The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor
Chapter 648 - 648 607 Fantasy

648: Chapter 607: Fantasy 648: Chapter 607: Fantasy “One hundred million!”

Finally, under the gaze of thousands, Huang Jiyu proudly bid one hundred million yuan, and at that moment, she even felt as if her cup size had increased by several notches, as she pridedly puffed out her chest.

“Who is this woman?

Is that Lin Feng from Lin Group next to her?”

“Yes, yes, yes, that’s Lin Feng from Lin Group, no wonder he’s throwing around so much money.”

“I heard recently the financial sector is having a tough time, with Lin Feng spending like this, will his dad give him a good look?”

“Lin Feng is holding onto stocks; he’s not selling off his own family’s stocks to please a woman, is he?”

“Ah, yet another damn woman leaps out!”

“So annoying, this night is a waste!”

Whispers abounded privately among the group, while the auctioneer certainly wasn’t idle, shouting loudly, “One hundred million!

Is there anyone else who would bid higher than one hundred million?!

Is there anyone?

‘Dreamy Catherine’ is awaiting a higher price!”

“One hundred and ten million!” Zhang Xinran seized the moment to raise her paddle, once again drawing everyone’s attention to herself.

Yet while under the public’s eye, she chose a starkly different approach than Huang Jiyu, with a faint smile on her face that seemed to convey a natural and calm demeanor.

“This woman is really something special!

Tsk-tsk, she’s intriguing!”

“Brains to match the beauty, my favorite kind!”

“She’s fascinating!

She and ‘Dreamy Catherine’ are a perfect match!”

“I’m speechless!

This woman really knows how to put on an act!

Look at her, she seems so unremarkable, but who knows how smug she must be feeling inside!”

“So scheming, this damn woman!”

The men’s admiration and the women’s jealousy were the perfect testament to Zhang Xinran’s charm, and precisely the effect Liu Hun wanted to see.

With his current strength, buying up half of Hong Kong was nothing to him, let alone spending a hundred million or two to buy a necklace.

“One hundred and ten million!

One hundred and ten million!

Is there any higher bid than one hundred and ten million!

Is one hundred and ten million going to take ‘Dreamy Catherine’?

Waiting for your answer!” The auctioneer shouted excitedly, tantalizing everyone with his words.

“One hundred and twenty million!” Huang Jiyu was also red with determination, ready to compete with Zhang Xinran, regardless of the consequences.

“Jiyu…

you’re going too far…” Lin Feng winced upon hearing Huang Jiyu’s bid, knowing that even selling off some of his shares, he couldn’t afford this price.

“Don’t drag me down!

Don’t you remember what you promised?” Huang Jiyu unhappily said to Lin Feng, unable to tolerate losing face again.

Liu Hun, observing their private murmurs and Lin Feng’s awkward expression, knew there must be some discord between them.

He immediately picked up the phone and called Li Jiasheng, “Jiasheng, it’s me.”

“Boss, what’s the matter?” Li Jiasheng asked on the other end of the line, now a well-known figure in Hong Kong as the manager of Tenglong Company.

“Check the recent movements of Lin’s Bank in the stock market, if anyone’s selling stocks, try to buy them all up.” Liu Hun finished and hung up the phone.

Liu Ran Company was under scrutiny, and it wasn’t convenient to do many things, but it also had its benefits.

For private matters, he would use his own Tenglong Group, which had many banks under it already.

Lin’s Bank was one of the targets he had long wanted to swallow up.

“One hundred and twenty million once!

One hundred and twenty million, is there any higher offer?

Is there anyone at all?” the auctioneer shouted loudly.

“Why aren’t you raising your paddle anymore?” Liu Hun asked Zhang Xinran as he pocketed his phone.

“The girl is just worried about your money,” Jiang Fengqin chimed in without missing a beat.

Liu Hun smiled indifferently and said, “The money spent is worth it, just go ahead and raise your paddle.” While speaking to Zhang Xinran, he glanced towards Lin Feng’s direction.

“One hundred and twenty million for the second time!

One hundred and twenty million for the second time!

Are there any higher bids?!” The auctioneer was reluctant to bring down the hammer, waiting for a higher offer.

Listening to the auction price almost reaching the third call and Zhang Xinran still not raising her paddle, Lin Feng was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, while Huang Jiyu, who didn’t care at all about spending, still looked provocatively at Liu Hun and his group.

“One hundred and thirty million!” Zhang Xinran gave a new bid one second before the auctioneer was about to bring down the hammer.

