The School Beauty's Super Rogue

Hope Mansion, top floor.

The spacious hall was packed, with every chair occupied.

From their attire, it was clear that everyone seated here was either wealthy or of high status.

As Qin Hao and Lin Yuhan entered, countless pairs of eyes turned towards them.

Qin Hao scanned the exhibition hall. The seats up front were already taken, unsurprisingly, but he quickly located Fenglin Group's sign and calmly took a seat with Lin Yuhan.

Many looked on with expressions of amusement, but Qin Hao's composure was so steady that it bored them, causing their mocking gazes to wander away.

A small number of people, however, continued to watch Qin Hao and Lin Yuhan, their eyes filled with hostility.

Qin Hao returned each gaze, seeing the signs labeled with "Group Representative," proudly representing the Ten Great Families.

In addition, there was a gaze filled with hatred and anger.

The owner of this gaze was around thirty years old, with a somewhat standout appearance but an overly grim expression, giving a very irritable impression.

No need to say, anyone who hated him this much must be Shangguan Feihong.

Throwing a mocking smile towards Shangguan Feihong, Qin Hao naturally placed his large hand around Lin Yuhan's waist.

Not far away, Shangguan Feihong's face twisted as he saw this scene, and he said to a subordinate beside him, "Tell the Tai Chi Sect to be ready to ambush. Once the auction ends, I want Qin Hao's right hand chopped off!"

Lin Yuhan was a reserved woman, but to vent her resentment, she dropped her queenly demeanor and deliberately rested her head on Qin Hao's shoulder, appearing like a delicate bird, causing Shangguan Feihong's face to change again, swearing, "Damn bitch, once I chop off that little bastard's hand, let's see how I take you apart!"

"Ahem, ahem... Thank you all for attending this auction. I, Mr. Luo, express my gratitude once again..."

At this moment, a bald man with a dignified face made some official remarks from the podium. After his idle chatter ended, the auction officially began.

A well-presentable auctioneer took the stage, smiling at everyone as she said, "The starting bid for this auction is five million. Let the bidding begin now."

As the auctioneer finished speaking, numerous companies quickly raised their bidding signs.

"Five million five hundred thousand!"

"Six million!"

"Eight million!"

"..."

There were plenty of well-funded companies within the province. For them, a project in collaboration with the government almost guaranteed financial security for the coming years.

A starting bid of five million was thus too low for most even to consider.

As such, the price soared rapidly, soon breaking through the ten million mark.

Up to now, neither Feihong Group nor any of the Ten Great Families had made a move.

They all seemed confident and composed, filled with absolute assurance about this auction.

At the back, Qin Hao appeared very calm in demeanor and attitude, but he felt Lin Yuhan's palm growing slightly sweaty. He turned to comfort her, "You're this nervous before even starting to bid."

Lin Yuhan's tone was a bit blunt, "We prepared thirty million this time, plus bank loans totaling only forty million. The price's rising too fast; it's not looking good."

As they spoke, the price continued to soar.

"Twelve million!"

"Fifteen million!"

"Twenty million!"

"..."

It must be said, there were indeed many wealthy individuals in the province. As this figure was reached, most people in the venue had raised their signs, contributing to the twenty million.

"Luohua Pharmaceutical Company bids twenty-five million. Is there any other company that wants to compete?"

In the room, the auctioneer's voice rang out again. Others continued raising their signs, albeit not as frequently as before.

The numbers kept climbing, soon surpassing thirty-eight million.

By then, most mid-sized companies of modest financial strength had been eliminated. Those still able to bid were almost exclusively large firms from the Provincial City.

"How long are we going to dawdle! Young Master Shangguan, just take it already."

The speaker was an old man beside Shangguan Feihong. He was Sun Xiang, the representative of the Sun Family among the Ten Great Families, who had been glaring at Qin Hao with malicious intent because of a past grudge against him.

"In that case, let Mr. Sun place the bid for me."

Shangguan Feihong cast a cold glance at Qin Hao, speaking with considerable arrogance.

Now the Ten Great Families were united, with financial resources so vast it was unstoppable. In Shangguan Feihong's view, unless all the companies present banded together, no one could compete in terms of wealth.

Sun Xiang was overjoyed, lifted his sign without hesitation, and boasted smugly, "Bickering over bids is a waste of time. Let's cut to the chase. Fifty million!"

As this figure emerged, many company representatives turned pale and silently put down their signs.

It's no joke to compete against a super company. Raising the stakes now would be self-humiliating.

The representatives present were shrewd; they didn't even come with the intention of winning the auction.

After all, the Feihong Group was a joint entity of Beijing's Noble Young Masters and the Ten Great Families.

A lone company against eleven? Impossible!

Nobody was arrogant to that extent, so they all sensibly chose to concede.

Thus, the bidding stopped, the number frozen at fifty million.

The auctioneer wore a sweet smile, "Now, Boss Sun of the Feihong Group bids fifty million. Are there any other companies wishing to bid?"

Meanwhile, Lin Yuhan appeared utterly despondent, murmuring, "It's over. Fenglin's gone..."

"What are you talking about?"

Beside her, Qin Hao tapped her nose, smiling, "Ignoring my presence, huh?"

As he spoke, he casually raised his sign, indicating a number "6" with his hand.

"Fenglin Group bids sixty million!"

The auctioneer almost announced the auction result before noticing Qin Hao's gesture, her eyes flashing with surprise, and her smile widening even more.

What, did the Fenglin Group really dare to go head-on?

Upon hearing the auctioneer, many CEOs in the venue instinctively turned around, looking over at Qin Hao and Lin Yuhan.

None of them expected Fenglin Group to step forward at such a sensitive moment.

Although some felt admiration, many more were sympathetic.

Competing financially with Feihong Group? Fenglin's move was like looking for death!

"Heh, this just got interesting."

Shangguan Feihong gave Qin Hao an amused look, raised his sign before Sun Xiang could, and boasted full of arrogance, "Seventy million!"

After speaking, he provocatively waved his hand at Qin Hao, as if to say: Compete with me in wealth, you're not qualified.

Qin Hao silently cursed "idiot," smiling as he raised his sign again, indicating the number "8."

How could the auctioneer not understand? Overjoyed, she exclaimed, "Fenglin Group bids eighty million! Is there anyone else who wishes to bid?"