Auction aborted!

When Opold shouted this sentence loudly, he was confused by everyone in the auction venue. When Opold rushed to Zhou Ming and pointed at Zhou Ming and Alfonso, everyone suddenly felt that they were not smart enough.

Although not everyone looks down on his compatriots as much as Yang Shuqing, they really don’t understand what it means to just criticize the Chinese without even saying that Alfonso, who has been bidding, is that only a very small number of people know some of the inside story. Although Alfonso raised his hand and bid so happily just now, he is just an actor on the stage. In fact, the screenwriter and director behind him are Zhou Ming, the Chinese.

Of course, some people who are smart enough and think fast enough can understand this, but what they can't understand is why Opold did this?

Didn’t I just smiled so confidently and greeted Zhou Ming and Alfonso? Why did I lose my composure and want to suspend the auction? What happened?

In fact, not only these melon-eating crowds scratched their ears and heads and pulled their hair and beards to figure out why, but even the auctioneer on the stage was very disappointed. He said before Opold could have stopped the auction, but he did it. What's the matter!

It was this collapse that made the originally excellent auctioneer stunned on the spot, not knowing what to do.

"Dear Your Highness Opold, shouldn't you, as the Grand Priest of Luxembourg, be more responsible for speaking? Now you are just selling and we are buying, why are you despicable?" Zhou Ming asked.

Opold spat fiercely and said, "You're so shameless. You think you can deceive me, so I'll ask you what you want to buy these iron ore?"

Faced with his question, Zhou Ming smiled: "Are you stupid? I'm not buying arms and chemical agents. As long as I give you money, you'll be willing to sell it. What do you care about buying these iron ore for me?"

As Zhou Ming said, others laughed, and among these people there were opponents of the Luxembourg Group. They attacked him mercilessly: "When did Luxembourg become the Virgin Mary or the MI6? Why do we even need to investigate the purpose of the other party's purchase of goods clearly? In this way, can Mr. Zhou Ming also ask Mr. Opold to tell how many mistresses you have?"

"But compared to His Royal Highness Luxembourg's private life, what I am more curious about is why he suddenly stopped the auction? Is it really that the Chinese people have another purpose to bid for iron ore continuously? What's the purpose? Can Opold be afraid of being like this now?"

Listening to the discussions of the melon-eating crowds, Zhou Ming smiled and told them: "What else can I do? It's just to put it in the warehouse or re-enter the warehouse and the exchange."

After Zhou Ming reminded me, the people behind suddenly realized: So can this be possible?

"This auction was indeed aimed at Luxembourg Group. Because Opold wanted to auction these iron ore, on the one hand, it was to digest these goods faster, but more importantly, it was to impact the price of the spot market and continue to raise the prices of the futures market. However, Zhou Ming's bidding directly cut his idea."

"Because it is a very large cargo, if these iron ores are in the hands of Zhou Ming, he can choose to re-enter the inventory shortage created by Luxembourg will no longer exist and the futures price will not continue to rise. Even because the standard varieties of each iron ore are different, Zhou Ming can choose how to take the market, which will make the Luxembourg Group very uncomfortable."

"Not only that, but more importantly, Zhou Ming and his team rented Perix's warehouse first, so they could also choose to seal these ores so that they could have a time bomb controlled by them. In that way, they would probably not sleep well in Luxembourg!"

"Anyway, the Luxembourg Group's plan to manipulate prices through auctions has completely gone bankrupt and was defeated by Zhou Ming alone!"

Amid the screams of the melon-eating crowd, Opold's face became darker and darker, because they were discussing exactly what he was worried about, and it was also because of this that his father had to call him and forced him to desperately stop the auction.

The change in Opold's expression surprised them even more: "It seems that our guess is completely correct. Look at the face of His Highness Luxembourg is dark, and I even saw the corners of his mouth twitching. That was his fear. Maybe he would feel very humiliated. He actually lost to Zhou Ming. This also proves that the Chinese is a very powerful layout expert and can really beat the Luxembourg Group!"

In response to these exclamations, Opold suddenly shouted: "Shut up! I tell you, this time it was just a lucky one, he... this Chinese man who came out of nowhere could really offend our majesty!"

