Chapter 167 - IAmFashionista (IV)

"3 billion."

"..." 

It was a deafening silence that lasted for a few seconds. 

The battle that they thought would end was just actually starting. No, it only has begun for Xiong Zhi.

Mr. Cang was so speechless did he forgot to said the words 'going once..'

However, the most shocked of all was Xiong Wuyue and the normal guest who was bidding.

'That bitch! She's doing it intentionally!'

Xiong Wuyue's face was pale. Her pale hands griped the dress tightly. However, when she touched the red rubber she put down jer hands and clenched it. She could not destroy her dress. She still has to wear it on her birthday.

She did not disguise her glare at Xiong Zhi. No. She could not control it. Her insides were raging. It raged more when Xiong Zhi met her with a smirk. And Xiong Zhi mouthed to her, 

'That dress is mine.'

Xiong Wuyue's eyes turned red from anger. Her hands were shaking in uncontrollable anger. She wanted to thrash everything and throw it to that smiling face.

'I'll kill her! I'll kill her! '

However, even she was in stage no one noticed her complexion. Because all the people were trying to look at the table in the front. They wanted to find out where that voice came from.

Since it was from the front they knew it was a VVIP. 

The normal guest who was bidding stand up from the shock. Even he was wearing a mask, it could not hide his open mouth.

They heard the voice again.

"I think no one will bid anymore. I guess the dress is mine?" Xiong Zhi reminded Mr. Cang who turned speechless.

Xiong Wuyue wanted to shout 'no'. However, her upbringing told her to not lose manner at this moment. Not in front of these people.

"Ah. 3-3 B-billion! Going once! Going twice!S-!" Mr. Cang stuttered as he counted.

" I-I think! "

However, he stopped because a voice sounded beside him. Since that voice was near Mr. Cang and the mike, her voice sounded in the whole room.

Xiong Wuyue glanced at the people and Mr. Cang who looked at her. She just interrupted the auction.

Xiong Wuyue looked at the back.

"I think. I think the gentleman at the back is raising his hands. He is still bidding."

All the heads turned to the back.

The man who was still standing woke up from his shock when all the heads turned to him. He was fl.u.s.tered. He looked at the front. To the girl on the stage. The fact that the girl mentioned him was a signal for him to keep bidding.

The normal guest was sweating. 

3 Billion.

That's too much.

Even he has money, he could not just spend 1.5 Billion for a mere dress.

"Are you still bidding, esteemed sir from table 25?"

Mr. Cang asked him.

"I-"

The normal guest closed his eyes. He wanted to bid. He would have fame, reputation, connections, and authority if he got this dress. Maybe he could also raise in status in IAmFashionista. His dream of seating together with the VVIP was within his reach once he got this dress. He has a feeling he would be. If the price rises higher he just needs to change the deal from that Xiong. If they don't accept the revised deal, he would gift it to the girl at the front table. Since that girl was at the front she probably came from one of the legendary families. He would then have a good connection with them. All those things were so precious that it cost more than just 3 Billion.

"I..I wanted to bid." His voice that was slightly shaking made all the guests murmured.

Xiong Wuyue sighed in relief then she glared at that smiling face again.

Mr. Cang was the happiest.

"Alright! Let's continue the bidding!"

"3.5 Billion." The normal guest continued.

"5 Billion." Xiong Zhi leaned back in her chair. She was leisurely bidding. Her voice was just relaxed like that 5 billion was nothing to her. Well, it wasn't her money anyway, that was why she was relaxed.

"5-5.5 Billion." The man's voice shook more. 

"7 billion." Xiong Zhi looked at Xiong Wuyue who was watching them anxiously.

Xiong Zhi laughed at this. 

'This girl did not even realize the value of money.' 

If not for the sake of annoying Xiong Wuyue, Xiong Zhi wouldn't waste money like this. She was thankful again that it was a gift for her.

"7! 7.1" the man's voice was soft that it was like a whisper.

"10 Billion." Xiong Zhi said then she took a sip on her wine. 

'Ah. It's so relaxing to waste money like this. Especially, when it's not mine.'

However, she did not see the twitch on the corner of Old Xiong's mouth.