The auctioneer turned to his assistant in urgency, grateful that he hadn’t brought down the hammer, and he immediately shouted to the crowd, “A brand new bid has appeared!

One hundred and thirty million!

What an exhilarating bid!

It looks forward to being refreshed once again!”

The murmuring of the crowd around had ceased, as no words could express the envy, jealousy, and shock in their hearts.

They never expected someone would spend such a large amount of money to buy a necklace during such difficult times.

And the one who did this, Zhang Xinran, had firmly imprinted her name in their minds, especially for the women present who were seething with envy.

For them, it was the first time they played an extra role in someone’s life narrative, and the image of Zhang Xinran would be even more etched into their hearts.

Liu Hun smiled inwardly.

This was the effect he desired.

The money not only won the beauty’s favor but also acted as a massive advertisement.

It was well worth it!

“Stop, stop, stop!

I beg you, Jiya, don’t raise your paddle anymore, we can’t compete,” Lin Feng, holding Huang Jiyu’s hand, didn’t allow her to raise her paddle any further.

“Lin Feng!

Not this again!

Where’s your sincerity?

Your promises?

Did they all get eaten by a dog?” Huang Jiyu struggled to control her tone.

Feeling quite embarrassed, Lin Feng glanced around before pulling Huang Jiyu aside and said in a low voice, “Granny, please don’t make such a fuss.”

“You’re aware of losing face, huh?

I’ve already lost it twice, and I don’t want to lose it a third time!” Huang Jiyu didn’t care whether her man had enough influence or not; she was determined to win.

“Wait!” Lin Feng, seeing Huang Jiyu about to raise her paddle, held her hand firmly, no longer caring how others viewed him.

What mattered more was whether it was money or life, “Do you know who that man sitting next to her is?”

“So what if he’s the chairman of a new entertainment company?

As if anyone’s afraid of him!

Your family owns the second-largest private bank in Hong Kong, and you can’t even come up with this much money?” Huang Jiyu immediately retorted, feeling her man was useless.

“He’s not just that!

My dad and I went to visit the general manager of Leden Bank, Feimi and happened to see him there with Feimi, who was very respectful towards him!

Do you understand?

He’s not someone we can afford to mess with!

Please, let’s not throw good money after bad,” Lin Feng begged Huang Jiyu, still holding onto her hand.

“Lin Feng!

I…I hate you!” Knowing she had lost again, ashamed and embarrassed, Huang Jiyu stood up, threw down her paddle angrily, and left the exhibition hall without looking back, with Lin Feng chasing after her once more.

“One hundred and thirty million!

For the final time!” Seeing Huang Jiyu leave by throwing down her paddle, the auctioneer knew that “Dreamy Catherine” would belong to no one but Zhang Xinran, so he no longer dallied and with a “bang!” brought the hammer down, declaring, “Congratulations to buyer number ten for acquiring ‘Dreamy Catherine’!

On this wonderful night, let’s celebrate with applause that ‘Dreamy Catherine’ has found its kindred spirit!”

“Clap clap clap…” Applause filled the entire exhibition hall.

Although all the women were reluctant, they had no choice but to display hypocritical goodwill.

Liu Hun, spending money like water, helped Zhang Xinran and Jiang Fengqin sweep the Cartier product release event.

The next day, with the help of media hype, Xinran instantly became the hottest figure in all of Hong Kong, attracting countless admirers.

Taking advantage of this hot momentum, Liu Hun planned to start having Jiang Fengqin release Wang Baizhi’s first album, but unexpectedly, Zhang Xinran called him and asked him to go somewhere with her.

“Xinran, where are you taking me so secretively?” Liu Hun asked from the passenger seat, watching the scenery change outside the window as they seemingly headed toward New Territory.

“To meet a friend of mine.

She’ll be a great help to you,” Xinran replied with a smile.

“She lives in New Territory?” Liu Hun looked out the window at the increasingly desolate scenery.

“Yes,” Xinran nodded, her tone suddenly turning somber, “She was my classmate, a very talented girl.

Her songwriting is simply amazing!

Her boyfriend is also a genius!

But…

for some reason, they both dropped out of school later on and came to Hong Kong.”

“Oh…

It seems like they’re not living too well.

If we can persuade them both to join Imperial City, that would be perfect.

I will treat them well,” Liu Hun said with a smile, knowing that what he lacked most right now was talent.

The Aston Martin sped down the road, quickly arriving in a place that looked very much like the rural areas of the Mainland.

Liu Hun had never imagined that Hong Kong, which had been in the capitalist world for so many years, would have such a place.

He thought to himself that perhaps this was typical of the world no matter where one was.