Chương 8: Boss, You're Too Cruel
Yun Ruyi, being a professional perfumer herself, was well-versed in the industry's workings.
Master Bai Mi, a famous perfumer whose gender and identity remained a mystery, was rumored to be a man over fifty, living a reclusive and enigmatic life. He never actively engaged with the outside world nor held any position in any company. Thus, the perfumes crafted by his hands were truly one-of-a-kind.
His fragrances not only captivated hearts with their scent, but they also possessed medicinal properties, earning him rapid renown in the industry. Even those who knew nothing about perfume had heard of Master Bai Mi, reverently referring to him as the "Divine Healer of Perfumery."
It was astonishing that such a legendary figure would submit his work for auction!
And not only that—the starting bid was shockingly low!
In comparison to her daughter's opening bid, Yun Ruyi felt like her face had been slapped multiple times by the gazes of those around her.
Her daughter's face, pale as it was, didn't dare lift again.
As for her husband... she didn't even dare glance at him. Knowing his prideful nature, both mother and daughter would surely face his wrath when they returned home.
As expected, the competition for this perfume was fierce.
The price quickly escalated from two hundred thousand to six million.
In just three seconds, it surged to ten million.
Black Chicken stifled a laugh behind his hand.
"Boss..." he cautiously called to the girl still absorbed in her game, "Your dad looks like he's about to explode. You should take a look."
Tang Qianmiao ignored him.
The bidding continued to climb—
"Thirteen million!"
"Eighteen million!"
"One hundred million."
As soon as the man's voice, as cool as a breeze, rang out, the once fervent bidding instantly fell silent.
Tang Qianmiao's enormous snake crashed into the wall again, dying.
At last, she lifted her head, gazing at the back of Feng Xian's head.
She chuckled softly.
Crazy, isn't he?
Black Chicken's mouth fell open, and he snapped it shut by slapping his chin. "Boss, Feng Xian... is just... does he really want this perfume that badly?"
Tang Qianmiao remained silent, calmly raising her paddle. "Two hundred million."
In an instant, every head in the room swiveled towards her.
It's her again!
Lin Wenyu bit her lip, unable to believe it. The powerful, influential people around them were all staring at Tang Qianmiao with curiosity and admiration.
Those gazes should have been hers!
At that moment, Feng Xian raised the price again—
"Three hundred million."
Tang Qianmiao's lips curled faintly, her tone casual: "Five hundred million."
The entire hall was dumbfounded. A perfume—was it really worth all this?
Just when everyone thought Feng Xian wouldn't fall for the bait, he raised his paddle again: "Eight hundred million."
The silence in the room was deafening; you could hear every breath.
By now, it was clear—the item being bid on was no longer just a perfume but pride itself.
No amount of escalation seemed excessive.
Yet, at that very moment, Tang Qianmiao suddenly fell silent, not raising her paddle again.
In the end, the perfume went to Feng Xian.
Black Chicken, now completely petrified, edged closer to Tang Qianmiao. "Boss, you're too cruel."
She never intended to buy it, only to drive up the price—clearly toying with Feng Xian!
What was more absurd was that Feng Xian, fully aware of her game, still jumped right in!
Black Chicken couldn't fathom their motives at all.
Tang Qianmiao kept her gaze on the back of Feng Xian's head, deep in thought.
Her eyes gleamed with faint amusement.
Once the auction concluded, Tang Qianmiao completed the payment and left with the ancient pearl earrings.
The two of them headed to the parking lot. As they walked, Tang Qianmiao suddenly halted, her ears twitching slightly, eyes narrowing.
"Boss, what's wrong?"
Tang Qianmiao shot him a glance. "Go to the supermarket across the street and buy me something to eat."
After sending Black Chicken off, she slowly raised her eyes. A figure appeared immediately from around the corner.
"Miss Tang, sir wishes to see you. Please, follow me."
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