The CEO's husband didn't come home every night, and Secretary Chu was angry

Lin Jiaojiao did the same. She did not rush to bid, but waited for these people to call a short position.

After three rounds of bidding, the price of the emerald was raised from 30 million to 50 million, which is closer to the market price of the emerald rough.

But this is only the price of the raw stone. Once it is made into jewelry, its value will increase exponentially.

So some people are still scrambling for items, but people outside the jewelry industry have stopped.

In a short while, the price of this emerald was raised to 70 million.

"Seventy million once, seventy million twice..." The auctioneer dropped the hammer on the final blow, looked down at the audience, and said in a raised voice, "Anyone else bid?"

"Seventy-five million." Lin Jiaojiao started bidding.

Five million is mentioned at once. It seems that Yi Fengteng has given her a high level of financial authority.

Chu Mu didn't raise his hand, and someone continued to raise the price.

"Seventy-six million."

"Seventy-seven million."

"Eighty million."

"Eighty-one million."

……

Bids kept coming in, and finally Lin Jiaojiao raised the price to 87 million.

This amount exceeded the maximum limit of Chu Mu’s bank card.

Sitting next to the woman with card number 7 was Yi Fengteng, the second prince of the Yi family. It seemed the Yi family didn't really want to auction off the emerald, and those who had originally bid had put their cards down.

At this moment, Yi Yichen, who was at the front, turned around and fixed his gaze on Chu Mu. His sharp eyes seemed to be asking why she didn't ask for a photo.

Seeing this, Lin Jiaojiao also turned around. She narrowed her eyes. What exactly was the relationship between Chu Mu and Yi Yichen? It was just an ordinary superior-subordinate relationship. Did Yi Yichen need to be so considerate?

"Eighty-seven million once, eighty-seven million twice..." The auctioneer struck the hammer: "Eighty-seven million..."

"Ninety million."

As soon as Chu Mu said this, all eyes at the auction fell on her.

Who are you to dare to snatch things from the Yi family?

A woman!

A woman I've never seen before!

For a moment, everyone was amazed.

Lin Jiaojiao was also shocked.

She hadn't expected Chu Mu to raise the price again. Initially, Chu Mu didn't raise the price, so she thought she was just going through the motions, a spectator. She hadn't expected that she was just saving her strength to wait for the final moment.

Who is behind Chu Mu?

Lin Jiaojiao's eyes darkened, and she immediately raised her number plate: "Ninety-one million."

"Ninety-eight million." Chu Mu continued to raise the price. This was her limit. If she kept asking, she would have no choice but to admit defeat.

Lin Jiaojiao and Yi Fengteng in the front row were startled.

Lin Jiaojiao looked at Yi Fengteng with a burning gaze, signaling him to raise his sign. Yi Fengteng lowered his head somewhat embarrassedly.

This auction was a closed one, so he couldn't bid under the company's name. He had limited funds, so bidding further would be difficult.

"Feng Teng, what are you still hesitating about? Don't you want me to win?" Seeing Yi Feng Teng hesitate to raise his hand, Lin Jiaojiao was extremely anxious. She had made a harsh statement; she couldn't lose!

"Jiaojiao." Yi Fengteng looked at Lin Jiaojiao in embarrassment.

The Yi family was wealthy, but the funds were all in the hands of his parents. Although he was the president of Yi Jewelry, the company's assets were company assets, and if he misappropriated them without authorization, he would be kicked out of the board of directors.

"Feng Teng, if you love me, give me this emerald." Lin Jiaojiao's eyes were firm, and she gently stroked his arm and shook it. "Your mother has always looked down on me. If I can't get another order from the royal family, we're really over."

Yi Fengteng's heart suddenly tightened, he gritted his teeth and raised the number plate: "Ninety-nine million!"

Nothing is more important than Jiaojiao!

The auction price at this moment has far exceeded the price of the original stone itself. Without top-level cutting technology and design as a foundation, it would be difficult to make a profit.

Yi Fengteng's move is undoubtedly a risky one.

Yi Yichen on the rostrum turned around and cast a sharp look at Yi Fengteng.

Yi Fengteng shrank back and called out with a laugh, "Uncle."

Glancing again, Yi Yichen saw Lin Jiaojiao beside him. His eyes calmed down and turned cold in an instant.

"Ninety-nine million once, ninety-nine million twice." The auctioneer hammered down. "One kilogram of emerald. Number 20 bids ninety-nine million. Are there any other bidders who would like to raise the price?"

"One, two, three," the auctioneer instructed. "If there are no other bidders, then this important..."

"1 million." Just as the gavel was about to fall, Yi Yichen raised his paddle and bid.

Everyone present looked at Yi Yichen, their hearts certain. As expected, the Yi family had no intention of auctioning the gem. Everyone was thankful that they hadn't continued to raise the price, causing the Yi family to suffer losses.