After I Became Famous, the CEO Wants Remarriage-Chapter 171 - Sixty Million A Gentleman Does Not

Chapter 171: Chapter 171: Sixty Million! A Gentleman Does Not Covet What Others Admire

Chapter 171: Chapter 171: Sixty Million! A Gentleman Does Not Covet What Others Admire

“Don’t bid anymore, getting 900,000 is already pretty good. Ji Shiwang has made it clear that she won’t let me win the championship. You spending so much money won’t outbid her anyway, and besides, there’s not much difference for me between the special prize and the gold prize.”

Looking at Ning Yichu’s text message, Fan YuKe felt both heartache and anger.

Ji Shiwang was obviously rigging the competition. If the organizers hadn’t set up an auction, or let everyone bid anonymously, Chu Chu definitely wouldn’t have lost…

Even if she lost, it wouldn’t have been so disgraceful!

Fan YuKe’s face almost turned red with anger as she tightly clutched her phone…

“Godmother, do we just give up like this?” Ningning’s eyes reddened with pity, feeling more upset and indignant over her mommy being wronged than if she had been wronged herself.

Fan YuKe also felt indignant, but…

Five million!

She was a small 18th-tier actress; even if she sold herself, she might not have that much money, not to mention that her income was skimmed off by the company. The rest was for maintaining her daily high expenses, the mortgage, and all sorts of other things.

“Ningning, I’m sorry, godmother is too useless to earn that much money…”

“One hundred million!” Just as Ningning and Fan YuKe were hugging each other, suddenly, a magnetic yet immature childish voice unexpectedly came from a private room on the second floor.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice to see that a previously closed window had somehow opened.

A little munchkin stood there, hands behind his back, eyes cold, crisply raising the offer, “I really like Aunt Ning’s work, whoever bid 900,000, stop insulting her here.”

This is…

The private room prepared by the organizers for President Li, the exclusive sponsor.

Who was this little munchkin?

“Isn’t that the brat who was sitting with contestant number 18’s entourage? How did he end up in President Li’s room and is now shouting bids all over the place?” Someone in the crowd who didn’t recognize Li Lingyang spoke out loudly.

But the organizers recognized him, this was President Li’s own admitted little prince!

“Mr. Wang, you are mistaken, this is President Li’s son…” the organizers hurried to explain.

“What… what?” The man’s body stiffened, almost staggering to sit down on a stool.

Chen Bao pursed his little lips tightly, his gaze cold and sharp as he stared at Ji Shiwang. Just over five million and already humiliating others here? Fine, if you’re an RMB player, then let’s see who crushes who!

Ji Shiwang had never expected a little munchkin to pop out of nowhere.

The next second, Ji Shiwang saw another tall and straight figure slowly appear at the second-floor window—it was none other than Li Lingyang, looking down loftily at the auction below.

Ji Shiwang gritted her teeth and squeezed out a smile, “President Li, look at your son supporting the woman you dislike, bidding ten million for a jade sculpture worth less than 600,000, aren’t you going to intervene?”

Ji Shiwang had wanted to directly address her as the ex-wife, but swallowed the words back down, not wanting to give people a reason to go complement Ning Yichu. After all, any woman who could be Li Lingyang’s ex-wife must have some abilities.

Li Lingyang, with an air of nonchalance, hooked the corner of his mouth into a chilling smile, lifted Chen Bao into his arms with one arm, his voice magnetic and powerful, “It doesn’t matter if my son bids ten million or even a billion, I can afford it.”

Ji Shiwang gnashed her teeth, “By doing this, you’re disrupting the fair distribution of scores in our competition, don’t you think that’s unfair? You can’t bully others just because of your indescribable personal relationship with contestant number 18!”

“Bully others?” Li Lingyang repeated the phrase, questioning back, “Miss Ji, are you talking about yourself?”

Ji Shiwang’s pretty face instantly turned red, then green, then blue, then purple. If she had known Li Lingyang would support that bitch Ning Yichu, she would have called an astronomical price right from the start!

After all, after the fees were deducted, it would end up in her hands anyway!

“Ten million! President Li and his little young master have bid 10 million… With even President Li showing his interest, is everyone really not going to reconsider?” The host started marketing again.

Ning Yichu looked at the large and small figures standing by the railing on the second floor, her teeth lightly biting her lower lip…

It was as if a stone had been thrown into a lake, creating thousands of ripples; in an instant, the sounds of bidding echoed incessantly in the hall. The stronger influence between the Ji Family and the Li Family was clear at a glance.

To win the item liked by President Li’s little prince, to personally hand it to him – wouldn’t that be another way of currying favor?

In just a few minutes, the price had been driven up to 20 million.

“50 million.” Another strong, domineering male voice suddenly came from the direction of the main entrance.

That voice stunned everyone present, including Ning Yichu herself.

The crowd instinctively turned towards the entrance.

They saw a man dressed in a stiff black trench coat walking in along the light. The dazzling crystal chandelier above cast its light on his face, refracting a brilliant illumination.

Mo Baiyou spoke calmly, with a gentle, slight smile, as if a deity had arrived on a ray of light, “Sorry for being late. I hope I’m still in time to bid?”

Swoosh!

Fifty million…

The bid had more than doubled, becoming ten times the amount of the previous item!

“Isn’t that Mr. Mo?”

“Why has Mr. Mo bid for Lady Ning’s work? Isn’t it said that Beiji has deeper cooperation with the Ji Family, and the two families have better relations…”

“Well, that’s not for certain. Sculptor Ning Yu is an employee of Beiji; maybe Mr. Mo just doesn’t want his employee to lose face…”

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The ones with the ugliest expressions had to be Ji Shiwang and Shen Jiangqing.

Mo Baiyou, disregarding Ji Shiwang’s pride, casually threw in 50 million to back Ning Yichu. This was a true dimensional strike, as if her spending 5 million on her own work was just like playing.

But the most important thing was, she had spent 5 million, after deducting costs, most would have ended up back in her own pocket.

But what about if Mo Baiyou won the bid? How much of that 50 million would actually end up in Ning Yichu’s pocket?

Shen Jiangqing shared the same thought.

In Shen Jiangqing’s view, Li Lingyang was her future fiancé, with all the future wealth intended for Chengcheng.

If he were to spend money to back Ning Yichu, where would that leave her face?

“60 million.” The next instant, a cold and stern male voice came from a box on the second floor.

Li Lingyang’s gaze was gloomy and frosty as he stared at Mo Baiyou.

Wasn’t the last 10 million enough? Now another 50 million, as if afraid others wouldn’t know his feelings for Ning Yichu?

The whole audience was astounded.

True wealthy individuals don’t just add five or ten million; their increment is instantly another 10 million.

Now all eyes were on Mo Baiyou, guessing whether he would raise the bid again, when Ning Yichu stood up and said to him, “Mr. Mo, it’s just a decorative item. Since President Li wants it, let’s give it to him. Next time, I can carve an even better one to be the face of the company.”

Mo Baiyou, with a gentle smile, said, “In that case, a gentleman does not take what others desire. I’ll relinquish this set to President Li, and I also thank President Li for his strong support of Beiji’s Jade Sculptor.”