Chapter 793: Feng Tianyi vs Zhang Jiren (1)
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At this moment, many bidders were left speechless by the devil's persistence. In the past, Feng Tianyi was known within the business circle for his ruthlessness; his image right now was starting to change in everyone's eyes.
"$5 million! Mr. Feng has raised the stakes again! Is there anyone who wants to challenge his bid?!" Up on the stage, the auctioneer had a wide smile on his face, seeing that the excitement over who would be able to own the Black Nightingale's winning dress continued.
Although Feng Tianyi wasn't named as the successor of the Song family after his mother, many people didn't want to offend him as they feared that the devil would be petty enough to get even with them in the future. They rather lose the chance to have the dress than invite the devil to knock on their doors. If he really wanted to get the dress for the empress, they could only give up for now.
Tang Moyu pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed. Was it really necessary for her husband to waste such an amount of money just for a wedding dress? Although their wedding ceremony was also important to her, she didn't want to splurge for a one-day celebration.
"Tianyi, you do know you didn't need to do this," she reminded him. Li Meili had already started working on her bridal dress a long time ago but had yet to finish it so there was no need for her husband to throw money like this.
"But Moyu, I only want to give you the best, and right now, I have no doubt that Li Meili's dress would suit you well."
Seeing that no one had raised their numbers to bid, the auctioneer called everyone's attention again.
"Would anyone else like to bid higher? No? Calling once! Calling twice! Calling…" However, his words were never finished as someone from the crowd raised her number to bid.
"$10 million!"
The one who bid was named, Zhou Xinwei, a daughter of one of the ric.h.e.s.t businessmen within Beijing. Her status was on the same level as Li Meili, and she's been a good fan of the Black Nightingale for such a long time. If one was to check her massive wardrobe, they would see a rack only dedicated to Black Nightingale's dresses.
From the moment the name Black Nightingale appeared out of nowhere, she had been curious at the creativity behind the brand. Although the price of each dress was high, it was only because the materials used by the designer weren't cheap at all.
What Zhou Xinwei liked about this brand was that it wasn't pretentious, unlike Liu Ruoyan's works. There was something about Black Nightingale's dresses that made her feel confident and beautiful whenever she wore them.
Now that she knew the real identity of her idol, how could she stay still and allow other people to have Li Meili's winning dress? There's no way she would allow that to happen!
"$20 million!" Another woman from the upper circle of Beijing raised the bid. Zhou Xinwei clenched her fists on her l.a.p.
"$25 million!"
"$40 million!" Zhou Xinwei raised her number, desperate to win the auction. To be able to have the Black Nightingale's winning dress meant that she would get the best dress Li Meili had produced so far in her whole career.
"Lady Zhou has bid $40 million! Would anyone like to place their bids?" the auctioneer asked.
Everyone knew that because of the dress's rarity and its value, some of the bidders started to bid cautiously. The higher the bid went, the lower the chance they could win the auction, especially if the big names and influential people within the country were fighting just to get their hand on the winning entry. Thus, the remaining bidders were the wealthiest people, the cream of the crop.
They were the only ones who bid without batting an eyelid at the price. An event like this was also a good way to prove to everyone that they weren't lacking in terms of resources. So, to see people like Lady Zhao and Feng Tianyi who placed their bids continuously wasn't surprising at all.
"$45 million!" Feng Tianyi shouted.
"I think you should stop. Tianyi, $45 million for a wedding dress is too much. It isn't that I don't like Meili's dress— heck, you know my wardrobe is filled with it. I don't need another one that I wouldn't be able to use after the wedding." Tang Moyu tried to convince her husband to change his mind and allow the other bidders to get her best friend's dress.
"But Moyu…" Feng Tianyi's jaws hardened at that. He understood why his wife didn't want to spend so much. But, as her husband who'd been missing for over five years and had failed to dote on her and their children, how could he let this chance slip from his grasp?
"Do you really want it?" Tang Moyu asked when she noticed the disappointment on his face. She and Feng Tianyi rarely argued, but it was normal between husband and wife to have disagreements like this.
"I don't think I have doted on you enough, Moyu. You work so hard to secure Baobao and Little Star's future. I don't even pitch into their trust funds as you've already managed to prepare one before we met. When I think about how you managed to do everything on your own, I feel useless." Feng Tianyi lowered his gaze and slipped his fingers into hers. Even his problem was Zhu Ziqian, she was the one who managed to end it.
"Mr. Feng calls for $45 million! Is there anyone else who would like to continue?" This time, the auctioneer couldn't stop the obvious tremble in his voice. It had been a long time since the auction for the winning entries reached the bidding price beyond $30 million. This year's Golden Thread Awards would surely leave a mark in history.
However, the next person who bid after Feng Tianyi had made a commotion.
"$50 million!"