"Hey! Auctionist, I think there must be rules for the Sanmir Auction House. It's not something that anyone can stop just by saying a word of suspension, or at least this round of auction can still continue." Zhou Ming said suddenly.

You should know that Opold's roaring declaration just now calmed the audience down, so Zhou Ming's words seemed extremely abrupt.

Opold then turned his head, and then he saw Zhou Ming running to the front of the stage just now when he made his declaration. Obviously, he did not take his declaration seriously.

"Zhou Ming, you bastard, don't go too far!" Opold roared.

"I just asked about the auction, why did it be too much? I think you are too concerned about your highness, right? Are you still scared?" Zhou Ming asked.

Opold laughed dryly: "What are I afraid of? It's just that I have asked to suspend the auction now, why do you still ask for continued progress?"

Zhou Ming looked at him: "Are you stupid? I've said so clearly just now, you said it's useless."

"You are useless, your whole family is useless!" Opold cursed angrily, "Do you know who I am? I am the Grand Priest of Luxembourg. They will give us some face and convenience anywhere. Unlike garbage like you, no one knows you, so you can only do your own thing according to the rules!"

"So that's the case?" Zhou Ming turned to ask the auctioneer on the stage, "So can he really order you to stop the auction?"

The auctioneer then came back to his senses and shook his head immediately: "Of course not."

Then he pressed his hammer and announced: "This thirteenth round of auction will be won by Mr. Zhou Ming!"

One sentence made the scene cheer and made Opold instantly turn into a clown who was performing funny. He was stunned at the time: What's the situation? I just said that Luxembourg has face, so you announced that the auction was successful. Are you colluding with me?

Then Opold burst into an outburst of the auctioneer and roared: "What did you do just now? You did that on purpose. You will pay the price for your ignorance. I will let you lose your job, you idiot!"

Zhou Ming stopped him at this time and said, "Opod Telecom, I think face is given by others, not by threatening others."

The other onlookers behind also accused Opold and said, "Yes, this kind of threatening others is simply too uneducated! It is really hard for me to imagine that this kind of thing happened to a grand prince. I always thought that this was done by those uneducated guys in the slums."

Some people think more: "I think this is also the reason why Luxembourg is still a grand priest, because their tutoring is a problem and they have no qualifications to be king at all."

Opold was so crazy that he shouted: "You damn bastards, what are you? You have no qualifications to question me!"

Opold's anger also attracted a greater rebound, and those who called him more happy.

"I'm really an uncultured bastard. Has your father Oslan taught you the minimum politeness to others? Before you speak, you should ask yourself what you are, why do you question us? You should just hold your iron ore and eat shit! I originally thought you knew at least a little bit of the idea, but now it seems that you are just barbarians who only know how to roar and scream!"

Listening to these people who are actually very identifiable, they are now cursing here like aunts in the vegetable market, and Zhou Ming is also helpless.

So Zhou Ming said to Opold: "I think it would be better if you don't talk. As for the spot and futures issues of iron ore, we may be able to solve them through dialogue and negotiation..."

Opold shook his hands indignantly and said, "Dialogue? That is the power that you have to stand on an equal position, but what are you? A Chinese who didn't know where he didn't even have the concept of financial investment in your country, but I am the prince of Luxembourg, the most investable country in Europe. The difference between us is like the difference between clouds in the sky and mud in the soles of our feet."

Opold finally announced: "Talk? That's something that we absolutely cannot have!"

Almost this side, Opold finished speaking, and Mihawk hurried over with the phone and shouted: "Your Highness, I just received a call from His Majesty the Grand Duke. He hopes to negotiate with Mr. Zhou Ming face to face on what is happening now."

The scene became awkward in an instant. Opold turned his head and looked at Mihawk who was running over. God knew how strong he had used to resist the urge to strangle him. Finally, he only gritted his teeth and said, "Are you still an investor in Luxembourg? Are you a funny guy invited by monkeys, right?"

If this is not the case, how could you run over so openly to talk about this news?

Mihawk also explained with a sad face: "Your Highness, it's not my fault, it's His Majesty who asked me to do this."

Zhou Ming sighed, and he came over and patted Opold on the shoulder and said to him, "So that's the same thing. If something happens in the future, it's better not to speak in such a hurry."
Chapter completed!