Chapter 734 - My enemys enemy is my friend (1/2)
The guests' purpose of attending today was simple. It was either to showcase their donated items for the auction or to bid for the auctioned items from the members, all in the name of charity.
For this day, aside from the procurement team, all organization members are allowed to bring items to the organization and donate them for the auction. It was done to achieve fame and reputation, as all proceeds were to go to charity.
Since only a few big shots had remained, the guests had the chance to shine and fight over some items with their own wealth.
Xiong Zhi and the other heirs attended the third day as agreed upon. They sat on their family's designated seats. As the person who replaced their seniors, they attracted a lot of attention.
While the auction was still ongoing, Linfeng, who had disappeared for a while, returned.
Xiong Zhi asked him quietly. ”Did he come here to also auction something?”
”No, he came here to just bid. But I'm afraid that you will have to spend a large amount again.”
Xiong Zhi turned to Linfeng. ”How much is the predicted amount?”
”...The original price of the item is ten million.”
Xiong Zhi nodded. That price was reasonable. It should rise a bit higher than that.
”But I heard that he really wants it. He even pressured the member who procured it to bring it out of their family's treasury and sell it to him. The owner does not want to sell it at a cheap price, that is why he put it on for auction today. I say, that is a good move. He did not offend the man, at the same time, he will be getting considerable reputation through charity. So I think that it might rise to one hundred.”
”...”
That was tenfold.
This organization will make her bankrupt one day. She really should start restraining herself.
She sighed. ”Well, at least it will not reach a billion. I do not want to pointlessly overspend again after wasting too much money in the past two days.”
Xiong Zhi had to admit that she was feeling a bit stingy now after giving a lot of money to the organization, especially now that Ming Zhi Yi was the president.
The feeling of handing her money to an enemy was… ugh.
Linfeng was a bit speechless. Then he laughed. ”Fine, I will make the bid instead.”
”You can't come out yet. Let the spotlight remain on me. In any case, I am already under it. Since I am an eccentric person who likes wasting money, people will not question my purpose too much.”
Linfeng had no choice but to agree. It was all for the sake of their plan.
The auction continued, until the one item that Xiong Zhi was waiting for appeared.
The host opened up an intricately carved case and a small golden comb engraved with mysterious ancient patterns appeared. The host introduced the item enthusiastically.
”This item is donated by the Afzhal family. They finally took it out from their family's treasury! Ladies and gentlemen, I now present to you, the golden comb that the Middle Eastern Zebal Princess wore in her royal wedding in the early 18th century!”
All the eyes of the guests from the Middle East region shone.
They wanted it!
”Twelve million!”
”Thirteen million!”
”Fifteen million!”
The bidding began and the price increased fast.
However, at this moment, a VVIP member finally made a move.
”Fifty million.”
Everyone fell silent and turned to the man with Middle Eastern features at the front.
Xiong Zhi's eyes curved up slightly.
The man had finally made his move.
Sir Majid Al Ghurair.
(A/n: First appeared in chapter 160. IAMF Arc 1)
This man was their target today.
Everyone knew this man's background. The guests resignedly put down their placards and did not bid any more. After all, they were afraid to offend this dangerous man.
But someone was not afraid.
”Fifty-one.”
Xiong Zhi's cold voice echoed loudly in the silent room.
Oooh!
Murmurs erupted. Excited eyes all shot towards Xiong Zhi.
The person tagged as most eccentric in high society made her move!
”Fifty five.” The man spoke while looking coldly at Xiong Zhi.
Xiong Zhi did not back down.
”Fifty six.”
Sir Majid: ”Sixty.”
”Sixty one.”
”...Sixty five.” The woman kept dogging after him!
”Sixty six.”
”Seventy!”
”Seventy one.”
”...”
”...”
Soon, the bid entered three digits.