahaha, Fang Jueyu, come look! The foreign social media platforms are about to explode!" Suddenly, Wang Cong seemed to spot something amusing, pointing at his phone and screeching like a goose.
"What's so funny?" Curious, Fang Jueyu took Wang Cong's phone. It was the foreigners' favorite Twitter and Facebook, and seated here were many affluent individuals. Their identities and statuses meant they had numerous followers, and every post generated countless comments.
"Hello, everyone, I'm Bill Gates. I'm currently at an auction, and seemingly, someone is monopolizing it. You might find it unbelievable, but I brought 1 billion euros and haven't purchased a single item yet!"
"Good evening, everyone. I'm Jeff Bezos, even richer than Bill Gates. Now, I feel like a beggar!"
"I'm Buffett. May I ask: are all Huaxia folks this amazing now? Can I immigrate? I promise to pay my taxes on time!"
Almost every recognizable millionaire worldwide made similar comments on their social media platforms. While they were self-deprecating and resigned, it wasn't hard to infer that they were probably at a highly sizable auction.
But at this auction, there appeared a Huaxia tycoon wealthy enough to make them feel like paupers. This person played by no conventional rules and practically garnered all the auction items!
This was indeed a major piece of news, quickly spreading globally. If Fang Jueyu revealed his identity now, he would undoubtedly become a household name worldwide, and the first stage's permission task would surely be instantly completed.
Not just abroad, even Huaxia's Netizens went frantic. Even the world's richest had bitten the dust—could it be that Forbes' rich list had turned out to be so inflated?
Big Mouth of Kang Shifu: Does anyone know who this mysterious Huaxia millionaire is? Seeking an explainer!
Red Carp and Green Carp and Donkey: @Fang Jueyu, Director, is this your dad?
Your Wife Leaks Air: Heard the Director was recently in Europe; could that person be the Director?
Wild Horse with Prolapse: Stop asking; ask and it's my husband!
"Hahahahaha! See, you're usually so showy, now people even guess correctly!"
"Laugh up! Laugh yourself to death!" Fang Jueyu tossed the phone back. "I just want to spend money, so why must these people make such a big deal out of it? They've even started to dox me!"
"Just want to spend money? Just go buy a Harmony train!" Wang Cong rolled his eyes. "Or build a spaceship? Just hand the mission of exploring aliens and protecting the Earth to you!"
"I'm serious, believe it or not!" Fang Jueyu returned to the sofa. After a brief rest, the auction continued.
"What are you still buying? I think you should directly find someone from the Rothschild family and tell them you want everything. Let them name a price, then package it all and bring it home, and call it done!"
Wang Cong already felt uninterested in the auction.
To prevent the omnipotent Netizens from discovering his identity, Fang Jueyu quickly had Xiao Yi synthesize a photo of him on Weibo, then threatened Wang Cong, "If you dare expose me, I'll buy your dad's Patek tomorrow!"
Scarlett's expression was somewhat sullen now. Even though Fang Jueyu's crazy spree earlier was going to score her a fortune, several items were just being sold at starting prices. If speaking strictly, this counted as a failure on the auctioneer's part. After all, an auctioneer's duty is to fetch the highest possible price for items.
Initially, they planned to auction off the big-ticket items at the end, but now they urgently needed to reignite the auction's atmosphere. There were five batches of enhancement potions, and they took out two batches to auction ahead of schedule.
"The next auction item we initially planned to auction last, but following the organizer's decision, we will auction two sets of DSB-003 enhancement potions, starting at 1 billion euros per set, with no price limitation!"
Scarlett hadn't received detailed information about this batch of enhancement potions, and the organizers had told her she didn't need to know, so this introduction was exceptionally brief.
As soon as she finished speaking, the nearly silent auction hall immediately transformed. Everyone raised their heads. Those who knew were rubbing their hands, secretly mobilizing funds. Those who didn't were curious about this auction item. The surrounding atmosphere subtly turned somewhat tense.
It was me, start mobilizing funds, the DSB-003 auction began early!
How much funds can be mobilized? Give me everything! This time, we must obtain this technology!
What? Only 2 billion euros can be mobilized? Not enough, absolutely not enough! Quickly, you have a maximum of ten minutes!