Feng Tianyi turned his head to see who was brave enough to challenge him, only to see that it was his brother-in-law, Zhang Jiren.
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At this moment, many bidders were left speechless by the devil's persistence. In the past, Feng Tianyi was known within the business circle for his ruthlessness; his image right now was starting to change in everyone's eyes.
"$5 million! Mr. Feng has raised the stakes again! Is there anyone who wants to challenge his bid?!" Up on the stage, the auctioneer had a wide smile on his face, seeing that the excitement over who would be able to own the Black Nightingale's winning dress continued.
Although Feng Tianyi wasn't named as the successor of the Song family after his mother, many people didn't want to offend him as they feared that the devil would be petty enough to get even with them in the future. They rather lose the chance to have the dress than invite the devil to knock on their doors. If he really wanted to get the dress for the empress, they could only give up for now.
Tang Moyu pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed. Was it really necessary for her husband to waste such an amount of money just for a wedding dress? Although their wedding ceremony was also important to her, she didn't want to splurge for a one-day celebration.
"Tianyi, you do know you didn't need to do this," she reminded him. Li Meili had already started working on her bridal dress a long time ago but had yet to finish it so there was no need for her husband to throw money like this.
"But Moyu, I only want to give you the best, and right now, I have no doubt that Li Meili's dress would suit you well."
Seeing that no one had raised their numbers to bid, the auctioneer called everyone's attention again.
"Would anyone else like to bid higher? No? Calling once! Calling twice! Calling…" However, his words were never finished as someone from the crowd raised her number to bid.
"$10 million!"
The one who bid was named, Zhou Xinwei, a daughter of one of the ric.h.e.s.t businessmen within Beijing. Her status was on the same level as Li Meili, and she's been a good fan of the Black Nightingale for such a long time. If one was to check her massive wardrobe, they would see a rack only dedicated to Black Nightingale's dresses.
From the moment the name Black Nightingale appeared out of nowhere, she had been curious at the creativity behind the brand. Although the price of each dress was high, it was only because the materials used by the designer weren't cheap at all.
What Zhou Xinwei liked about this brand was that it wasn't pretentious, unlike Liu Ruoyan's works. There was something about Black Nightingale's dresses that made her feel confident and beautiful whenever she wore them.
Now that she knew the real identity of her idol, how could she stay still and allow other people to have Li Meili's winning dress? There's no way she would allow that to happen!
"$20 million!" Another woman from the upper circle of Beijing raised the bid. Zhou Xinwei clenched her fists on her l.a.p.
"$25 million!"
"$40 million!" Zhou Xinwei raised her number, desperate to win the auction. To be able to have the Black Nightingale's winning dress meant that she would get the best dress Li Meili had produced so far in her whole career.
"Lady Zhou has bid $40 million! Would anyone like to place their bids?" the auctioneer asked.
Everyone knew that because of the dress's rarity and its value, some of the bidders started to bid cautiously. The higher the bid went, the lower the chance they could win the auction, especially if the big names and influential people within the country were fighting just to get their hand on the winning entry. Thus, the remaining bidders were the wealthiest people, the cream of the crop.
They were the only ones who bid without batting an eyelid at the price. An event like this was also a good way to prove to everyone that they weren't lacking in terms of resources. So, to see people like Lady Zhao and Feng Tianyi who placed their bids continuously wasn't surprising at all.
"$45 million!" Feng Tianyi shouted.
"I think you should stop. Tianyi, $45 million for a wedding dress is too much. It isn't that I don't like Meili's dress— heck, you know my wardrobe is filled with it. I don't need another one that I wouldn't be able to use after the wedding." Tang Moyu tried to convince her husband to change his mind and allow the other bidders to get her best friend's dress.
"But Moyu…" Feng Tianyi's jaws hardened at that. He understood why his wife didn't want to spend so much. But, as her husband who'd been missing for over five years and had failed to dote on her and their children, how could he let this chance slip from his grasp?
"Do you really want it?" Tang Moyu asked when she noticed the disappointment on his face. She and Feng Tianyi rarely argued, but it was normal between husband and wife to have disagreements like this.
"I don't think I have doted on you enough, Moyu. You work so hard to secure Baobao and Little Star's future. I don't even pitch into their trust funds as you've already managed to prepare one before we met. When I think about how you managed to do everything on your own, I feel useless." Feng Tianyi lowered his gaze and slipped his fingers into hers. Even his problem was Zhu Ziqian, she was the one who managed to end it.
"Mr. Feng calls for $45 million! Is there anyone else who would like to continue?" This time, the auctioneer couldn't stop the obvious tremble in his voice. It had been a long time since the auction for the winning entries reached the bidding price beyond $30 million. This year's Golden Thread Awards would surely leave a mark in history.
However, the next person who bid after Feng Tianyi had made a commotion.
"$50 million!"
