Ye Qingxian let out a dry laugh. At this point, she could only choose to trust Chen Xuan, hoping nothing unexpected would happen.
A Xiu's expression was indecisive, contemplating for a long time without coming up with any conclusion, only to shake her head helplessly.
"The final piece of land in today's bidding auction, the desolate land in the northern suburb of the city."
"Although the location isn't considered great, it has a large usable area and is very cheap."
"The starting price is only thirty million, with each bid increment not less than one million. Bidding starts now."
The auctioneer introduced this piece of land in a listless manner.
For several rounds, it had failed to sell — no one took a fancy to this wasteland.
It's estimated that no one will bid this time either.
At this moment, the auctioneer looked towards Ye Qingxian's side. Even the usually proactive and lively Chen Xuan calmly sat there, indifferent.
Sighing quietly, it seemed it would go unsold again.
