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Chapter 1940(2/2)

Instead, it was directly expressed in units of 10,000 and added to 20,000 tons.

"Hiss!" Countless people gasped instantly.

When Uncle Qiu heard this number, he broke out in a cold sweat.

"But please don't add any more." Uncle Qiu couldn't keep calm at this moment.

Just to save face, I just smashed out 20,000 tons.

This is simply a waste of money!

But in the box opposite, the woman's voice sounded again.

"As expected of the Hao clan!"

"You're really brave!"

"It's just that I like this thing!" The woman seemed very willful.

"Thirty thousand tons!" The woman increased the price again!

"Young Master, don't add any more."

"If the other party can bid this price, he must have a lot of background."

You can know the Hao clan in the Eastern Holy Land and still dare to argue like this.

Is this possible without the backend?

"Then you go out and accept the ridicule of everyone later?"

"You are mocking my dignified Hao family for not even daring to increase the price?" Luo Chen asked back, making Uncle Qiu instantly unable to answer.

"Forty thousand tons!" The voice was very calm.

Luo Chen increases the price again!

"One hundred thousand tons!" A cold voice sounded in the box, seeming to bring an end to this fight! But when the one hundred thousand tons hit the ground, no one dared to exclaim!
Chapter completed!
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