bullyxtreme Chapter 341 Little Poker Face, He's Angry
Chapter 341 Little Poker Face, He's Angry
Zhao Xiaojing sat down in a nearby seat and asked her assistant to inquire where Luo Xiyao had been during this time.
The assistant quickly found out the news and informed Zhao Xiaojing that Ning Yao had been staying in the special private room during this period.
Zhao Xiaojing's face changed instantly. Old Master Nie actually arranged a special private room for Luo Xiyao, a junior, while Tang Xiaoge, a popular movie star, and Ning Duoduo didn't even get one. Instead, he arranged a special private room for Ning Yao...
At this moment, Ning Yao sat in the seat she had just been sitting in, chatting and laughing with Ning Duoduo. The two of them showed no competitive spirit at all.
Anyone with a modicum of jealousy wouldn't like someone who overshadows them. Ning Duoduo is either a bit dim-witted or genuinely has a very good relationship with Ning Yao.
Clearly, Ning Duoduo is the latter.
Zhao Xiaojing couldn't understand it, but she also felt there was nothing to think about. Some people are just luckier than ordinary people, and that's how they are from birth.
Naturally beautiful, you don't need to put in much effort to be pretty.
Zhao Xiaojing gazed at Ning Yao's profile, her eyes gradually turning venomous, tinged with a hint of bitterness...
The auction is now in full swing, with paintings, calligraphy, antiques and other treasures being brought to the stage for display one after another.
The most anticipated gem is undoubtedly the 'Rainbow Moon', a gem shaped like the moon that changes color depending on the temperature.
When it's hot, it's a mysterious and deep red; when it gets a little cooler, the color gradually fades, eventually radiating a soft glow like moonlight, making people feel peaceful and calm just by looking at it.
More importantly, the origin of the 'Rainbow Moon' is said to have been brought to Earth by fairies from another world, possessing infinite energy.
In ancient dynasties thousands of years ago, emperors revered it as a divine object, believing it to have miraculous effects such as prolonging life and nourishing the skin.
The value of something lies not only in its intrinsic worth, but also in the meaning it carries and its historical origins.
The Rainbow Moon jadeite meets all the criteria, hence its high price; almost everyone comes specifically for this 'Rainbow Moon'.
The more sought-after something is, the more it proves to be good. People have a herd mentality, regardless of whether Rainbow Moon is as good as the legends say.
Driven by a desire to save face and demonstrate their status, wealthy individuals will compete fiercely for auctions.
Anyway, it's not like I'm short of money. If I can get it through the auction, it'll be a matter of face and a symbol of status!
The starting bid for the Rainbow Moon artifact far exceeded that of other antiques, paintings, and jade pieces, with a value of up to 300 million yuan.
Three hundred million is simply impossible for the average person to come up with, but those who come to attend Mr. Nie's auction are certainly not ordinary people.
If a mere 300 million yuan can buy what one truly desires, everyone would be happy.
"Three hundred and ten million." Someone raised their paddle and shouted out their price.
"Three hundred and thirty million!" someone immediately shouted out their price.
The auctioneer was not surprised to see this, as this was the most anticipated treasure of the night. The price of the Rainbow Moon on the market had already been driven up to 400 million, and this was only the early stage of the bidding.
Ning Moran and Ning Chen remained seated in the private room, watching the guests outside who were frequently raising their paddles in the auction, their eyes revealing a serene expression.
The two were determined to get their hands on the 'Rainbow Moon' because it was also associated with a legendary story.
Ning Moran wanted to take the sample to the laboratory to cut and extract the jade, and to study the special effects of the jade.
My mother had a piece of white flame blood jade, but unfortunately the blood jade had become one with my mother, so it was impossible to take a sample from the original stone.
Ultimately, Ning Moran was still worried about the possibility of a backlash from the White Flame Blood Jade.
Over the years, he has been constantly searching for precious gems around the world, especially those with legendary significance.
Ning Chen simply wanted to buy it because it was the most valuable gem at the auction, and he wanted to give it to his mother.
Wen Aixiu stood by the window and silently glanced at the Rainbow Moon on the display stand. The gemstone looked exceptionally dazzling under the lights.
