Chapter 551 — You Owe Me Compensation

Conversely, if Guan Xuewen wished to become a great family, the Yu family would likely cooperate of their own accord and might even help him become a fifth great family alongside the four. From this, one could see just how important a divine doctor was.

"The auction will offer thirty finished products and fifty pre-sale items. The price for finished products is two million nine hundred ninety thousand yuan, and for pre-sale items two million yuan! Fixed-price bidding, first come, first served." The auctioneer explained the rules.

Everyone present understood this sort of grab-bid rule. Before each person on the table sat a red button; once the auctioneer said "Begin," they could press the button to bid, and whoever pressed first won the item.

Of course, with quantities this ample, no one would go out of their way to offend others by grabbing several portions for themselves. People generally pressed their buttons in order according to the size of their families and the social standing of the various wealthy merchants and notables, until only the leftovers remained, at which point everyone began bidding fairly.

This staggering price left the two wealthy merchants who had spent over ten million yuan on pre-sale items the day before utterly dumbstruck! They had paid so much for pre-sale goods, while the finished product cost only two million nine hundred ninety thousand! And that, of course, was still the price Fatty Lai had raised on the spot.

Those who had not competed all congratulated themselves, glad they had not let their heads get hot and bid to the bitter end the day before, or they would have lost a fortune!

Divine Doctor Kang's family was now completely dumbfounded! They had never expected Guan's Pharmaceutical to suddenly produce thirty finished products and fifty pre-sale items. Such a grand gesture simply left them too ashamed to show their faces!

The day before, they had been so mysterious, letting everyone think they had something wonderful, when they had only trial-produced two portions and put them up as pre-sale items. Today, the other side had already gone into mass production. Was this not an obvious sign that their level was far below the competition? They had lost face terribly!

"Damn it, didn't they fail to get the thousand-year snow lotus? How do they still have pre-sale items? Where did they get them?" Kang Guifeng was so furious he wanted to stand up and start cursing. This was too much of a slap in the face, wasn't it? He felt his cheeks burning!

Divine Doctor Kang said nothing, but judging from his expression, his mood was plainly poor, or rather, poor in the extreme.

As for Kang Jinglong, he furrowed his brow. After a long while, he smoothed it out and said with a smile, "Grandfather, Father, have you forgotten what I said? If they are willing to lose money, let them lose it. We watch and wait! All we need do is mind our own affairs. What they choose to do is their business. If they have the ability, let them lose money for a year, and keep losing at next year's auction too!"

Divine Doctor Kang and Kang Guifeng slapped their thighs at his words! He had truly awakened them from a dream! Indeed, Kang Jinglong was right: if the other side was willing to lose money, then let them lose it. There was nothing they could do to stop it. Once the losses grew enormous, they would see who was laughing in the end!

With that thought, the Kang family all felt at ease, watching the people around them excitedly snatch up the lots with the air of old gods serenely observing the world. They thought to themselves: Go on, bid away, buy more, for next year this price will be gone!

The auction came to a satisfactory close, yet the Kang family was not happy. The great families who had been so enthusiastic the day before all seemed rather listless after today's auction ended, and no one took the initiative to greet the Kang family anymore, which left them deeply depressed!

They had anticipated this, but even so, no one in their position would have felt good about it.

"So you people had that beautifying and skin-nourishing wound medicine too!" Those were Feng Xiaoxiao's first words upon waking. She blinked her big, watery eyes, clearly enthralled and excited by what had happened at the end of the auction, and had forgotten all about the earlier breast-groping incident.

Since Feng Xiaoxiao did not bring it up, Wei Zhao naturally breathed a sigh of relief. Yet her question was hard for him to answer, so he could only say vaguely, "It is not quite the same as theirs."

"Oh, I know. It is the deluxe edition of the wound medicine." Feng Xiaoxiao nodded.

"Shall I give you a box?" Wei Zhao hesitated, then offered.

"I do not want it. What use is something so pretty if it cannot prolong life?" Feng Xiaoxiao, however, turned up her nose at the very thing other girls would chase after. "Do not think you can win me over. Do not think a box of some wretched deluxe wound medicine can cancel out what happened before!"

"Ahem, ahem..." Wei Zhao was alarmed. So Feng Xiaoxiao had not forgotten what had happened before after all!

"What is it? I am talking about what you did to my head!" Feng Xiaoxiao looked at Wei Zhao and said, puzzled. "What did you think I meant? Did you think I meant you seeing me bathe, or touching my boobs just now?"

"Huh?" Wei Zhao's eyes flew wide, as though he had been stepped on the tail, and he nearly jumped out of his skin! This Feng Xiaoxiao really must not say such things! If Tang Zhi heard, he would never be able to explain himself!

"What? You dare do it but not own up to it?" Feng Xiaoxiao glared at Wei Zhao.

"That is not it. I saw you bathing because I was saving you," Wei Zhao said calmly. "If you want to hold that over me, suit yourself."

"And what about just now? When you touched me, that wasn't on purpose?" Feng Xiaoxiao countered.

"Just now it was on purpose." Wei Zhao nodded, making no attempt to deny it.

"So now you admit it? Hmph hmph!" Feng Xiaoxiao was quite pleased with herself; she had finally caught Wei Zhao red-handed.

"So what if I did?" Wei Zhao shrugged, though he could not help feeling a little ungentlemanly about it.

"So what? I'll tell Tang Zhi later that you touched me!" Feng Xiaoxiao threatened.

"She won't believe you. You have no proof." Wei Zhao said.

"I do. I took a photo." Feng Xiaoxiao waved her phone triumphantly.

Wei Zhao felt a headache coming on, but he fixed her with a cold stare. "I don't like being threatened."

"So serious all of a sudden. How boring!" Seeing that Wei Zhao was angry, Feng Xiaoxiao softened again and put her phone away. "Fine, no threats then. But you have to make it up to me, don't you? It's me we're talking about. You touched me, so I'm not pure anymore!"

"You still are right now!" Several black lines appeared above Wei Zhao's head. How could a single touch make her impure?

"Well, pure or not, you still have to compensate me!" Feng Xiaoxiao made her voice softer and sweeter, with a hint of playful coaxing.

"Compensate you..." This time Wei Zhao really could not refuse, so he said, "Then tell me how you want to be compensated."

"I'll tell you once I've thought it over!" Feng Xiaoxiao showed nothing on the surface, but inwardly she was gloating. Kang Xiaofeng had been right after all: Wei Zhao would not yield to force but could not resist a soft approach. Threatening him had failed, but the moment she played the pitiful victim, it worked.

Just as they were talking, Wei Zhao's phone rang. He gestured to Feng Xiaoxiao to wait a moment, then answered the call: "Uncle Chu?"