C13

The banquet was held in the great hall. In the great hall of 3000 square meters, close to a hundred people stood, and no one could feel the congestion.

The purpose of this reunion was to celebrate Chu Zhengxiong's birthday, so the moment he walked in, he immediately became the focus of everyone's attention.

And naturally, they also saw Liu Du. Out of the hundred or so people, only seven or eight saw the scene at the entrance, so they were all very unfamiliar with him.

"Who is this Young people? Why is he walking together with Elder Chu? " Among the myriad of birthday prayers, there were also different voices.

"I don't know him, but to be able to get the favor of Elder Chu, he is definitely not an ordinary person."

"Yes, this Young people should be the young master from the family above." As he spoke, he mysteriously pointed upwards with his hand.

Ling Feng also stared intently at Liu Du, unable to hide the jealousy in his eyes, "Elder Chu actually knows him, isn't this a little too exaggerated?"

His mouth opened in a big 'O' shape, and his face was full of surprise.

Beside him, Zhong Meimei's beautiful eyes moved, she was so enchanting that it seemed as though water was about to fall out of her eyes. Her charming eyes were unable to shift away from Liu Du's body, and it was unknown what she was thinking about.

An Zhixuan stood right beside Ling Feng. He had also seen Liu Du, but his face was filled with astonishment. Ling Feng's words had woken him up, but he merely snorted in an unconcerned tone, "Hmph, I know this kid.

"Oh?" Ling Feng turned his head and looked towards An Zhixuan, "Zhixuan, you really know him? Is he your friend? "

"Humph!" An Zhixuan disdainfully snorted. The disdain in his eyes grew even stronger as he said, "I know him, but he's not a friend."

Seeing An Zhixuan's expression, Ling Feng started to understand a little. An Zhixuan had a grudge with Liu Du, and after blinking his eyes a few times, he immediately walked over to him with a smile, "Zhixuan, what exactly happened? Tell me."

An Zhixuan still looked as if he had not calmed down. He coldly glanced at Liu Du, and then said in a low voice: "Actually, this bumpkin is just an intern in a county hospital, he hasn't even gone to university. His father has opened a clinic, but somehow fawned over the Chu Clan, hmph!"

Ling Feng's brows knitted slightly. He did not completely believe An Zhixuan's words. How could a bumpkin with no foundation possibly enter the eyes of the Chu Clan?

"That's unlikely, isn't it?" Ling Feng slowly asked out the question in his heart.

"How is that impossible? My cousin is the doctor of the county hospital. He told me about this, how could I be wrong?" An Zhixuan twitched his mouth. He reached for a cup of wine from a passing waiter and shook his hand, "This brat stole my cousin's girlfriend. That's why my cousin investigated him and found out that he's just a country bumpkin."

Ling Feng's eyes flickered unsteadily as he looked at An Zhixuan's swaying wine cup. The blood red wine reflected on his face, reflecting a trace of sinister intent. He could not help but shudder, and instantly woke up.

"Fine, let's drink our wine. Who cares about who this brat is?" Ling Feng thought of the reason, and picked up the wine cup in his hand, and lightly touched An Zhixuan's cup, and took a small sip.

An Zhixuan was slightly startled, he obviously did not expect Ling Feng to say this. Could it be that what he felt just now was fake?

Just as he was about to drink his wine, he saw Zhong Meimei's eyes that were as charming as water pouring all over Liu Du's body. He could not help but smile wickedly as a plan formed in his heart: "Young Master Ling, I see that your girlfriend is really interested in this bumpkin."

As the saying goes, the one who speaks is careful, the one who listens is even more careful. Ling Feng turned his head, and saw Zhong Meimei's abnormal look, and immediately revealed an angry look in his eyes. He coldly snorted, but Zhong Meimei, who was watching by the side, was completely captivated by it, and did not notice at all.

Ling Feng was even more furious, flames seemed to be burning in his eyes, while An Zhixuan followed up unintentionally: "Ai, with just one sentence from this bumpkin, I'm afraid that there will be many girls fighting for the chance to climb onto his bed."

"Scram!" Ling Feng suppressed his voice and roared, he turned his head and no longer looked at Zhong Mei, he stared at Liu Du hatefully, as though he was a wild beast waiting for the right opportunity to attack.

The moment Chu Tiange walked in from the old man, he noticed that the old man's intimacy with Liu Du, as well as the depression that had been plaguing his face for a long time, had also disappeared. He immediately thought of the old man's words, that his daughter's illness should fall on this Young people.

