Chapter 110 A Strict Father

The auctioneer switched the image to the exterior of a bar and then loudly introduced it: "This is a well-known bar near Dycrum, Miami. The owner is known for drug trafficking..."

He was arrested for operating an illegal casino, and the bar was one of the seized assets in connection with the case.

"The bar has an excellent location with high foot traffic. Although the price is relatively high, the bidder will receive an additional three-year property tax exemption. The starting bid is $50000, and each bid must be at least $1000."

Dollar!"

Good heavens, the seized assets involved in the case?

This isn't an arrest; it's practically a house raid.

Although the starting price is relatively high, the benefit of a three-year tax exemption on local taxes is good, and it is estimated that many people will be interested.

Irving instinctively activated his skill [Valuation] to estimate the market value of the bar.

Upon learning that the bar was worth approximately $35, he immediately abandoned the idea of ​​bidding.

But just then, Megan came over and asked for his opinion.

Irving didn't hold back and told her that the bar was worth about $35.

Hearing Irving say that, Megan's eyes lit up, and she became even more determined. She immediately raised her paddle to participate in the auction.

$55000.

"$60000!"

"$65000!"

As soon as the auction began, many people raised their paddles.

Many people interested in the bar joined in, and prices skyrocketed.

"$100000!"

The bar's prices broke the $100,000 mark in less than a minute.

"Shit!!" Megan couldn't help but curse as the price continued to soar, but she still raised her paddle and pushed the price up to a high of "$150000".

Mia, sitting beside Owen, couldn't help but grip his arm tightly, her face filled with worry. "This bar looks pretty ordinary, how come so many people are competing with us for it?"

Seeing Mia clenching her arms and occasionally "bumping into people with her ball," Owen gave her a strange look.

However, seeing that Mia wasn't deliberately seducing him and was simply nervous, he gently patted her shoulder and reassured her, "Don't worry, as the price goes up, fewer and fewer people will try to bid higher."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the black man who had been bidding against Irving in the audience stepped forward again and raised his paddle to make an offer.

"$240000!!"

The moment the price was announced, a gasp of surprise erupted in the room.

Many people turned their attention to the old black man.

No one expected that someone could raise the price of a seemingly ordinary bar from $10 to $24 in an instant.

Megan turned her head to look as well, and was met with the provocative gaze of the old black man.

She had never been treated like this before, and without saying a word, she raised her paddle and increased the price to "$30".

Upon hearing the exorbitant price of $30, Old Hei was immediately dumbfounded.

He initially wanted to continue bidding, but his companion, Old Black, immediately pulled him back rationally. "Jason, are you crazy?! $30! We don't have that much money!"

"If you raise your paddle and the other party withdraws, and you can't afford the price, losing your initial deposit is a minor issue; the real problem is that we'll be blacklisted by the auction house!"

Upon hearing his companion's words, the old man who had just been so agitated instantly calmed down.

He gritted his teeth and ultimately chose to give up the bidding.

However, he still glared fiercely at Owen, already imagining the scene of beating him up after the auction.

However, Irving had no time to pay attention to the other person at this moment; his attention was entirely focused on Megan beside him.

Although he had a feeling before that Megan might be a rich woman.

But seeing that he didn't even blink and directly offered a high price of $30, Irving was still shocked.

A middle-aged woman who can easily summon a group of security guards and effortlessly pull out $30... she must be no ordinary person.

As Irving was reflecting on his situation, the auctioneer on stage, seeing that no one had raised the price for a long time, immediately began the final countdown: "$30, first time; $30, second time; $30, third time!!"

As the auction hammer fell.

The auctioneer immediately beamed with joy, "Congratulations to buyer number 88 for winning the operating license for this bar! Please pay the remaining balance in the back office to collect the bar's complete set of legal permits and licenses, or continue to participate in the next auction."

Megan beamed with joy upon seeing the bar she had successfully won the bid for.

After all, her judgment was not much different from Owen's. Although the bar looked a bit ordinary, its location was quite good, the interior was nicely decorated, and all the facilities were intact. It only needed to hire some people to reopen.

Over the next half hour, with Irving's help, Megan managed to snag four or five decent lots.

None of them were priced below $200,000.

This made Irving even more certain that Megan in front of him was definitely not an ordinary person.

Seeing that there were no more items of interest for the auction, Megan stood up and led Owen and Mia to the backstage area of ​​the auction.

Led by staff, Megan signed the contract and swiped her bank card to pay a total of nearly 140.

The final payment of tens of thousands of dollars.

This naturally includes the handwritten letter from President Roosevelt that Irving had previously bid on.

After receiving the small wooden box from the staff, Irving was about to touch it to verify whether the handwritten letter from President Roosevelt was special equipment.

But at that moment...

A gunshot suddenly rang out on the street outside the courthouse.

Before Irving could react, several court staff members immediately and skillfully crouched down, peering out the window.

While observing the situation, they took out walkie-talkies clipped to their waists and reported the situation to the others.

Seeing the staff members looking extremely nervous, Megan, Irving, and others standing to the side also became nervous.

To be honest, they had only ever seen scenes of robbing auction houses in American blockbusters.

I've never encountered this in real life.

Fortunately, there were many police cars patrolling around the courthouse.

As sirens wailed, several masked robbers who were about to rob the auction house were subdued as soon as they made their move.

Two masked robbers who attempted to fight back were riddled with bullets after their magazines were emptied by more than a dozen police officers.

A short while later, seven or eight police officers walked in.

Upon hearing that the attack had been resolved, Owen, Megan, and the others who had been hiding in the corner immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

As he walked out of the courthouse, Irving indeed saw several black men from the auction standing by the roadside.

What made Irving laugh was that, after the attack, the black men were also mistaken for accomplices by the highly alert police officers.

They stood in a row, obediently accepting the questions.

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