Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling
Chapter 174 - 173 It’s been a long time since I’ve seen the young master smile like this~

Chapter 174: 173 It’s been a long time since I’ve seen the young master smile like this~

Tan Chengbi had his assistant reply to her, deciding to give face to the fan named Yun Ran who revered him so much; he was someone who indulged his fans after all.

Yun Ran looked at the time and place sent by the Fantian Art representative and fell silent.

Ginsengfruit was also muttering softly: "Isn’t this person too impatient, arranging to meet just an hour from now? If one didn’t know better, they might think he’s the one eager for the meeting."

But then again, considering the ’uniqueness’ of this variant Divine Beast, Ginsengfruit felt it was understandable.

There weren’t many who could appreciate their Host like Yun Ran. Having found one, they really needed to make the most of it.

Yun Ran got ready simply and set off. The one-hour wait felt as though it had been precisely calculated.

"Lady Yun, greetings. My master is upstairs waiting for you."

Yun Ran looked around; not a soul was in sight. If not for the appointment, it seemed unlikely anyone would come here on a regular basis.

No wonder the man she was meeting had guessed her identity right off the bat.

However, what Yun Ran didn’t know was that this was a private domain, and it was normal for there to be no one around.

Following the staff member into the strangely shaped small building, Yun Ran realized that this was a private art gallery.

Although it looked extremely low-key and luxurious, it was bare everywhere, without a single piece of art. It seemed as if it was on the verge of closure.

Upon reaching the second floor, through the huge glass windows, the silhouette of a young man appeared in Yun Ran’s line of sight.

And he was clearly engrossed in creating his own work.

Yun Ran: ...

After all this rush to set a time, it turns out this guy was still busy.

Even though she wasn’t into art, she knew that artists could be so caught up in inspiration that they might not eat or drink for days.

She wasn’t here to admire his creative process. Showing it off to someone without an ounce of artistic talent would be a waste.

Just as she was about to ask how long she would need to wait, thinking she might come back another time if it was a long duration, she saw the person who had received her pushing open the studio door.

Soon after, the young silhouette turned his head, smiled at Yun Ran, and then put down his tools and came out of the studio.

Yun Ran suddenly felt a bit embarrassed, having just criticized him in her mind, yet it turned out he wasn’t just showing off.

"Hello, I am Kong Bai."

Before coming here, Yun Ran had some doubts about the master called Kong Bai, but now, those doubts had all been dispelled.

With such a full-faced appearance, a Life Chart with both Wealth and Rank, and a life blessed with Qi Fortune, he had nothing in common with an Evil Cultivator.

"Hello, I am Yun Ran."

Tan Chengbi’s first impression of Yun Ran was very good, not only because Yun Ran had bought his work (actually given away as a freebie), but also because she had a pair of clear eyes, uncorrupted by worldly desires.

Being from the Tan Family and the handsome young master of the Helian Family, he had seen all kinds of people since childhood and could usually tell what someone was like at a glance.

"I hear you are quite fond of my work? This is my private art studio. Let me show you around."

Yun Ran just wanted to inquire about the material source of the variant qilin. Always one to be straightforward, she found herself holding back the question she had intended to ask because of Tan Chengbi’s enthusiasm.

You have to give the other side some face, after all. I’ve heard that artists can be quite temperamental and idiosyncratic, and if he gets angered and stubbornly refuses to tell her, wouldn’t that make this trip in vain?

Yun Ran could only follow Tan Chengbi and listen to his talk of art, which for her, was like listening to incomprehensible myths.

After a complete tour, Tan Chengbi was delighted, but Yun Ran was deflated.

Thankfully, he didn’t ask Yun Ran to say a few words or evaluate anything. Otherwise, she felt she would be done for.

"Are you tired from walking? I’ve asked the chef to prepare afternoon tea; let’s go to the lounge and have a seat."

It was clear that Tan Chengbi was truly happy. Yun Ran finally breathed a sigh of relief. This person wasn’t too difficult to serve, so asking questions later should not be too hard.

Upon arrival in the lounge, she saw it was filled with various desserts and drinks, all of which looked delectable.

Yun Ran didn’t hold back. Not taking advantage of the situation just wasn’t her style.

During the casual conversation, Yun Ran casually inquired, "That Divine Beast series of ornaments is particularly unique; the material looks different from usual ornaments, doesn’t it?"

Tan Chengbi, already feeling a kindred spirit in Yun Ran, couldn’t hide his joy upon hearing her appreciation for his work and her desire to know about the materials.

He immediately disclosed without any concealment, "You’re asking about the material? Well, I won’t hide it from you. I’ve made quite a few ornaments before, but during firing, they never met my standards.

In the end, I had someone find clay that has been stored away by a porcelain aristocratic family for over a hundred years, and the ornaments made from it finally met my requirements."

Yun Ran: ...

Wealthy scions playing at art are just too frightening. She now feels that the price she bid might not even cover the cost of the raw materials.

That hundred-year-stored clay from a porcelain aristocratic family, is that something just anyone can obtain? This is no different from demanding a family heirloom.

Internally criticizing is one thing, but outwardly, Yun Ran feigned surprise.

"So that’s how it is! I was saying, these ornaments are extraordinary indeed. It turns out that the pursuit of excellence began with the selection of materials."

This flattery hit the spot for Tan Chengbi. People say that rich second generations who don’t become entrepreneurs will live their lives in glory and wealth.

Yet he is the type who would remain wealthy for life even if he were to create businesses all his life and they all failed.

There’s no helping it; the consortium formed by the Tan Family and its in-laws is just too rich.

Those families on the rich list are merely underlings to conglomerates like theirs—a word from them could bankrupt those families on the rich list.

Now, he’s just invested in his hobby, insisting on the best of everything; it’s really nothing but a small matter for him.

"I see you’re interested in that century-stored clay. How about this, I’ll send you some later on; I still have leftovers."

Saying that, Tan Chengbi immediately called his assistant over the phone, acting like another second’s delay was a waste of life.

As the sky darkened, Tan Chengbi reluctantly arranged for someone to send Yun Ran back.

And his assistant, holding a beautifully crafted box, who would have guessed that inside was a clump of clay?

As the car drove away, the assistant saw the young master’s smiling face and finally found an opportunity to say that popular internet meme.

"It’s been a while since I’ve seen the young master smile like this~"

Tan Chengbi suddenly stopped chuckling and restrained his smile: "You just lost your year-end bonus!"

Assistant: ...

On the way, Yun Ran couldn’t wait to open the box, looking at the black lump of clay inside, indeed, she could sense the aura of Hirano Jiro.