水蜜桃实验室

The hotel’s security measures were extremely meticulous, not only equipped with metal detectors and sonic detectors but also staffed with two beautiful female ushers, responsible for frisking each person who entered.

If a rough, burly man were to conduct the searches, it’s estimated that eight out of ten of the tycoons attending the auction would not agree; however, since the searches were carried out by beautiful women, almost nobody objected.

The collectibles at the auction were extraordinarily precious and would rank amongst the top even among similar auctions in Yan Country; thus, it was natural for the security measures to be stricter.

Xu Fan, Zhao Dong, and Mo Luo Dan had no contraband on them and, after normally passing through the security checkpoint, were led by the welcoming hostesses to a private suite upstairs.

The third floor of Zangyu Tower Hotel featured a layout within a layout, with a large venue encircled by a number of smaller private suites. The view from these suites was very open, allowing a clear view of the scene downstairs and the situation on the main stage.

Moreover, each suite was equipped with advanced high-definition screens and sound systems, enabling guests to view high-definition images of the auction items via the live feed from the on-site director.

Most crucially, the suites were enclosed in structure, affording visibility from the inside to the outside, but not the other way around, which is why Zangyu Tower Hotel’s suites have historically catered to the powerful and influential elites.

With their esteemed identities, they generally would not sit downstairs to raise paddles and bid; with a gentle press on the electronic bidding device in the suite, they could achieve the same effect.

There were a total of ten such suites on the third floor of Zangyu Tower Hotel, and the one Xu Fan entered was suite number eight.

This suite was reserved by Master Wang Fangtong of Zangyu Tower for himself, but as Wang Fangtong was also the host of tonight’s auction, he left an invitation intending for his family to come. However, meeting Xu Fan in his shop today and having Xu Fan resolve a longtime puzzle for him, Wang Fangtong instead gave the invitation for this suite to Xu Fan.

The value of this suite, if put on the market, would be worth at least a hundred thousand yuan, but those who could really afford such suites wouldn’t care about the hundred thousand yuan.

After Xu Fan settled into the suite, many people gradually filed into the venue. Seeing that the event had not started, he closed his eyes and silently began to practice his cultivation.

Before long, the young master of the Qin Family from Zhonghai, Qin Haowen, arrived at the third-floor banquet hall, leading his lackeys and Master Chou. Carrying an invitation to a suite, Qin Haowen was escorted by two beautiful hostesses to Suite No. 2.

As soon as Qin Haowen sat down in the suite, he caught sight of Xu Yixue and Ye Xiaoning.

Tonight, Xu Yixue was dressed in a white tulle gown, her long hair cascading over her shoulders like a waterfall. A Swarovski crystal necklace hung around her slender, swan-like neck, adding an ethereal quality to her presence. With her stunning face, impressive figure, and an air that seemed untouched by worldly concerns, her entrance stunned many of the seated guests.

A glint of greed flashed in Qin Haowen’s eyes as he stared intently at Xu Yixue, thinking to himself that at today’s auction, he would show how ‘Young Master Qin’ could dominate and acquire the most premium treasures. He also wanted to give her a glimpse of the financial power of a top-class, wealthy family.

In the suite, Xu Fan, who was practicing his cultivation, suddenly opened his eyes as if sensing something and looked down.

Just then, Xu Yixue, Ye Xiaoning, and Tongtong entered the venue. Tongtong was wearing a pink princess dress and was lying in Ye Xiaoning’s arms, her curious eyes darting around everywhere.

Xu Fan’s perception was triggered by Tongtong, who had his blood running through her veins. As soon as they entered the door, he felt their presence.

However, Xu Fan was here mainly to bid on items today, and he might have to do something not quite aboveboard. To avoid causing them unnecessary trouble, he decided after some thought to not meet with Xu Yixue.

Just as Xu Fan withdrew his gaze, someone knocked on the door of the private room. Zhao Dong stood up to open the door and found a hotel attendant with a cart loaded with various fruits and wine entering the room.

There was a high-end marble coffee table in the private room, onto which the attendant neatly arranged the exquisite fruit platter and dried fruits. Then, they took out three wine glasses from a nearby drawer and placed them on the table.

“Boss, which wine would you like to open?” the beautiful attendant asked Xu Fan softly.

In the room, Zhao Dong and Mo Luo Dan sat on either side, with only Xu Fan in the center. Additionally, Xu Fan had an aura of cool detachment, leading the attendant to determine without much deliberation that he was the person in charge among the three.

“Open a bottle of red wine. And there’s no need to come in again unless necessary,” Xu Fan said indifferently.

“Alright!” The attractive attendant skillfully picked up the corkscrew and, with a pop, opened a bottle of imported red wine, then set it on the table, saying, “Please enjoy, boss. If you need anything, feel free to call for me.”

“Alright, you can go now,” Zhao Dong said to the beautiful attendant with a hint of reluctance. After she left the room, he poured a glass of red wine for both Xu Fan and Mo Luo Dan.

“Young master, I don’t know when I’ll be able to repay your kindness for recognizing my abilities. For today, let me offer a toast to the young master first,” Zhao Dong said as he filled his glass to the brim and raised it toward Xu Fan.

“You just need to do your job well from now on. Following me, you’ll certainly make something of yourself,” Xu Fan clinked glasses with Zhao Dong and finished his drink in one gulp.

After exchanging a few more toasts, almost everyone had arrived, and the lights inside the hotel began to dim.

Xu Fan glanced down once more. Xu Yixue and Ye Xiaoning were sitting in the center of the downstairs hall, with Tongtong in Ye Xiaoning’s arms, her little head incessantly looking around curiously, not sitting still at all.

In private room number two, Young Master Qin raised his glass and had a couple of drinks with Master Chou, arrogantly saying, “Master, I wonder how high my Qin family’s chances are of winning today?”

“Young master, among today’s guests, it seems that there’s no shortage of distinguished figures. Moreover, you should pay more attention to the people in the other nine private rooms upstairs. I have the feeling that they will be the final competitors for the last and most important item,” Chou Jiukun advised Qin Haowen with a note of caution.

“Then I’ll have to rely on Master Chou. If, and I mean if, we fail to secure the final showpiece item at the auction, my old man’s strict order is to get it for the Qin family at all costs, even if it means stealing it! Do you understand what I mean?” Qin Haowen looked at Chou Jiukun, speaking seriously.

“Understood!” Chou Jiukun clenched his fist with confidence and responded.