The Strong Female Lead Versus The Most Miserable Male Lead
Chapter 361 - 359: Sent to Auction

Chapter 361: Chapter 359: Sent to Auction

Mr. Yu was pulled up by his father, who tugged at the back of his shirt.

"Huh? What are you thinking?"

Yu Zeming, not quite understanding, said, "What’s there to think about? Just cooperate with Little River Live and that’s it."

"Besides, didn’t they say it would all be settled within two months? Who set the delivery date? Those people are just brainless."

Yu Zeming sincerely despised those people as he spoke.

He was the only one who had seen Nian Shutong and Fu Yunhe in person and would never believe that those two would break their promise.

Mr. Yu carefully discerned, and it seemed to be the truth.

Just thinking too superficially, Mr. Yu, who originally wanted to analyze further, gave up that thought.

Simple-mindedness has its advantages; at least to others, it appears more sincere.

Just like that, it’s actually quite good.

Mr. Yu got up and left.

Yu Zeming, not quite understanding, watched his dad leave, muttering softly, "Could it be his age?"

Mr. Yu, having not gone far, almost turned back immediately to teach his rebellious son a lesson.

"Ah? Mr. Xiao He contacted me."

At Yu Zeming’s words, Mr. Yu instantly withdrew his hand, deciding to wait a bit.

On the other side, Yu Zeming sat up straight and connected the communication right away.

"Mr. Xiao He!"

With that one utterance of "Mr. Xiao He," Fu Yunhe understood Yu Zeming’s position.

He didn’t beat around the bush and didn’t bring up the 900 million seedlings, but simply asked bluntly, "I want to sell a carving and I’m hoping you can help me find a sales channel."

"A carving? Let me think." Yu Zeming didn’t know much about it and gestured to Mr. Yu standing behind him.

"Dad, come here a moment."

"Mr. Xiao He, hold on. Let me ask my dad; he’s older, so he knows a bit more."

Mr. Yu was eager to help, yet he still wanted to scold Yu Zeming. Who’s old?

"Dad, Mr. Xiao He wants to sell a carving, to find a channel."

Mr. Yu activated the speaker on the Light Computer, and with a much kinder tone, asked, "What material? What is the carving of?"

From just one question, it was clear who was more professional.

Fu Yunhe glanced at Nian Shutong’s carving and responded, "White jade. It should be a horse; the motif is ’Ma Dao Gongcheng.’"

"Xiao He, I need to add, how expert is the level of this carving?"

Mr. Yu’s question was quite understandable to Fu Yunhe.

He thought for a moment and said, "More professional than Peking duck and Buddha Jumps Wall."

What a comparison?

Comparing carving with Peking duck and Buddha Jumps Wall.

However, both Mr. Yu and Yu Zeming immediately understood—it was nearly top-notch.

It has to be said, both father and son completely believed Fu Yunhe’s word, not even asking to see a sample first.

One simply trusting Fu Yunhe as a person.

The other believing in someone appreciated and supported by the Royal Family to be trustworthy.

Mr. Yu immediately said, "Tomorrow night, there’s a big charity auction attended by many wealthy families. I’ll transfer the Yu Family’s auction qualification to you, you just need to ship the item."

Fu Yunhe, hearing Mr. Yu’s words and recalling today’s date, seemed to know which auction it was.

When he was the Commander, he had participated in it—it indeed was a gathering of wealth, a rare opportunity.

However, first he replied to Mr. Yu, "Give me a moment, I need to ask my Boss."

"Okay, okay."

Mr. Yu indicated no hurry, patiently waiting.

About two minutes later, Mr. Yu heard the conversation on the other end.

"There’s an auction tomorrow; will you be able to finish the carving?"

"How rich?"

"The kind where ten or twenty billion is small change."

"Go!"

"Okay."

Fu Yunhe spoke into the Light Computer.

"Mr. Yu, we will participate, and the carving will be shipped to you by tomorrow night."

Mr. Yu wanted to say something else, but the Light Computer was hurriedly interrupted by Yu Zeming: "We’ll be waiting!"

The call ended.

Yu house, Mr. Yu.

"You jerk, I wasn’t finished talking yet!"

"I’m not letting you talk. I trust Mr. Xiao He, and even more the Boss. If they say it will be done, it will be."

Mr. Yu, looking at Yu Zeming clearing his throat, stood up with his hands behind his back.

"Hey, I don’t know whose intelligence you inherited."

Yu Zeming disagreed from behind and muttered, "Definitely from you!"

Mr. Yu stopped in his tracks and leisurely said, "I’ll definitely give them the address here."

"Foolish!"

Mr. Yu looked disdainfully at Yu Zeming and left.

Behind him, Yu Zeming suddenly realized, he forgot!

He thought his dad was going to make a comment about not being able to complete the carving overnight.

In the end, he was the real fool.

Yu Zeming quickly sent his home address to Mr. Xiao He; they would depart from there to the auction.

Fu Yunhe responded with ’got it,’ and no further conversation was needed, as if the hottest topic on the Star Network did not exist.

At this moment on the Star Network, everyone was talking about Little River Live being a scam, false advertising, unworthy of being the fifth major live platform, hoping for their qualification to be revoked.

Many live streamers specifically covered this, analyzing and reviewing to attract some traffic.

And it truly succeeded—who wouldn’t be drawn to the hottest topic on the Star Network?

Now, even the comments section of Earth Bar and Text Mover had been stormed several times.

As these two accounts always supported Little River Live, many netizens naturally did not let them go.

But both accounts stayed silent without any response, even the usually confrontational Text Mover.

Their silence was seized by netizens as the strongest proof that Little River Live was collapsing.

There was even a netizen stirring trouble, wanting to boycott books by Text Mover.

Star Reading’s Shu Zhuo was contacted countless times, asking whether to remove Text Mover’s books or not.

He had only one response, "Are the books bad?"

Of course not; the books were certainly good.

No one disputed this point.

Even on the Star Network, people only made issues out of the relationship between Text Mover and Little River Live, not the ability to write books.

Shu Zhuo refused all unreasonable requests, continuing promotions and operations as usual.

What’s the rush?

All the commotion on the Star Network couldn’t bother Nian Shutong, who needed to finish carving the horse within a day and a night.

But Daodao was quite free, logging into the Text Mover account, ready to make a statement.

These netizens are really too idle and deserve to be rebuked.

Star Blog, Text Mover.

Text Mover: Don’t inquire about me. I’m living better than you, playing steadier than you.