At this time, the host has already quoted the lowest price.

The starting price is 100 million!

"I'll pay 110 million!"

.....

"One to 120 million!"

.....

In the auction house, everyone started bidding soon.

Of course, most of the people here just join in the fun.

Follow the price in your heart and grab a few rounds.

Think about it, it’s just a medicinal plant, it’s magical, but no one knows what the real effect is?

This transaction can be said to be risky.

It is not a wise move to take hundreds of millions of risks to grab something that is useless to you at this stage.

Therefore, after the price rose to 200 million, there were basically few bidding sounds in the venue.

There is only a middle-aged man and a young woman, still fighting for it.

Meng Chuan had already noticed the two of them and sent someone to investigate the situation of the two of them.

With the power of the Meng family, it is naturally not difficult to check two people in the auction.

"It turned out to be them."

After learning about the other party's identity, Meng Chuan immediately smiled.

"It seems that you don't need to raise money anymore, and you seem to be able to successfully take down the Three-Leaf Spiritual Herb."

Meng Chuan whispered secretly.

This time, he prepared nearly 500 million for this three-leaf spiritual herb. He spent 300 million before, but now he still has more than 200 million.

In other words, as long as the price of the three-leaf spiritual herb is not raised to 300 million, he will have a chance.

"Two ten million!"

At this time, a young woman in the crowd raised her bid again.

Meng Chuan looked over and said, "Miss Zhang, if what I expected is good, the lady will grab this spiritual medicine for collection."

"I heard for a long time that Miss Zhang is a collector and especially loves collecting rare treasures in the world. Today, it seems that this is true."

"For the sake of hobbies, I spent billions of gold!"

"But hasn't Miss Zhang always been interested in the historical relics and cultural relics left over from history? Why has she turned to collecting medicinal materials now?"

"This thing will probably not be preserved for a few years."

"Maybe, it will wither and wither shortly after I bought it."

"Miss Zhang's hundreds of millions will be spent in vain?"

Meng Chuan looked at the young woman ahead with a smile.

"Master Meng, don't you think you're too busy with your care?"

"What do I want to buy, what do you have to do with?"

This young woman was obviously not surprised why Meng Chuan could see her identity.

After all, the Meng family is the richest family in Jiangbei, and the resources and energy they control are naturally extremely huge.

Investigating individuals is not difficult.

But the girl seemed to have little awe of the Meng family. She directly retorted what Meng Chuan said.

"Miss Zhang, am I kind-hearted?"

"Some time ago, I collected a crown from my friend."

"I asked someone to identify it. It seems to be related to the ancient country that disappeared in ancient times and the Loulan country."

"Maybe it is the crown of Queen Loulan?"

"When will Miss Zhang have time? You can go to my place to take a look."

"If it is really the crown of Queen Loulan, I will transfer it to you the original price, how about it?"

Meng Chuan asked with a smile.

The young woman was shocked: "You are serious? Is it really an ancient artifact from the ancient Loulan Kingdom?"

"I never tell lies." Meng Chuan said.

"Okay, I'll go find you tomorrow." The girl said immediately.

Meng Chuan nodded and smiled, "Then it's decided. But this three-leaf spiritual herb..."

"You want it, just give it to you." The girl let it go readily.

She was not very interested in the Three Leaf Spiritual Grass, but she just thought it was magical.

Her greatest interest was on those mysterious ancient civilizations that disappeared.

But on the other side, the middle-aged man obviously had no intention of stopping: "Mr. Meng, sorry, I can give you other things, but I can't give up this one."

"I'm sorry, let's compete with our own abilities."

The man frowned. He didn't expect that Meng Chuan was also interested in the Third Master Spiritual Herb. This was not good news.

"Mr. Zhou, don't be so full of words."

"I know what it's useful for you to ask for this."

"Isn't it just that your group founder, Dong Qiao, is seriously ill and is dying. Are you worried that once Dong Qiao dies, it will cause a heavy blow to the company's stock price and affect your financing process?"

Meng Chuan crossed his legs and talked happily.

The middle-aged man's face suddenly changed: "How do you... know?"

"This is not important." Meng Chuan chuckled, "What's important is that I can help your group overcome the difficulties. The condition is to give this three-leaf spiritual herb to me."

"This..." the middle-aged man was silent.

"I'm considering the long-term development of your company. Director Qiao of your group is old. Even if he is rescued this time, what about the next time?"

"It is better to remove the fire from the bottom of the cauldron than to stop the boiling soup."

"As long as you sell me a favor this time, my Meng family will give your group as much support as possible in the future."

"how?"

I have to say that Meng Chuan is indeed a bit capable.

Starting from the most fundamental point, I quickly moved my two biggest opponents.

In the end, the man, known as Jay Chou, also announced his withdrawal from the competition.

At this point, no one competed with Meng Chuan anymore.

He took down the three-leaf spiritual herb for 215 million yuan.

"Ha ha.."

"Young Master, you really have it!"

Meng Chuan had already shown a winner-like smile.

However, just when Meng Chuan thought everything had settled, Ye Fan, who had been silent, suddenly raised his sign.

"Two 20 million!"

What?

Meng Chuan trembled all over and turned his head immediately. Sure enough, he saw Ye Fan's face wearing a dragon-headed mask again.

"Boy, don't go too far?" Meng Chuan clenched his palms and gritted his teeth to threaten.

Ye Fan ignored it and continued to bid: "Two thirty million!"

"You!!!" Meng Chuan was so angry that he shivered.

"Twofid million!" Ye Fan raised his sign again.

"I..." Meng Chuan's eyes were red, and he was almost spitting out fire.

"OK!"

"very good!"

"I want to play, right? I'll play with you."

"Two six hundred million..."

The angry Meng Chuan was going to bid with him.
To be continued...