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Chapter 989 One hundred million!

“50 million pounds.”

"For the first time, £50 million."

"5,000 pounds to play for the second time."

“60 million!”

"Someone paid 60 million."

“Is anyone still going to bid?”

"The first time £70 million."

"The second time for £70 million!"

...

...

“80 million!”

“The first time 80 million!”

“80 million second time!”

...

...

In the auction house, horrifying numbers soared in the hall. One bite was 10 million pounds, which was definitely a game for rich people.

And they are not ordinary rich people, they are so rich people who can rank in the world who spend so much money at any time.

At this time, two super rich people were playing this game.

One is Chelsea boss Abu and the other is Indian steel tycoon Mittal. The two are playing a Floor London derby...

Every time the two of them raised their prices, they didn't even blink. The data was soaring rapidly.

The priests on the Thames would never have thought that their preaching place was worth almost 100 million pounds.

The Old Rectory House in the Old Town of London, Chelsea, currently belongs to Norwegian ship king Frederickson.

The 59-year-old president of Frontline Tanker Group spent £40 million in 2001 to buy the "diamond land" in central London.

The Georgian-style building also boasts a garden built in the late 19th century, a 2 acre (8100 m2) garden known as the diamonds of London real estate. In 1994, the Pastoral House was renovated and two wing buildings were added, 10 bedrooms and a hall. The entire building covers an area of ​​2,700 m2, in addition to a spectacular indoor pool and tennis court.

“90 million pounds!”

"The first time £90 million!"

"The second time of £90 million!"

Abu gave a £90 million offer.

Indian tycoon Mital finally hesitated, and the sign in his hand was not raised again.

He was going to give up. If he hadn't spent hundreds of millions on another property in London before, Mittal wouldn't have chosen to give up. But now he had to give up and give it to the arrogant Abu!

"90 million pounds..."

Before I could shout it out three times, someone finally raised the sign again, but it was not Mital, but a man wearing a black hood.

"100 million!"

"Someone paid 100 million!"

Wow ~

There was an uproar below in an instant.

I thought Abu was in the victory, but there was a third person who jumped out?

One hundred million!

Someone paid 100 million!

Who is it?

Everyone couldn't help but look back at the person holding the sign.

but,

The man wearing a hood lowered his head and couldn't see clearly.

Chelsea boss Abu's face was quite gloomy. He had thought about spending 90 million to 100 million to acquire the building.

Now that guy first gave out 100 million!

I'm so annoyed.

His whole face was a little distorted. He felt like he had met a person who was secretly nuzzled him behind his back, and he was quite strong.

Who is it?

He was thinking in his mind whether he should continue to fight.

"The first time for 100 million!"

"100 million second time!"

"Is anyone else bid?"

The hall was very quiet, but everyone looked at Abu this time. They hoped Abu would continue to fight, so that it would be wonderful and beautiful.

but,

Abu's hand was never raised.

"The third time is 100 million!"

"make a deal!"

Eventually, the man wearing a hood won the building.

"who?"

“Who is it?”

...

sad,

I drank too much and spent three days in the hospital.

I never dare to drink again.

The New Year is so scary. Everyone will finally go to work tomorrow and time is back.
Chapter completed!
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