Chapter 2642 — Fierce Competition
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This auction item was rather unusual, and it had stirred considerable controversy when the student council first reviewed it—but since it was only a safe kiss through glass,
the student council had consented in the end. The atmosphere at a university was, after all, still quite open, and a safe kiss would not cause any untoward consequences.
One million yuan! To buy a kiss from the campus belle—even the wealthy magnates present felt it was a bit steep. Gu Mengyao was, after all, no great star, merely a school beauty; no matter how beautiful she was, they still thought a million for a kiss was a touch too high.
And that was only the starting bid—who knew what the final price would be!
Of course, these magnates were hardly about to go up on stage and kiss in public. If their wives ever found out, would that not blow up into a huge row? Even a safe kiss was not entirely safe!
As for the unmarried students attending the auction, though their hearts were stirred, who among them had that kind of money? Frankly speaking, this auction was really just a way to get the social elite to donate; the students who could genuinely take part were very few. How many were as rich as You Panhu, Zhao Qibing, or Kang Jinglong?
"One million two hundred thousand!" Zhong Yongliang began bidding. Zhong Fabai's company did not have much money, but Zhong Yongliang himself was wealthy—these funds all came from the Tomorrow After Tomorrow Sect, being the monthly allowance given to Zhang Naipao. In the sect, every disciple received a monthly allowance; only the amount differed from person to person.
Registered disciples received the least, a few thousand yuan a month. Zhong Yongliang belonged to this category; that money was not even enough to cover his travel expenses for a single trip down the mountain. Outer sect disciples received around twenty thousand yuan a month.
Inner sect disciples received considerably more—about a hundred thousand yuan a month! The best off, of course, were the direct-line disciples. Someone like Zhang Naipao, being among the very highest of the direct-line disciples, a disciple of the sect master, the elders, and the patriarchs, was of the most exalted standing: a million yuan a month in allowance, and when there was a need, he could draw funds at will. So long as it benefited cultivation, no sum was too great for the sect to produce!
The Tomorrow After Tomorrow Sect was a notorious demonic sect of the martial world, producing all manner of strange and eerie goods: items that instantly boosted one's strength, poisons, drugs, and all kinds of bizarre magical treasures. These could fetch enormous sums, so the Tomorrow After Tomorrow Sect was never short of money.
Zhang Naipao cultivated on the mountain and had no use for money at all, so his monthly allowance, together with various bits and pieces of reward, had already accumulated two million in savings. Apart from a fixed sum sent home each month, the rest he simply gave to Zhong Yongliang.
It had to be said: although Zhang Naipao was Wei Zhao's enemy, he was utterly loyal and true to his leader Zhong Yongliang. Otherwise, given his present standing, he could easily have set himself above Zhong Yongliang.
"Two million." Wei Zhao raised his bidding paddle with great obligingness.
Zhong Yongliang had wanted to challenge Wei Zhao from the start, so naturally he could not afford to lose momentum now. Though he was furious that Wei Zhao was competing with him, he bid again: "Three million!"
"Four million," Wei Zhao went on.
"Five million!" Zhong Yongliang was now flush with funds and full of swagger. Zhang Naipao had told him that if he ever ran short, he need only call, and he would go draw some from the sect—which put Zhong Yongliang's mind greatly at ease.