Chapter 123 123. Opportunity to Cover Positions (Recommendation Ticket for Midnight Update)

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Thinking so in his heart, Li Du actually did the same thing, he wanted to cheat this rotten second generation.

The first warehouse was opened, and then everyone lined up to visit, and the auction began.

This warehouse is full of rubbish, Li Du knew that, after a symbolic look, he said lightly: "Bidding!"

Hans glanced at him in surprise and said, "Are you sure about this warehouse?"

Li Du said in a low voice: "Trick that kid, he is a rotten second generation with no brains, if he wants to stop us from making money, the only way he can do it is to raise the warehouse price and cheat him."

At the end of the visit, the auctioneer raised his hand and shouted: "Everyone, come to me, the price of this warehouse is 100 yuan, 100 yuan, 100 yuan, are you willing to pay 100 yuan..."

"It's very cheap, we'll take it." Hans said immediately.

The auctioneer pointed at him: "Very well, 100 yuan has already been accepted, so 150 yuan, 150 yuan, 150 yuan..."

"Me!" Little Rick waved his hand immediately, and Li Du and Hans looked at each other, and the two laughed sinisterly at the same time.

Without asking the auctioneer, Hans immediately raised the price substantially: "500 yuan!"

Other treasure pickers who were about to bid were in an uproar:

"God my brother, 500 yuan for this warehouse? Are these two guys doing charity again?"

"Is there anything valuable we didn't see? $500? No!"

"They are really rich, so warehouses are paying high prices, we quit!"

Li Du and Hans made a high price to trick little Rick, and as long as the other party followed the price, they would also withdraw from the bidding.

As a result, little Rick didn't bid again, and didn't even look at them.

The auctioneer shouted 'five hundred yuan' three times, but no one raised the price, and the warehouse fell into the hands of two people.

Seeing this, Mr. Li was a little confused. He looked at Hans and couldn't help looking at Little Rick.

Little Rick noticed his eyes, and made a gangster cut his throat: "Idiot, spend money to help the warehouse company clean up the garbage? You really deserve to be a good communist youth!"

Reginald and the others laughed and said, "There must be someone to help clean the warehouse, right?"

The auction of the first warehouse was over, and everyone walked to the second warehouse.

Li Du noticed that someone was following him, so he said casually: "This kid still has some strength, doesn't he seem so unbearable?"

"His father, Gou Er, may be the most powerful treasure hunter in the history of Flagstaff City, so it's not surprising that he has some skills." Hans was very optimistic.

Li Du said: "The next warehouse will continue to increase the price, I don't believe he will let us take all the warehouses!"

A treasure hunter who had been following them slowed down after hearing this, and then secretly gestured to little Rick.

Li Du pretended not to see it.

The second warehouse is still a veterans warehouse, and it looks like a junkyard, so the auctioneer still sells it for a hundred yuan.

He just made an offer, and Hans immediately raised his hand and said, "500 yuan!"

Auctioneers like treasure hunters with soaring prices. He was overjoyed when he heard the offer and pointed to Hans: "Very good, this guy took 500 yuan, then 550 yuan, 550 yuan, 550 yuan, is there anyone?"

Little Rick sneered: "I really hope that more good communist youths will enter this industry. If so, someone will clean up the garbage warehouse."

Turis kindly reminded Li Dudao: "These two warehouses are doomed to have no profit, buddy, don't you know who the owner of this warehouse is?"

"A veteran."

"Yes, a veteran. That old guy is said to have fought in World War II, but don't you know that the rest of his life was miserable. He was just a homeless man and a beggar. What valuable goods can he have in his warehouse?"

Li Du smiled and said, "Maybe there will be? One has to be adventurous in life."

There are also treasure hunters who are interested in this warehouse and want to take a risk.

But they didn't want to spend more than five hundred yuan to take risks, and they could see that today was a contest between Little Rick and Lee Duhans, and outsiders should try not to interfere.

Of course, if there is a good warehouse, they will not care about the contest between the two sides, but if there is only a garbage warehouse, it is obviously a better choice to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight.

It was another five hundred yuan, and the second warehouse also fell into the hands of Li Du and Hans.

With this warehouse in hand, Li Du was relieved.

The third warehouse is the hotel warehouse, which has a lot of garbage bags and snakeskin bags, but also some furniture and appliances, and there are two large boxes on a cabinet with Transformers patterns on them.

Seeing these two boxes, Hans whispered: "U-level Transformers, one of Hasbro's flagship products, how about it, is it necessary to take this warehouse?"

Li Du said: "Increase the price, if Mr. Rick doesn't follow the price, we will take it."

There are no toys in these two Transformers boxes, but some newspapers inside.

Because of the possible existence of Transformers and bright furniture, the starting price of the third warehouse is higher: "Two hundred, two hundred, two hundred is a reasonable price, isn't it? Who is willing to accept it?"

Li Du raised his hand and shouted, "500 yuan!"

The treasure hunters shook their heads one after another:

"These two guys paid 500 yuan!"

"No, they carried it with little Rick!"

"Guys, trust me, this is not a good choice!"

Little Rick's face was gloomy and uncertain. He knew that this was an offer aimed at him. After hesitating for a few seconds, he made up his mind: "600 yuan!"

Reginald next to him was anxious immediately: "Hey, buddy, the four warehouses your father told you don't want to quote, don't we have a killer move?"

Little Rick waved his hand impatiently and said: "Shut up, I know, I know, if the warehouse has no value, I certainly won't bid, but it's obviously worth the risk, isn't it?"

Hearing his quotation, Li Du immediately raised his hand: "800 yuan!"

Little Rick hesitated even more, but he still nodded and said, "1000 yuan!"

Hearing this quotation, Li Du immediately shrugged his shoulders: "Very good man, you are welcome to join the Communist Youth League. It is your turn to clean this garbage warehouse."

Little Rick's expression changed immediately, and he couldn't help but raised his middle finger: "You know what, idiot, don't talk too much!"

Li Du didn't answer any more, just giggled.

The fourth warehouse was still a hotel warehouse. The two of them did not bid this time, and neither did Little Rick. In the end, the warehouse fell into the hands of a middle-aged white man.

The white man was still a little hesitant when he finally got the warehouse, looked at Li Du and the others and said, "Are you sure you are not interested in this warehouse?"

Hans patted him on the shoulder and said, "This warehouse belongs to you, Michael. We already have two warehouses. Today's work is over. The Prince of Treasure Pickers should be eager to clean up the garbage."

As he spoke, he winked at Little Rick, and went to the finance department of the warehouse company with Li Du to pay for the warehouse.

The burly Godzilla was already waiting at the door, Hans opened the warehouse door, Godzilla was working, and the two looked at the packed things.

Not long after, Hans' phone rang, and he answered it casually, and then cried out after hearing a few words: "Damn, margin call? What's going on?!"

After listening hastily for a while, he turned off the phone and hurriedly said: "Go, buddy, there are two opportunities to cover your position, Fake, we have been scammed!"