"Sister Yang, you better focus more on the public relation." Ling Qingyu gave a suggestion. "As long as you have a positive influence on the public, the rest becomes easy. How about the pieces of advice, me and Sister Tang told you?"
Yang Qingyue tapped her chin. "I've only arranged the task force to set up an emergency traffic response unit for the critical patients. As for the live broadcast and media technique, the new innovation—I might have to disappoint my sister."
Ling Qingyu nodded, despite not being satisfied with the results. Yang Qingyue was stuck in the old ideas. As a fresh blood, she must choose a path different from the rest, creating a trend.
"If you are talking about having financial difficulties to hire celebrities, you can pull it from my donated amount, or here is my ready-made sister." Ling Qingyu pointed at her cheap sister.
Although Ling Yunxiang was in a controversial quagmire, the discussion around her name had become clearer and cleaner. A healthy atmosphere rose under Athena's suppression.
Not to mention her threat against the Qin family worked superbly, cutting off further antagonizing movements which could harm Ling Yunxiang. In other words, Ling Yunxiang now fell under Ling Qingyu's protection, without having to worry.
Her status had been raised again and the previous salty black reputation now overturned with appropriate analysis by eager netizens and experts, including those hired by Ling Qingyu.
Overall, letting Ling Yunxiang work for Yang Qingyue, even for a short moment, was a suitable option. Yang Qingyue thought more and didn't agree straight away.
She felt hiring celebrities to promote her police force wasn't a down-to-earth approach. What if her subordinates broadcasted themselves to the public, providing a close look at their work? The idea seemed feasible.
Hearing Yang Qingyue's approach, Ling Qingyu beamed with smiles and nodded. "But your public relations department will become busy soon. I'm sure, once you make an announcement, so many platforms will come to you."
"Aren't you envious?" Yang Qingyue asked cheekily, obviously pointing out another source of wealth.
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"Didn't you just say a moment ago, not to bite more than you can chew?" Ling Qingyu said with a smile. "If you're willing to wait a while, I can complete the platform for you but the disadvantage is as a newcomer, the exposure will be extremely low. I'm sure it will be fine after a while but your intended goals might be late."
Yang Qingyue's eyes turned gentle. Even though the greedy businesswoman in front of her always sought wealth, she wouldn't cheat her friend, especially after pointing out the pros and cons.
Ling Qingyu: Excuse me?
Actually, Yang Qingyue already noticed the situation but she was willing to sell a bit to repay gratitude toward Ling Qingyu.
Both conversed while in the background competition of price tags ensued. Ling Qingyu's and Yang Qingyue's harmonious scene contrasted the heated battle of wealth.
The two women also stopped chatting and focused their attention on the items presented. Another 2 items had already been auctioned after Ling Qingyu bought the epee.
There were more expensive than hers and she wasn't surprised. The latter the line the more valuable the items were. Every arrangement followed such principle.
"Now, let us see the ancient vases from the Alyssian era." The host exclaimed with excitement. "We've two emerald vases, inscribed with sculptures and patterns, describing the history. Don't worry, guests, we've verified with pertinent experts about the authenticity of the items. Now, let's begin with 1 million, each increment is 100,000."
Ling Qingyu's eyes lit up after the items were unveiled. The emerald vase with golden lining, despite lacking in luster, its aura told the onlookers what legend it had witnessed. Alyssian era, which Ling Qingyu had no idea whether it resembled the Roman Empire in her past world.
A short while later, a burst of cries, calling the prices, increased the amount rapidly. "1.1 million!"
"5.1 million." Ling Qingyu tilted her head in the direction of the voice and saw the same man who gave a mocking smile at her before.
This time, his expression proved something was amiss. Ling Qingyu's intuition believed the sudden conjecture to avoid trouble and let the man take the vases away.
Nonetheless, Ling Qingyu wasn't someone who easily gave up and fought for it. To dissuade the opponent from continuing to follow, Ling Qingyu returned the gentle smile, her expression difficult to interpret.
But what she said brought a strong deterrence. "6 million."
The host was also in utter disbelief. Everyone eyed Ling Qingyu in a different light, who had become more and more unfathomable.
Ling Qingyu noticed the change in attitudes of the onlookers. The corner of her eyes even captured Lin Fan deeply scrutinizing her. Ling Qingyu was keen on grabbing the antique vases.
Her heart somehow yearned as if these vases had something she highly sought. Having asked Miss System several times, Ling Qingyu received a negative answer. However, she was by no means giving up on them.
She hoped the male protagonist didn't get involved. Otherwise, she didn't mind killing his prestige and confidence.
Although she didn't admit herself, she liked pressing the protagonist's head to the ground so much, given any opportunity.
But her enjoyment wasn't for long, the man pursued: "6.1 million."
Ling Qingyu had a suspicion—wouldn't this man trying to disrupt her? She didn't mind, since money could solve problems, what was the matter with spending a little more millions.
"6.5 million." Ling Qingyu said.
"6.6 million." By now Ling Qingyu would be a fool if she didn't recognize the man wasn't giving some trouble.
The onlookers also discovered the situation and sat behind the scenes, eating melons. Two big individuals were now fighting and the show was exclusively for them to watch.
Ling Qingyu breathed to calm down, analyzed the reason why this man was antagonizing her, and responded harder. In terms of wealth, there was no one who could match her in this world.
Of course, when it was time to give up, she would. But if she didn't teach a hard lesson, she wouldn't be Ling Qingyu.
"7 million."
"7.1 million."
Sure enough, he was adding 100,000 yuan every time she pronounced a price. Yang Qingyue held Ling Qingyu to stop following the opponents' rhythm. "You should know, someone is trying to calculate you. Where's the talented woman I see?"
Ling Qingyu patted her hand to assure her, she had her emotions in control and announced. "7.5 million."
"7.6 million."
"What is the identity of the man and why is he trying to fight me?" Ling Qingyu asked with a confused face.
Yang Qingyue sighed and shook her head. She also didn't know. Otherwise, she had already informed the man's background.