C403 The Things in Their Pockets.

The silent atmosphere made Zeng Junyi feel very comfortable. It was as if he had become the master of this auction. A proud smile could not help but climb onto the corner of his mouth. He even looked at Wang Zhisheng, who was sitting next to him, with provocation.

At this moment, Wang Zhisheng still looked calm on the surface, but the sudden pause in the bidding had already revealed a situation