So, he quickly walked towards Chu Zhengxiong. When the two of them were approaching, he asked with a voice that only two people could hear: "Dad, is it about Chuchu, that you have a way?"

Chu Zhengxiong faintly nodded his head, "Mn."

After patting him on the shoulder, Chen Changsheng no longer paid any attention to him and walked straight to the platform.

"Everyone, please calm down." Chu Zhengxiong's mouth had a faint smile on it, his hands pressed down, signalling everyone not to speak.

Seeing that it was the Old Master Chu Clan who wanted to speak, who dared not to give him face? The great hall immediately quietened down.

Chu Zhengxiong smiled as he looked at everyone, and said in a very soft voice, "Everyone, today is my sixty-fifth birthday. Thank you all for coming.

Upon hearing his words, the rest of the crowd immediately broke into laughter as they replied, "It's no trouble at all. It's our honor to be able to celebrate Elder Chu's birthday."

"Actually, the reason why I came up was because I wanted to say a few words. I also wanted to do one thing."

Chu Tiange quietly looked at the old man below. He was a little surprised by the old man's sudden decision, but in the next moment, he smiled. It seemed that his daughter's illness was really hopeful.

When the people below heard that Chu Zhengxiong wanted to announce something, they couldn't help but to listen intently, afraid that they would miss out on a single word. This was a good opportunity to get close to the Chu Clan.

Chu Zhengxiong looked at the reaction below and felt satisfied, his tone also becoming higher: "This matter, is because of my personal collections, wanting to use this opportunity to auction it off. As for the money for the auction, I will donate it to the Hope Project, and use it on those poor children."

This matter was actually Chu Zhengxiong's temporary decision, but it was also a long time thinking about it. Ever since his granddaughter got sick, he had the thought of doing charity work.

"What?" Elder Chu is actually auctioning his own collection? " The crowd below could not help but become chaotic, as they did not expect that Chu Zhengxiong would take out his own collection to auction.

"'s old man's collection. Those are all precious treasures, even if they were ordinary collection, they would still be extraordinary if they had passed through your hands, Old Man Chu's collection!" The one who spoke was a middle-aged man. It was obvious that he was thinking about something more than that, since Chu Clan was one of the few people who could be counted on one hand in the Zhengyuan County, or even in the entire Bluesea City.

He wanted to use the auction to get closer to the Chu Clan and sell him personal favors, but there were still a lot of people present. Thus, as soon as Old Man Chu spoke, he received a high-profile response from below.

"Alright, Elder Chu has a noble character, how would we dare to not try our best!" His advertising company had monopolized the advertising world of the Zhengyuan County, and he had handed over all the businesses in the area of Chu Clan to him. This was why this was the first time he stood out to support him.

Chu Zhengxiong smiled, and lightly pressed down with both hands: "Since that's the case, let the auction begin." Saying that, he turned and looked at Mo Changde: "Chang De, go and bring all the treasures that I have prepared."

There were a total of eleven items that were being auctioned, the first one being a single word, which was Mr. Feng Shan's imitation of the Lan Ting sequence. For Mr. Feng Shan's recent work, the words were peaceful, connected to the flesh and blood, which was different from the one Liu Du saw in Meng Yuqing's house.

Seeing this piece of work being placed first, some people who loved to collect calligraphy began to feel pleased with themselves.

"This piece of work was written by mister Fengshan for three years. At that time, the old master bought it for five hundred thousand yuan, so today's starting price is five hundred thousand yuan, and every bid is ten thousand. Let the auction begin." Mo Changde slowly surveyed the crowd and indicated for them to bid.

"One million!" Fu Zhongzheng was the first to bid, and directly raised the bid to a million. With the original value of this calligraphy piece, it was only worth around 700,000. However, as the Chu Clan was supporting him, he had to show his support first.

On an occasion like this, everyone was familiar with each other. They also knew about the relationship between Dai Gang and Chu Clan, and the value of this calligraphy was already much higher than its own, so naturally no one would snatch the limelight away from Dazzling Spring.

As expected, this mister Fengshan's Lan Ting Preface was auctioned off for one million yuan.

In the blink of an eye, it was the seventh item in the collection. There was a set of golden needles, both long and short, a total of thirty-six of them, either because they had been placed there for a long time or because they had always been like this.

When Mo Changde took out this treasure, he looked at Chu Zhengxiong, only to realize that no one was looking at him, and was staring at this set of golden needles. He sighed in his heart and introduced it, "This set of golden needles was obtained by the old master during the ten years of chaos.

Looking at this set of needles, Liu Du's eyes became warm. What he lacked was exactly this, although he bought a set of needles, it was still comparable to the set in front of him.