Feng Tianyi turned his head to see who was brave enough to challenge him, only to see that it was his brother-in-law, Zhang Jiren.
At this moment, many bidders were left speechless by the devil's persistence. In the past, Feng Tianyi was known within the business circle for his ruthlessness; his image right now was starting to change in everyone's eyes. "$5 million! Mr. Feng has raised the stakes again! Is there anyone who wants to challenge his bid?!" Up on the stage, the auctioneer had a wide smile on his face, seeing that the excitement over who would be able to own the Black Nightingale's winning dress continued. Although Feng Tianyi wasn't named as the successor of the Song family after his mother, many people didn't want to offend him as they feared that the devil would be petty enough to get even with them in the future. They rather lose the chance to have the dress than invite the devil to knock on their doors. If he really wanted to get the dress for the empress, they could only give up for now. Tang Moyu pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed. Was it really necessary for her husband to waste such an amount of money just for a wedding dress? Although their wedding ceremony was also important to her, she didn't want to splurge for a one-day celebration. "Tianyi, you do know you didn't need to do this," she reminded him. Li Meili had already started working on her bridal dress a long time ago but had yet to finish it so there was no need for her husband to throw money like this. "But Moyu, I only want to give you the best, and right now, I have no doubt that Li Meili's dress would suit you well." Seeing that no one had raised their numbers to bid, the auctioneer called everyone's attention again. "Would anyone else like to bid higher? No? Calling once! Calling twice! Calling" However, his words were never finished as someone from the crowd raised her number to bid. "$10 million!" The one who bid was named, Zhou Xinwei, a daughter of one of the ric.h.e.s.t businessmen within Beijing. Her status was on the same level as Li Meili, and she's been a good fan of the Black Nightingale for such a long time. If one was to check her massive wardrobe, they would see a rack only dedicated to Black Nightingale's dresses. From the moment the name Black Nightingale appeared out of nowhere, she had been curious at the creativity behind the brand. Although the price of each dress was high, it was only because the materials used by the designer weren't cheap at all. What Zhou Xinwei liked about this brand was that it wasn't pretentious, unlike Liu Ruoyan's works. There was something about Black Nightingale's dresses that made her feel confident and beautiful whenever she wore them. Now that she knew the real identity of her idol, how could she stay still and allow other people to have Li Meili's winning dress? There's no way she would allow that to happen! "$20 million!" Another woman from the upper circle of Beijing raised the bid. Zhou Xinwei clenched her fists on her l.a.p. "$25 million!" "$40 million!" Zhou Xinwei raised her number, desperate to win the auction. To be able to have the Black Nightingale's winning dress meant that she would get the best dress Li Meili had produced so far in her whole career. "Lady Zhou has bid $40 million! Would anyone like to place their bids?" the auctioneer asked. Everyone knew that because of the dress's rarity and its value, some of the bidders started to bid cautiously. The higher the bid went, the lower the chance they could win the auction, especially if the big names and influential people within the country were fighting just to get their hand on the winning entry. Thus, the remaining bidders were the wealthiest people, the cream of the crop. They were the only ones who bid without batting an eyelid at the price. An event like this was also a good way to prove to everyone that they weren't lacking in terms of resources. So, to see people like Lady Zhao and Feng Tianyi who placed their bids continuously wasn't surprising at all. "$45 million!" Feng Tianyi shouted. "I think you should stop. Tianyi, $45 million for a wedding dress is too much. It isn't that I don't like Meili's dress heck, you know my wardrobe is filled with it. I don't need another one that I wouldn't be able to use after the wedding." Tang Moyu tried to convince her husband to change his mind and allow the other bidders to get her best friend's dress. "But Moyu" Feng Tianyi's jaws hardened at that. He understood why his wife didn't want to spend so much. But, as her husband who'd been missing for over five years and had failed to dote on her and their children, how could he let this chance slip from his grasp? "Do you really want it?" Tang Moyu asked when she noticed the disappointment on his face. She and Feng Tianyi rarely argued, but it was normal between husband and wife to have disagreements like this. "I don't think I have doted on you enough, Moyu. You work so hard to secure Baobao and Little Star's future. I don't even pitch into their trust funds as you've already managed to prepare one before we met. When I think about how you managed to do everything on your own, I feel useless." Feng Tianyi lowered his gaze and slipped his fingers into hers. Even his problem was Zhu Ziqian, she was the one who managed to end it. "Mr. Feng calls for $45 million! Is there anyone else who would like to continue?" This time, the auctioneer couldn't stop the obvious tremble in his voice. It had been a long time since the auction for the winning entries reached the bidding price beyond $30 million. This year's Golden Thread Awards would surely leave a mark in history. However, the next person who bid after Feng Tianyi had made a commotion. "$50 million!" Feng Tianyi turned his head to see who was brave enough to challenge him, only to see that it was his brother-in-law, Zhang Jiren.
