"Well, no wonder he's so arrogant, if I had that kind of money, I'd be even more brash."
"Among us at Minghe, it seems Mr. Song is the only one who can measure up to him in terms of wealth."
"We're just small fry, it's better to enjoy the show, just enjoy the show."
"14 million!" Song Xiaodong bids.
"14 million! Look at Mr. Song, he bids so calmly; it seems spending millions is like the Monkey King pulling a hair, hardly worth mentioning!"
"15 million!" Zhang Dongfang also bids.
"Wow, Mr. Zhang is really something, look at these two, just bidding up by a million at a time..."
"Mr. Song, you'd better not pretend to keep up; I have the Ruitu United Bank black card, no limit, I can keep bidding against you until dawn." Zhang Dongfang stands on stage, leaning and folding his arms, looking at Song Xiaodong askew.
"Ruitu United Bank? Black card?" Song Xiaodong feigns surprise and repeats.
