Damn, How could my family be so wealthy?!-Chapter 467 - 466 Violating the Rules

"One hundred million and..."

Seeing the interval between bids had been reached, the auctioneer was now somewhat spirited in his preparation to call out that final bid.

The rest of the people in the auction hall turned their heads back in unison because of what the auctioneer had said.

As the matter was about to be settled, Old Man Gu naturally was no longer the center of attention.

As long as Old Man Gu didn’t cause any trouble, everyone really didn’t want to pay attention to him.

To those tycoons present, an old man was not as interesting as a beautiful woman; Old Man Gu had no appeal at all.

However, the auctioneer hadn’t finished his third call when he suddenly stopped speaking.

Everyone felt very surprised to see the auctioneer suddenly stop his half-finished sentence.

Following the direction of the auctioneer’s gaze, everyone seemed to have a bit of an answer in their hearts.

Because the auctioneer was looking in the direction where Old Man Gu was sitting.

With previous experiences in mind, everyone was somewhat prepared.

Turning their heads, sure enough, they saw that clueless Old Man Gu raising his bidding sign. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

Since Old Man Gu had only raised his bidding sign without calling out a bid, it meant that this time he was again only raising the bid by one million.

Old Master Su had increased his bid by ten million each time.

Here was Old Man Gu, wanting to compete with Old Master Su for Tang Bohu’s "Thoughts on the Homeward Way on a Donkey."

Yet, he was only willing to raise the bid by one million at a time.

Compared side by side, Old Man Gu’s pettiness was blatantly obvious.

Young Master Gu, seated right beside Old Man Gu, was truly startled by his grandfather’s unexpected move.

Young Master Gu had thought that after raising a sign once, his grandfather would settle down.

After all, Elder Su had directly raised the bid by ten million after Old Man Gu’s turn.

This also showed Elder Su’s determination to acquire Tang Bohu’s "Thoughts on the Homeward Way on a Donkey."

With Elder Su doing so, any sane person wouldn’t add another million, only to humiliate themselves.

One should do as much as their strength allows.

If you don’t have the economic power to compete with others, you naturally should keep a low profile.

Otherwise, you’ll only become a laughingstock.

Right now, Young Master Gu wished he could simply snatch the bidding sign from the old man’s hand.

But Old Man Gu’s bid raising was not only seen by the auctioneer; by now, almost everyone in the room had noticed it.

Young Master Gu knew that even if he snatched the bidding sign and threw it on the ground, it would be of no use anymore.

"Has Old Man Gu gone mad, raising the bidding sign again?"

"I feel the same way, and look at his cowardly demeanor, only daring to increase by one million at a time, knowing full well that he can’t compete with Old Master Su."

"Such a person is truly disgusting, shameless and impudent."

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Now, people didn’t even know how to describe their feelings about Old Man Gu, but they were certainly summed up in two words—unpleasant.

Young Master Gu watched everyone pointing and whispering, quietly shifting his position.

Originally, Young Master Gu and Old Man Gu were sitting together.

Now, because of what Young Master Gu had done, there was an empty seat between him and Old Man Gu.

Since there were only the two of them, Old Man Gu and Young Master Gu, in the last row, there were naturally plenty of seats available.

Even if Young Master Gu had wanted to put several more empty seats between them, it would have been no problem.

But doing so would have been too conspicuous, and Young Master Gu did not wish to draw so much attention to himself.

Furthermore, Young Master Gu did not dare to be too obvious in front of his own grandfather.

Sitting one seat away, actually, Young Master Gu had also mustered quite a bit of courage.

It could only be said that the gaze of the tycoons present put too much pressure on Young Master Gu.

In his heart, Young Master Gu had already prepared for a scolding from his grandfather upon his return.

As for his grandson’s small movements, Old Man Gu naturally saw them.

However, Old Man Gu knew that it wasn’t a good time to burst out in anger.

Otherwise, it would only give those waiting to laugh at him even more reason to ridicule him.

If his own grandson did not wish to sit with him, wouldn’t that be like being abandoned by everyone?

But Old Man Gu wasn’t worried about that at all.

As long as the economic power of the Gu Family lay in his hands, Old Man Gu felt there was no need to worry about being deserted by his kin.

If his sons or grandsons angered him, it should be they who were worried, not Old Man Gu himself.

At this moment, Old Man Gu had no mind to consider how exactly he should punish his grandson, who had failed to live up to expectations and "betrayed" him, once they returned.

After all, settling scores after the autumn harvest was never too late, and of course, Old Man Gu was in no hurry over such trivial matters.

This time, Old Man Gu didn’t even give his grandson a glare but simply ignored Young Master Gu’s actions.

"One hundred and seven million, Boss Gu bids one hundred and seven million," the Auctioneer declared.

Even if the Auctioneer was reluctant to announce the bid, there was no alternative.

It was part of the Auctioneer’s job.

Besides, if the Auctioneer purposely turned a blind eye to Old Man Gu raising his sign, that would be against the rules of the auction.

If Old Man Gu made a fuss about it, the matter could become very serious.

Having no choice, the Auctioneer could only reluctantly announce the latest price.

The Auctioneer felt that Old Master Su wouldn’t blame him.

Since the Auctioneer had already announced his bid, Old Man Gu also put down the bid paddle he was holding.

Old Man Gu did not care about those who said his skin was thick or not.

If Old Man Gu were to follow Su Junqiang’s example and start bidding in increments of ten million, it would also be too much for him to bear.

After all, economic strength speaks for itself.

Moreover, Old Man Gu was not certain how many more times Su Junqiang would continue to bid.

Old Man Gu’s prediction was that after seeing his own "persistent" bidding, Su Junqiang would probably raise his paddle once or twice more and that would be it.

So, now calculating it, Su Junqiang had already made one bid.

Old Man Gu felt that even if Su Junqiang bid twice more, the final price of Tang Bohu’s "Riding Donkey Thoughts on Return" could be kept within one hundred and thirty million.

One hundred and thirty million was no small amount for Old Man Gu.

If Old Man Gu were to truly acquire this original piece by Tang Bohu at that price,

it is likely that for a long time to come, the Gu family would need to lead a frugal life.

When compared to providing comfort for his family, Old Man Gu valued his prestige more.

Therefore, Old Man Gu felt that by gritting his teeth, he could still compete with Su Junqiang.

Of course, when thinking of this number of one hundred and thirty million, Old Man Gu’s heart still quivered.

After all, it was not a small sum, and it would be strange if Old Man Gu were not distressed about it.

If the Gu family had to tighten their belts, of course, that includes Old Man Gu himself.

This was something that was beyond doubt.