Hearing that voice, Wu Yun's expression turned cold as he looked towards the doorway.
A young man dressed in a Hermès suit and international designer brands walked in with an air of arrogance.
Seeing that person, Wu Yun's face changed. The newcomer was Zhang Jun. Both of them were leading figures in the circle of second-generation rich, and their personalities clashed even more.
Especially since both of them were currently pursuing Wang Zixuan.
Wu Yun gritted his teeth. Both were after Wang Zixuan, so if he were to be outbid this time, he would undoubtedly seem lesser in the eyes of his goddess.
"I bid twenty million," Zhang Jun said indifferently.
"Twenty-one million!" Wu Yun bit out through clenched teeth.
"Thirty million!" Zhang Jun was indeed domineering, raising the price by nine million in one go.
"Forty million!" Wang Yun showed no sign of weakness, adding another ten million.
