Chapter 64: Ren Jifeng

The next day.

Rong Ci and Chu Zilan dressed up and headed to the auction.

Neither Rong Ci nor Chu Zilan were dressed particularly grandly.

However, both were exceptionally striking in appearance, and they still attracted many gazes as they appeared in the auction hall.

Chu Zilan had attended several auctions and was considered active in the circle, so many people recognized her.

But they were seeing Rong Ci for the first time.

Seeing her attend the auction with Chu Zilan, many were speculating about which family's young lady she might be.

Their seats were in the middle-back rows.

They did not arrive particularly early.

A few minutes after they sat down, the auction was about to begin.

Just then, a commotion suddenly broke out in the front rows.

Hearing the noise, Rong Ci and Chu Zilan looked over.

Upon realizing what had happened, Rong Ci paused.

Chu Zilan: "It's actually Feng Tingshen and Lin Wu... They actually came too."

Saying this, she asked Rong Ci: "Did you know they were attending the auction?"

Rong Ci shook her head: "I didn't."

She had not expected him to attend as well.

Feng Tingshen had not told her he would be attending.

Following the previous banquet and the tech exhibition, Lin Wu's profile in the upper-class circles had been established.

When she and Feng Tingshen appeared, many people focused their attention on her.

"Last time Feng Zong brought her to the banquet, that outfit alone was worth over thirty million. Compared to that outfit she wore when Feng Zong brought her to the banquet last time, this one is no less impressive—"

"Never mind the diamond jewelry set she's wearing; even the dress she has on is a work by the world's top designer, Ems. Everyone knows that in the last ten years, Ems, who has been in semi-retirement, only makes three custom gowns a year, and each one is worth over ten million—"

"Thirty million last time, several tens of millions this time. Just these two times alone, Feng Zong has spent tens of millions on her. Feng Zong is truly generous enough toward her."

"Indeed."

Lin Wu wore a blue, shimmering silk gown, her jewelry was eye-catching, and coupled with her outstanding appearance, she was undoubtedly the most dazzling woman at the auction tonight.

Everyone knew that the front row was a symbol of status and prestige.

Amidst the discussions and envy, Lin Wu and Feng Tingshen sat down in the very center of the first row.

Seeing this, it sparked even more envy among those around them.

"The center of the first row... such prestige. I really want to know what it feels like to sit there. They can sit in the front not just because of their status, but it also shows their spending tonight won't be low. My god—"

"Stop talking, the more you say, the more envious I get. Comparing people really is infuriating."

Chu Zilan, hearing this, also leaned close to Rong Ci's ear, her tone sour as she whispered: "He sits in the front row with Lin Wu, yet he gives us tickets in the back..."

It was not the first time Feng Tingshen had been biased toward Lin Wu over her.

Rong Ci had long since gotten used to it.

She did not care anymore either.

Besides, her purpose in attending the auction was to buy a birthday gift for her grandmother.

As for the seating, she did not take it to heart.

Chu Zilan continued: "Does Feng Tingshen not know where we are sitting? Why doesn't he even glance over in our direction?"

The tickets were likely prepared for her by Feng Tingshen.

He probably didn't care where she was sitting.

As for what Chu Zilan said about Feng Tingshen not looking their way, setting aside the possibility that he didn't know their seat numbers, even if he did, he wouldn't necessarily pay any attention to her situation.

After all, when Yu Moxun brought her to the banquet and the last tech exhibition, he had ignored her existence from start to finish.

She was just thinking this when the auction was about to begin, the host took the stage, and the surroundings quieted down.

Rong Ci had already carefully reviewed the auction list for tonight.

Rong Ci had her eye on a set of emerald jewelry and a piece of famous embroidery.

As for which one she would finally bid on, it would depend on the situation.

The auction began quickly.

Rong Ci had a clear goal; she did not raise her paddle for items she wasn't interested in.

Feng Tingshen and Lin Wu had also not raised their paddles for a while.

After the auction had been going on for some time, Rong Ci and Chu Zilan both noticed that Lin Wu began to raise her paddle.

The item Lin Wu wanted to bid on was a diamond bracelet.

It was a piece by a famous foreign designer, and one look at the style told you it was suitable for a young person to wear.

Without a doubt, this bracelet was likely being bid on by Feng Tingshen for Lin Wu.

The starting price for this diamond bracelet was 1.5 million.

Lin Wu raised her paddle, raising the price to 3 million.

Afterward, others added to it, reaching 4 million.

At this moment, Rong Ci noticed Lin Wu and Feng Tingshen leaning in to discuss something, and then Lin Wu raised her paddle again, her voice very clear in the hall: "Eight million."

As soon as her voice rang out, the hall stirred.

This diamond bracelet had a nice style, but in terms of its intrinsic value, it was truly not worth eight million.

Even four million was already too much.

But Lin Wu seemed to really like this bracelet.

And Feng Tingshen was also wealthy and generous; it seemed he didn't want others to compete with Lin Wu, so he offered a bid of eight million directly.

Everyone was shocked by Feng Tingshen's disregard for money and his doting on Lin Wu, and they began to discuss it animatedly.

Sure enough.

Once the eight-million bid was made, no one else bid.

Lin Wu successfully secured the bracelet.

Chu Zilan was incredibly jealous, gritting her teeth: "My teeth are sour."

Rong Ci had not yet spoken when the next round of bidding began.

After a while, an antique vase was displayed.

Lin Wu raised her paddle again.

The starting price for the antique vase was five million.

Others were raising the price by 500,000 or 1 million, but when it came to Lin Wu, she started with 10 million.

The number of people bidding dropped instantly.

However, there were many wealthy people at the scene.

After a while, a male voice interjected: "15 million."

Rong Ci looked over upon hearing the voice.

It was a very young man with an exceptionally outstanding appearance.

"That is Ren Jifeng."

Chu Zilan said to Rong Ci.

Rong Ci nodded.

Lin Wu seemed to hesitate, looking toward Feng Tingshen.

From this, both Rong Ci and Chu Zilan could see that this antique vase was also something Lin Wu herself wanted.

It was also at this moment that Rong Ci suddenly recalled that her grandmother, Lin Lao, had always been keen on collecting antiques.

There was no need to guess; Lin Wu was bidding on this antique vase for Lin Lao.

Feng Tingshen nodded, and Lin Wu raised her paddle again: "25 million."

Ren Jifeng smiled: "30 million."

Lin Wu hesitated even more, leaning toward Feng Tingshen's side, seemingly telling Feng Tingshen that she didn't want it anymore.

But Feng Tingshen shook his head.

Lin Wu raised her paddle again: "40 million."

Ren Jifeng's voice sounded again: "50 million."

As he spoke, he smiled and looked toward Feng Tingshen's side.

Lin Wu frowned and said to Feng Tingshen: "Should we... forget it?"

Fifty million was truly too much.