Stein and his group stayed in the hospital for two and a half days, and the auction was 3 days in total. When they were discharged from the hospital, the auction ended.

But he and Gasol are not regretful. Their goals have been clear, as long as someone bids for them.

Unfortunately, they had to pay more: "Fark, if we weren't hospitalized, if we could stare at that damn container! Fark, then I'd have a way to estimate the price given by others, and then we can get the box with a little more!"

Sandler was indignant. To be on the safe side, they quoted a freezing container of $200,000, which is a very amazing price for a frozen container.

There are too many containers, so the insurance company naturally cannot conduct regular auctions, so it is learned from the experience of large-scale warehouse auctions and came to a bidding auction.

The insurance company has prepared a series of boxes. People who pick up treasures are interested in which container, write the number, write the price, and put the bidding letter into the box.

Unlike other warehouse companies, insurance companies pay more attention to their efficiency in their work. They check the bids in the box every day. If a box has a new bid, they will change the price they have counted.

In this way, after the auction ended, it took only half a day to complete the statistics.

After the statistics came out, the insurance company sent it to the winner's mobile phone through text messages.

This is similar to the customs auction that Li Du had participated in before. At that time, the customs also had containers, but the number was much smaller.

Lying on the hospital bed, Gasol said lazily: "Don't care, spend more money, just get that container, this little money is nothing."

Stein was also a little dissatisfied: "Damn Korean guy, damn Korean idiot! Mad, this broken shipping company will not go bankrupt sooner or later, we will not go bankrupt when we have goods to be shipped! Damn, what did they say? Pay us the oil painting in a picture? One hundred dollars a picture? Farke!"

The South American asked curiously: "Hey, Halim, what oil paintings are there in the container? Since it is very expensive, why didn't you keep the price when you sent them onto the ship?"

Gasol said angrily: "Price guarantee? How much does it cost? And once its value is exposed, how can we send the painting to the United States quietly?"

Stein glared at him and said, "Shut up, Gordon, if you didn't stare at the Korean shipping company in time, would we have to spend 200,000 yuan to get this container?"

"What else can I do?" Gasol said dissatisfied.

Stein said angrily: "What do you think can be done? If we knew earlier that this damn shipping company was going to go bankrupt, we could hire a ship to come on our own. Don't wait for the insurance company to open, we will get on the ship and take the oil paintings away!"

Gasol said helplessly: "You asked me to stare, why am I staring? The voyage of this ship is so long, I am not staring at it. I am staring at the time of its arrival in port. Who knows that their company went bankrupt as soon as it went out to sea?"

"You stare at the slut, you stare at the women's breasts and butts on the beach every day!"

"Don't just talk about me, Halim, this is not my own job, why don't you do it?"

Sandler waved his hand and said, "Forget it, guys, stop arguing. Today the insurance company will send a text message. We will just take this container away at that time."

Gasol added: "Yes, we may not lose money. Most of the fruits in that container have not rotted. We can sell them, but we may not be able to make a profit."

After hearing this, Stein hummed, "Do you have time to stay here to process the fruit? We have to hurry back to Cuba, the damn wind is not over yet!"

Gasol said confidently: "Don't worry, my cousin will do everything. We have nothing to do in the United States. Who will remember that there is a bankrupt primary school in Flagpole City?"

After arguing for a while, Stein took out his cell phone and looked at it. He did not receive any information on the phone.

He looked at the time and it was almost noon, and frowned and said, "Damn it, what's going on? I haven't received the message. Will anyone pay a higher price to get the container?"

The South American shook his head: "Impossible, unless someone goes crazy, a frozen container, even if the box itself is added, it will be worth less than 200,000 US dollars!"

"But why haven't I received the text message yet?" Stein asked worriedly.

Sandler threw away the apple core in his hand and said, "Forget it, I'll call and ask."

He called out and chatted for a few words, with a strange expression on his face.

Stein's heart tightened and said, "What's wrong?"

"Bauer said the text message has been sent out," Sandler said.

Stein's face suddenly changed: "I haven't received the text message, Gordon, where are you?"

"Neither I." Gasol's face also changed.

Sandler pressed his hands down and said, "Don't worry, it's okay, guys, it's okay. Even if someone pays a higher price to get the warehouse, then we can contact him and spend a few thousand dollars to buy the oil paintings. You said that those oil paintings are of no value to others, right?"

Stein nodded: "Yes, this is for sure. We only found out about its true identity by chance. But damn it, this is unreliable after all."

Sandler was confident: "It's okay. As long as they don't know the identity of the painting, they will definitely sell us a face. This will be better. You can save 200,000 yuan."

Stein said: "Don't ask so much, ask who bought the container for how much?"

Sandler lowered his head and fiddled with his cell phone, saying, "Bauer sent me a document containing the transaction prices of all warehouses. He said that the customer information should be kept confidential. Humph, it's a big deal. If we go to the ship, we will stare at the container...Farke!"

Halfway through his words, he suddenly exclaimed.

"What's going on?" Stein's heart rose to his throat.

Sandler rubbed his eyes and looked at his phone, and said in shock: "Is the transaction price of this container ten thousand yuan?"

"Which?" Stein understood his words, but could not believe what he meant.

Sandler handed him the phone: "Look, container ic0116, it was bought for ten thousand yuan!"

Gasol suddenly became anxious and shouted, "How is this possible? Damn it! This is absolutely impossible, Nazario, didn't you vote for a bid of 200,000?"

The South American stood up in shock and said, "Yes, absolutely right..."

"Something must be wrong, go check this!" Stein said.

He put on his coat and opened the door, and then suddenly there were various flashes outside the door, and the dazzling light thorned Stein couldn't open his eyes.

At the same time, a noisy sound rang:

"Hello, sir, this is the West Coast Time. Are you Mr. Halim Stein, the former dean of Flagstaff State College?"

"Hello, Mr. Stein, we are "Arizona Freedom Information"..."

"Inside is Mr. Gordon-dk-Gasol, who is the vice president of Flagstaff State College..."
Chapter completed!