C191 Pressuring

Hearing Wang Qian's bid, the middle-aged man snorted and said: "600 thousand."

At this moment, the two of them looked like they were fighting.

The compass that originally had no one's interest in it, had increased a lot because of Wang Qian's addition and this middle-aged man's refusal to admit defeat.

At this time, Zhang Wenyong shot Wang Qian a meaningful glance