latelenovela Chapter 17: President Pei Spends 8 Million on His Beloved Wife at Auction
Chapter 17: President Pei Spends 8 Million on His Beloved Wife at Auction
The next day, Yan Zhuoyu put the supplementary card in her bag and called the chef away. Just before she was about to leave, the housekeeper suddenly stopped her.
Yan Zhuoyu asked in confusion, "Uncle Tian, what's wrong?"
The butler handed over a car key with both hands: "Mr. Pei has purchased a new car for you, which was delivered to the garage this morning. Would you like to take this new car for a trip?"
Yan Zhuoyu took the keys, her gaze falling on the iconic car logo on them, and raised an eyebrow, saying, "A Range Rover?"
"Are you sure it was bought for me?"
"Absolutely confirmed, this was specially chosen for you by President Pei." The butler nodded with a smile.
Stepping into the garage, the brand-new Land Rover Range Rover immediately comes into view, its smooth lines exuding a powerful and untamed charm.
Undeniably, Yan Zhuoyu's mood improved after seeing the car.
At least Mr. Pei is still willing to spend money on her, his wife, and that's enough.
She casually tossed her black and gold LV bag onto the passenger seat, then started the engine and drove the new car toward the company.
As soon as she arrived at the company, Qiao Xinyun put her in a "prison".
At 6 p.m., Yan Zhuoyu, having finished a day of classes, appeared at the arrival gate, her hands and feet trembling.
She was wearing a gray sun-protective shirt, and even though she was exhausted, she couldn't help but feel excited that her best friend was returning home.
A familiar voice came from behind: "Hey beautiful, what are you looking at? I'm right here!"
Qin Zhuyue was dressed casually, with a plaid shirt and classic jeans under a baseball cap. Standing at 1.75 meters tall and with short, light chestnut hair, she exuded the aura of an artistic youth.
"Postpartum period!"
As soon as Yan Zhuoyu turned around, Qin Zhuyue lifted her up by the waist with one hand, took off the ground, and spun her around.
After regaining her balance, she hugged Qin Zhuyue tightly, saying, "Come on, let's go to my house."
"I've also brought over the Pei family's chef, along with snacks, drinks, and movies. Everything's ready, except for you!"
Qin Zhuyue, speaking in a high-pitched voice, leaned close to her: "Your Majesty, I have nothing to repay you with. This long night is entirely at your service."
"Don't give me that." Yan Zhuoyu shrugged, feigning disgust.
"Hey, didn't you say you were going abroad this time to find inspiration by dating a romantic Frenchman? Why did you come back after only a week?"
"Don't even mention it. I ran into a mad dog and impulsively kissed him while drunk. We were a man and a woman, and it was in a bar, what's the big deal? That guy was like a chaste and virtuous man, chasing after me relentlessly. I was so scared that I ran back home as fast as I could."
The two chatted and laughed all the way, attracting the attention of many passersby.
From behind, they do look like a young couple. Even if you can't see the woman's face clearly, her outstanding temperament is hard to ignore. The two of them look very well-matched.
A man wearing a black T-shirt and cargo pants casually followed behind Yan Zhuoyu and her companion.
His hand holding the phone hung naturally at his side, blending into the crowd without showing any abnormality, but the camera was quietly pointed at the two of them.
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In France, a grand auction is in full swing, with the venue filled with wealthy businessmen from all over the country.
In the VIP auction room on the second floor, two handsome men were sitting.
The man on the right casually toyed with the jade walnut in his hand, the silver-white streaks at his temples particularly striking. His eyes held a hint of mockery as he glanced at the exquisite gift boxes stacked beside Pei Weijin.
"Tsk tsk tsk, people with families are really different. I remember someone once said that jewelry is just colorful stones with no investment value whatsoever, but now he's splurgeing on it for his wife?"
Pei Weijin glanced at him and said indifferently, "My wife likes it, that's the greatest investment value."
"As for you, I heard you were seduced and then abandoned."
Upon hearing this, Fu Zhuchen paused slightly in his hand as he played with the walnuts, and gritted his teeth as he squeezed out a few words: "Who told you that?"
Pei Weijin chuckled, glancing meaningfully at the auction screen, without giving a direct response.
At this moment, on the auction stage, the auctioneer is passionately introducing a crown carved from rare violet jade – the "Purple Jade Crown".
Under the cool light, it gleamed, exuding nobility, mystery, and elegance.
"Distinguished guests, please allow me to unveil the highlight of today's auction—the Purple Jade Crown. It is not only a treasure of art, but also a symbol of inheritance and love..."
Fu Zhuchen thought for a moment, then said angrily, "Whether it was that bastard surnamed Huo who told you, I knew it! He can't keep his mouth shut!"
"What did he say to you? Hmm?"
He pressed Pei Weijin for answers with a hint of impatience, but the other party remained unmoved, or rather, completely ignored him, his attention entirely focused on the auctioneer.
Fu Zhuchen's interest was piqued, and he glanced at it as well, then scoffed, "A gimmick, what crown that Queen Elizabeth wore? Would she dare say that standing in front of someone's grave?"
"What love magic, what perfect luck? She's just bragging!"
"The bidding starts at 3 million. If you ask me, anyone who believes this is a complete idiot..."
Before he could finish speaking, the shrewd investor next to him, widely recognized in the business world, decisively pressed the bidding bell.
Pei Weijin remained calm and composed, offering a price: "Five hundred million."
Upon hearing this, the auctioneer's eyes flashed with surprise, then he excitedly struck the gavel: "Mr. Pei from the VIP room has bid 500 million. Is there any higher bid?"
The entire room fell silent, and everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.
Who would spend 5 million on a fragile item? That's a waste of time; it has absolutely no value!
But that young Chinese investor has always been ruthless; what if there's a secret hidden behind this?
The person in another VIP room gritted their teeth and raised the price: "Five hundred and one million."
The auctioneer's smile faded slightly, as if he hadn't expected anyone to bid so high.
Pei Weijin raised the stake again: "8 million."
The entire audience erupted in uproar, and even Fu Zhuchen was stunned.
The auctioneer grinned from ear to ear, brought his gavel down again, and asked loudly, "Anything higher?"
No one dared to compete with him anymore, and the Purple Jade Crown smoothly fell into Pei Weijin's hands.
Fu Zhuchen was dumbfounded, "No way..."
Pei Weijin asked, "What did you just say?"
"nothing."
Fu Zhuchen shook his head repeatedly, never expecting that the brainless one was President Pei.
Oh no, no, no, this Purple Jade Crown must have something special about it.
As the auction concluded, French media swarmed in. Pei Weijin walked out slowly, escorted by bodyguards, while reporters followed closely behind, bombarding him with pointed questions.
"Mr. Pei, hello. Is your trip to France solely for the auction?"
"What is so special about the Purple Jade Crown that made you willing to spend 800 million?"
"President Pei's move has undoubtedly overturned the public's perception of you. What unique insights do you have to share with the public regarding such a high-priced bid?"
Pei Weijin paused, looking at the reporter with a half-smile.
"I am indeed a businessman who is only interested in profit, but love is not an investment that can be quantified. As a suitor, I should not and will not calculate gains and losses."