The women below the booth all focused their attention on the Rainbow Moon Gem, their eyes filled with longing.
It seems those aunties really like this gemstone...
Mommy would probably be interested too, right?
Thinking of this, Wen Aixiu secretly glanced at Ning Yao, who had already left the private room and sat in the center position below the booth.
Ning Yao is always the center of attention wherever she goes, as if she is surrounded by stars, and people will unconsciously stare at her.
The Rainbow Moon is meant to be made for mothers; it would be a waste for anyone else to wear it, as they wouldn't be able to bring out its beauty.
Wen Aixiu made up his mind and called his attendant butler to his side, instructing him to go to the area outside the private room and get him an auction number.
"President Wen is also bidding on this gem." The attendant and butler were genuinely perplexed by the young master's request.
“Daddy takes pictures of Daddy, I take pictures of mine. Just go when I tell you to go!” Wen Aixiu urged the butler to get the number plate.
The butler had no choice but to obey and fetch a plaque for Wen Aixiu.
While the two were talking, the price of the Rainbow Moon Gem had already been bid up to 500 million.
This is already far higher than the market valuation of Hongyue. If it exceeds 400 million, then the bid will still result in a loss.
Many people stopped bidding when the price was raised, and no longer raised their paddles.
There are very few people holding up placards now; the few remaining numbered placards belong to some of the most prestigious families in the capital.
The numbers representing Wen Tingye (number 8), the eldest young master of the Mo family (number 33), the Wen family (number 24), the Lian family (number 19), the eldest young master of the Shen family (number 67), and so on...
In addition, there are Ning Chen's No. 36, Ning Moran's No. 78, and two other unknown numbers, who have been bidding against each other.
In the distance, someone stood leisurely in a secluded private room, holding binoculars, her slender arm raised, intently watching the situation near the exhibition stand.
She wasn't looking at the exhibits, nor at the rainbow moon, but at a woman sitting in the center of the audience.
At this moment, Ning Duoduo leaned slightly forward and whispered a few words to Ning Yao. Ning Yao smiled gently, her slender, fair fingertips passing through her dark hair, the contrast between black and white creating an exquisite and beautiful sight that made one marvel at the wonder of creation.
The woman sitting upright in that chair was her mother, whose eyebrows and expressions resembled her maternal grandfather by about six or seven points.
“Miss, the price has already exceeded the market valuation. It would be very uneconomical to raise the price any further.”
"No matter how much others offer, my price will be 50 million higher than theirs."
The girl who spoke was slender and not very tall. She wore an elegant moon-white embroidered cheongsam with short sleeves and Chinese knot buttons. Her long, black hair was draped smoothly over her shoulders, and she exuded a composure beyond her years.
“Yes, young lady.” A man who looked like a butler stood beside the girl, his voice gentle and loyal.
He was merely a steward; fulfilling his duty to remind others was sufficient, and he shouldn't interfere with his master's decisions.
In the private room, Wen Aixiu was about to explode with anger. He rarely changed his poker face and looked at the steward in a fit of rage.
"What do you mean I've run out of allowance? Wasn't the card Daddy gave me a black card with no spending limit?"
"The card is indeed unlimited, but its use is restricted. Young Master, you cannot spend more than 500 million outside of your studies."
"Daddy only gave me a spending limit of 500 million?" Wen Aixiu frowned, her voice revealing her displeasure.
He had never participated in an auction before, let alone considered spending money to bid for someone else's item.
Therefore, they spend very little and are unaware of their spending limit, let alone what that limit is.
Does that mean I won't be able to take the pictures I want? And the gift I planned to give Mommy is ruined?
Seeing Wen Aixiu's somewhat frantic appearance, Ning Chen and Ning Moran exchanged a glance, their lips curving into a beautiful smile.
Seeing their older brother suffer a setback, the two brothers were somewhat relieved that they had grown up and were capable of earning their own money.
In this way, you can spend as much as you earn, which is something you can't do when you're a minor.
Ning Chen was especially relieved. He had initially felt a little envious when he saw Wen Aixiu hugging his mother without any restraint, but it seems that everything has its advantages and disadvantages.