Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Lot 2 of Chapter 197: Daphne

Qin Fei watched in stunned silence, whispering to Wang Zhui beside him, "My goodness... these price increases are like they're free! I'm so scared I don't dare breathe. This battle of wits between big shots is terrifying..."

Qin Kun, with a look that said, "You guys are really bored," retorted, "Are you all crazy? Crazy! All crazy! A car being sold for twenty million? There are so many things you could do with that money! I just can't understand the thought process of you car fanatics!"

"You don't know anything," Fang Yu retorted irritably.

He then turned to Ye Fan, his tone complex, half admiration and half regret: "Damn it, I'm really regretting it now. If I had known you were this ruthless, I shouldn't have argued with you. Twenty million, brother! You didn't even blink? A brand new P1 only costs around 1,300 or 1,400 yuan, and even a top-quality used one is worth at most 1,600 or 1,700 yuan on the market. Do you really think it's worth it?"

Ye Fan's faint smile remained unchanged. He picked up his water glass, took a sip, and said casually but with an undeniable certainty, "Worth it? In terms of market value, it's certainly not worth twenty million."

He put down his cup, his gaze sweeping over the P1 on the screen, revealing a pure passion: "But for me, liking something is the highest value. If you like it and want to own it, then buy it. The numbers themselves are just tools to achieve your goal."

"Awesome!" Qin Kun genuinely gave Ye Fan a thumbs up this time. "This level of skill, I'm impressed!"

Fang Yu paused for a moment, then slowly nodded, his eyes showing genuine agreement and appreciation: "I think you're right, love is priceless! But I really can't argue with you, so this car is yours."

He accepted his defeat wholeheartedly, and at the same time gained a deeper understanding of Ye Fan's courage and values.

Fang Yu quickly regained his cheerful demeanor and chuckled, reminding him, "But bro, take it easy! This is just the first one. The real gems haven't even been revealed yet. Don't use up all your 'ammunition' at once, or you'll be left staring blankly when you see something you like. I can't help you save the day!"

Ye Fan smiled calmly and replied with only two words: "It's alright."

Seeing that no one else was bidding, the female auctioneer decisively brought down the gavel. Although it was only a symbolic tap on her palm, the crisp sound announced the winner: "Congratulations to this gentleman! He has successfully won lot number one, the McLaren P1, for twenty million!"

She immediately stepped forward and handed Ye Fan a small, exquisite black alloy license plate engraved with the number "001" with both hands.

The female auctioneer spoke to Ye Fan in a low voice, with professional respect and a hint of barely perceptible excitement: "Mr. Ye, please keep your bidding paddle safe. After this auction concludes, you will use this paddle to settle accounts with us."

Ye Fan took the number plate, which felt cool to the touch, casually weighed it in his hand, and nodded with a smile: "Okay."

The license plate fell into his hand, as if announcing that he had won his first prize in this race of speed and passion.

The auction has only just begun.

The female auctioneer walked back to the center of the living room, her face still bearing a professional and composed smile.

Her middle-aged assistant behind her tacitly opened another black hard alloy briefcase she was carrying, carefully took out a dark blue velvet square box from it, and gently placed it on the display stand covered with velvet cloth.

Next to the box was a beautifully printed English certificate with a prominent stamp; the texture of the paper and the embossed feel of the stamp exuded an air of authority.

The female auctioneer solemnly opened the box with her white-gloved hands.

Inside the box lay a supremely luxurious watch.

The platinum case gleams with a cool and noble luster under the light, while the bezel and lugs are densely set with top-quality Wesselton diamonds, sparkling brilliantly.

The deep blue starry sky dial is captivating, with scattered diamonds like stars, and the intricate hands and function display windows resemble a precise diagram of the universe's workings.

The female auctioneer continued, "Next up is today's second lot, from the king of watches—Patek Philippe. This is an extremely rare Ref. 5002P platinum watch."

She carefully held the watch with her fingertips, tilting it slightly in her palm to ensure that everyone present could clearly appreciate every detail.

The weight of platinum, the brilliance of diamonds, the depth of the dial, and the dazzling, complex movement behind it, composed of hundreds of tiny parts, are all on full display.

"It combines twelve top-level complications, including a tourbillon, perpetual calendar, and minute repeater, making it one of the pinnacles of Patek Philippe's watchmaking art."

She gently set down her watch and pointed to the certificate beside her: "An 18K white gold case set with diamonds, paired with a hand-stitched top-quality alligator leather strap. From the front to the back, this is an impeccable work of mechanical art, needing no further explanation of Patek Philippe's status. This is an official Patek Philippe certificate of authenticity, ensuring its pure lineage without any doubt."

Her gaze swept over all the men present, and her voice was clear: "Starting price: ten million RMB. Bidding begins!"

Fang Yu spoke almost immediately, his eyes fixed on the watch, his admiration undisguised: "A real gem! It'll definitely turn heads in your hand!"

Qin Kun, Wang Zhui, Lin Feng, and the others all nodded, their eyes burning with enthusiasm.

Even they find it hard to resist timepieces of this caliber.

Ye Fan's gaze was completely drawn to it.

Compared to the Patek Philippe on his wrist, the design of this Ref. 5002P is obviously younger and bolder, with a deep starry blue dial and dazzling diamonds that perfectly match his aesthetic.

Patek Philippe's signature top-notch finishing process reveals an unparalleled texture under the light.

As expected of Patek Philippe, the craftsmanship is truly impeccable.

Qin Kun rubbed his hands together, eager to get started: "Alright, stop being so greedy! Same rules as always, highest bidder wins! Let's begin!"

Fang Yu, without hesitation, made the first offer: "Ten million and five hundred thousand!"

Qin Kun followed closely behind: "Eleven million!"

Qin Fei couldn't help but join in: "11.5 million!"

Wang Zhui: "Twelve million!"

Raymond Lam: "Twelve and a half million!"

"..."

Prices have been rising steadily, and competition is fierce.

Fang Yu and Qin Kun were neck and neck, while Qin Fei, Wang Zhui, and Lin Feng also took turns bidding, quickly pushing the price up to 15 million.

At this point, the bidding increments of the group noticeably decreased, their breathing became heavier, and they exchanged glances. The air was thick with probing and hesitation, each waiting for the other to give up first.

Just when prices seemed poised to stall at this juncture, a calm yet clear voice broke the delicate balance: "Sixteen million."