However, the starting price was fifty thousand yuan. He looked at the people around him, but didn't have a strong reaction to this set of golden needles. After all, they were not doctors, so they couldn't use this kind of thing.

As a result, most people chose to leave and didn't bid.

"Sixty thousand!" Finally, someone deliberately trying to get a good relationship with the Chu Clan raised the starting price by ten thousand, breaking the deadlock.

Following his shout, the atmosphere turned cold once again. Mo Changde did not mind and laughed softly: "No one bid anymore?"

Whether intentionally or not, he glanced at Liu Du and slowly said: "If no one bids, then this set of golden needles, will be sold for sixty thousand."

"Seventy thousand!" Liu Du finally revealed his own trump card, but inwardly he was a little nervous, he did not have that much money, he could only find someone else to borrow it from after the event. A hundred thousand, he set himself a goal, more than one hundred thousand, it would not be easy for him to borrow it even if he wanted to.

"Eighty thousand!" Just as Liu Du was about to yell out seventy thousand, Ling Feng suddenly shouted out right after. He looked coldly at Liu Du with contempt and disdain.

At first, he didn't want to participate in this kind of auction, but seeing that Liu Du wanted this set of golden needles, he decided to fight for it. What you want, I definitely won't let you have it.

Seeing that someone had bid, Liu Du did not feel anything either. After all, this was an auction, and those who had the ability would be given it. He could only helplessly raise his hand again: "Ninety thousand!"

"One hundred thousand!" Ling Feng called out a hundred thousand without hesitation.

Only then did Liu Du feel that something was wrong, he looked towards Ling Feng, and just happened to meet Ling Feng's gaze, provoking him.

"Hey, when did I offend this guy? Why do I feel like he hates me so much, as if he's specifically targeting me?" Liu Du was puzzled, but he did not understand the reason.

Only that one hundred thousand gold coins had already exceeded his limit. Although he really wanted that set of golden needles, his strength was not enough.

Gritting his teeth, Liu Du finally raised his sign: "One hundred and ten thousand!"

However, Ling Feng didn't have any intention of letting him go. With a provocative smile, the corner of his mouth curled into a disdainful sneer: "One hundred and twenty thousand!"

After shouting, he mouthed some words to Liu Du: You can't!

His gaze gradually turned cold, but the blood in his body continued to heat up. Damn it, don't force me! Liu Du tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart.

The surrounding people also felt that something was wrong with the two of them, but they thought that it was two Young people s who were using their Dou Qi to look at Liu Du at the same time.

When Mo Changde took out the set of golden needles, he was slightly startled. How did he forget about this? Liu Du was a Chinese medicine, so he should be given this. It was just that he had kept these things a long time ago, so he had forgotten about the set of golden needles.

He lightly nudged his son. Chu Tiange understood and walked towards Liu Du: "Liu Du, go ahead and bid, I will pay for all the fees."

Liu Du looked at him, thinking to himself, you've finally come, and I was just about to go talk to you about the medical fees. Thus, he smiled lightly: "No, deduct it from my fees."

Liu Du's voice was very soft and it only reached Chu Tiange's ears. Chu Tiange was slightly startled, and did not speak anymore. Instead, he walked towards his father.

"One hundred and fifty thousand!" With money, Liu Du was determined to get this golden needle. Moreover, this money was so easily obtained, it made him feel even more pain when spending it.

The spectators, however, weren't clear on what the two had said. They only saw the intimacy between the two of them.

"Looks like this young lad has quite a bit of potential, but we must get to know him well." The one who spoke was Fu Zhongzheng, he had a close relationship with Chu Clan, and seeing that both Chu Zhengxiong and his son favored Liu Du, he could not help but have a sense of familiarity.

Amongst the crowd, there were quite a few people who reported on such thoughts. When they looked at the battle between him and Ling Feng, more or less, they felt that it was a schadenfreude.

"Reckless thing, you actually dared to challenge someone from the Chu Clan."

"Young people, you always have no idea how high the sky is and how deep the earth is!"

"Hehe, I'm afraid this time, the Ling Family will not have a good ending."

"Feng, stop messing around!" It was actually Ling Feng's uncle who noticed that something was amiss. He was afraid that his nephew might cause some trouble for the family so he stood up in time to greet him.

Ling Feng swallowed his anger, he still wanted to raise his hand, but was stopped by his uncle, "Enough, do you really want to cause trouble for our family?"

No one else competed with Liu Du. At one hundred and fifty thousand, Liu Du obtained this set of golden needles.