"10!" It was Mr. Cang. He was so shocked. He never had imagined that he sell a dress for 10 Billion! It was ten times the maximum price!

Shocking!

Even the guest was so shocked. They murmured among each other. The media who was there were quickly writing in their notepad. This bidding would surely be in Asia's history.

Xiong Wuyue doesn't care. They had a lot of money. She remembered his father sponsored a certain entertainment company for 10 billion as well so that she could be the main character of that series.

That amount was nothing for her and to his father.

It was true. For the legendary Xiong family that amount was big but bearable. It was like one paper bill for them. They still had many paper bills.

"10.." Oh gosh. Can he continue? The normal guest's hand was shaking. 

"10.5" His voice comes out forcefully.

"Mmm." Xiong Zhi keeps drinking. Old Xiong reached out for his wine as well. His throat was a bit dry for gulping many times.

10 billion. That was enough to cover the loss for one month from ArtWorld.

He drunk his wine. He thought the cost was nothing. It was his first time giving something for his granddaughter. It was natural that it was expensive.

'Hmm..thats right. As long as it did not reach 20 Billion.'

Old Xiong actually said the same thing when Xiong Zhi was just bidding around 5 billion. He said that it was alright as long as it did not reach ten billion.

"20 Billion. The dress is mine." Xiong Zhi's cool voice struck the people speechless.

"Cough!" Old Xiong almost choked by drinking his wine.

Xiong Zhi glanced at him. She whispered with concern, 

"Is 20 Billion not enough?" 

"Cough. No. It's enough. For sure that man could not bid any more. 20 Billion is actually our revenue for a whole month. For some companies, 20 Billion is their revenue for the whole year. Some are even for five years or ten years. But mostly, others could only sum it up for their entire life." Old Xiong wanted to inscribe to Xiong Zhi that 20 billion was a big amount that not normal people could spend casually. Especially, in just one dress.

Xiong Zhi naturally knew of this. But she chooses to play innocent. She was not guilty at all for spending his money recklessly. Somehow, it made her a bit happy. So she whispered back with sincerity.

"Thank you, grandfather. I'll make sure I will have this dress no matter what. I am satisfied with your gift."

Old Xiong just smiled even he felt a cold shiver in Xiong Zhi's innocent smile.

"T-twenty billion! Going once! Going twice! " Mr. Cang shaking voice delayed for a moment. His sparkling eyes were shining. It was truly an unexpected big fortune. So he was still waiting for the normal guest to bid more. 

However, the normal guest sat in defeat. Twenty billion. That his companies' entire year's income.

He could not go on further than that.

The normal guest's shaking eyes glued at Xiong Zhi. He finally sees Old Xiong beside her.

That occurred to him. 

He was fighting the main Xiong family.

He was fighting with the heiress of the legendary Xiong family. The entire Xiong empire was backing that girl. How could he win against them? 

F#ck that Xiong De.

F#ck that Xiong second branch.

He would lose all his connections to the entire Xiong because of this.

He might be famous now, but he was probably in the watch list of the Xiong empire tomorrow. He needs to apologize.

While the normal guest was tasting his defeat.

Xiong Wuyue was so pale. Her hands were trembling.

Her dress.

The dress that only fit to her. Her dress that only she can wear.

This dress is hers.

'This can only be mine!' Xiong Wuyue gritted her teeth.

Mr.Cang was so happy that he keep praising the Xiong family and the young miss.

However, Xiong Wuyue could not hear all of that at all. 

"Ms. Wuyue?" Mr. Cang was in front of her and whispering.

"You can change now. "

Mr. Cang was planning to meet the new owner of the dress down the stage. However, he noticed that Xiong Wuyie was unmoving.

She was supposed to go backstage.

"Oh. And please take care of that dress. It's twenty billion." Mr.Cang said happily.

Xiong Wuyue glared sharply at Mr. Cang.

"I can even buy it for 50 billion." She retorted back before she went to the backstage. No one noticed their interaction since everybody's attention was on Xiong Zhi and the normal guest. Except for Xiong Zhi who was taking pleasure in Xiong Wuyue's distress. 

As Xiong Wuyue went to the backstage, Xiong Zhi stands up too. Ignoring all the people who wanted to surround their table. It's better to strike while the iron is still hot.