Trillionaire's Slice of Life

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Next, I am honored to introduce to everyone, this is a Type IIb diamond with a color grade of Fancy Vivid Blue. It is the largest blue diamond of its color grade in auction history. Whether it can break the record depends on all of you present here today.

Let me give you a brief introduction: this diamond originally belonged to a nobleman. The blue diamond became one of his private collections precisely because of its perfect hue, cut proportion, and rarity.

In the 1990s, Italian designer Verdura especially designed a "Five Blades" ring for this blue diamond, which was held by leaf-shaped prongs. At present, the diamond has been reset into the center of a platinum ring, flanked by a step-cut diamond on each side.

The lady who owns this diamond will be God's favored child. The starting price is... fifty million, and each increase must be no less than two million.

Now, let the bidding begin."

As the auctioneer's words fell, a whispering buzz immediately arose in the entire hall. However, what was different this time was that most of the murmuring came from the ladies.

Although only a few elite tycoons in the front row were calling out bids for the ring, this didn't hinder the young girls in the back row from collectively discussing it.

A blue diamond with a starting price of fifty million, its final transaction price is unpredictable. For a treasure of this level, even the average billionaire would not dare dabble.

As for the princesses in the back rows, no matter how much they coveted it, they could only look on.

"Fifty-nine million."

The bid came from a slightly balding middle-aged man at the very front row, and naturally, the man was accompanied by a flamboyantly dressed young girl.

"Sixty million."

The next increase came from an older lady with a maintained charm, decked in gold and silver jewelry, exuding luxury.

The balding man, unable to resist the coquettish pleading of the delicate girl beside him, finally gritted his teeth and raised the bid once more.

"Sixty-one million."

But as soon as the opponent's voice fell, the lady, without any hesitation, casually said:

"Sixty-five million."

As the words were uttered, even if the girl beside him continued her charm offensive, the bald man was unmoved, clearly, the price had exceeded his limit.

"Sixty-five million once, are there any higher bids?"

"Sixty-five million twice."

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"Eighty million."

"It's the young gentleman in the back once again, eighty million, this gentleman's bid is eighty million."

In the excited shouts of the auctioneer, Chu Mo's gaze lingered indifferently on the two in the front row—one was Ren Wenxuan, the chairman of Shangyuan Entertainment, and the other of course, was the noble son of the Wu family.

However, this time, the Wu heir did not turn back to mock him again.

If before Chu Mo was intentionally raising the price, he might have thought Chu Mo was deliberately calling a high price to provoke him into the fray, but this time, he sensed an unusual flavor to the proceedings.

Under Chu Mo's faint gaze, the middle-aged lady in the front row, who was set on winning, looked back at Chu Mo.

This was the third time Chu Mo had made a move, and each time, he pushed the amount to a level unbearable for others. It was the first time she had seen such a young person, and although she was reluctant to part with the diamond ring, the middle-aged lady refrained from bidding further.

She knew she couldn't compete with that young man.

When the middle-aged lady turned back, finally, Ren Wenxuan, the chairman of Shangyuan, looked at Chu Mo for the second time, curiosity and scrutiny in his eyes.

Chu Mo nodded towards him with a smile, and the slightly plump middle-aged man paused, then nodded back at Chu Mo, almost imperceptibly.

A good relationship had been established, and his wealth had been shown off. The eighty million had been well spent.

"Eighty million once.

Eighty million twice

Eighty million three times... Sold!"

When the staff approached him for the third time, Chu Mo still took out his Centurion Black Gold Card unhurriedly. This time, he didn't even bother giving the password, letting the staff member handle the transaction. Moments later, the transfer was complete; eighty million was paid.

In no more than ten minutes, Chu Mo's total expenditure had reached two hundred and thirty million—it truly was like spending money like water.

As the staff member left, seeming to be unable to hold back any longer, the young Wu scion turned around again, his eyes slightly narrowed, a cold light in his gaze.

This time, Chu Mo didn't even look at him, effectively ignoring his gaze.

The auction was approaching its climax, and when the auctioneer on the stage began to introduce the final showstopper lot, the atmosphere in the great hall suddenly grew more intense.

Without exaggeration, all the previous items were just warm-ups, and the real deal was in this last hammer blow.

"...This lot is located near the Magi City sports stadium, suitable for constructing residential housing as well as a shopping center, and also spans a staggering ninety thousand square meters—a premium lot that is rare in recent years in Magi City..."

The auctioneer on stage was making the final pitch, and the tycoons in the front row were silent and reserved. But in this quietness, an atmosphere of an impending storm spread throughout the hall.

And just as everyone was listening intently, the figure who had provided information to Chu Mo previously, seated in the front, suddenly turned her head and quickly glanced at him.

Naturally, Chu Mo also noticed her gaze. He turned his eyes toward the figure in the front row, then his lips curved slightly and he nodded with a smile to her.

She was a cute 21- or 22-year-old girl, with her hair in a ponytail. Even in the slightly dim hall, her pale cheeks still glowed with a soft luster.

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