Chapter 2642 — Fierce Competition
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The bidding price climbed at breakneck speed, frightening everyone present! Was this not merely a safe kiss from a campus belle? How had it sold for such a price? Could it be that both bidders were suitors of the school beauty, rich young heirs from the university?
That was the only possible explanation. Otherwise, who would bid so high for a kiss from a campus belle? They were certainly suitors, beyond a doubt.
So the price was driven, in the blink of an eye, all the way up to ten million!
Even Wei Zhao himself was startled by that figure. He had only casually raised the price, never expecting Zhong Yongliang to be so flush—actually spending ten million on a kiss? Since when had his family been so wealthy? Could it be Zhang Naipao's money?
On reflection, that really did seem possible; otherwise, however rich Zhong Yongliang's family was, they could not spend with such abandon. Only ancient sects with deep reserves had such financial power.
"Eighteen million." Wei Zhao made his final bid. He dared not push the price higher, afraid that Zhong Yongliang would not follow, in which case he himself would have to go up and kiss Gu Mengyao... Though, to be honest, this kind of safe kiss was nowhere near as thrilling as an indirect kiss...
"Twenty million!" That was Zhong Yongliang's limit. Though he could keep asking Zhang Naipao for money, it was simply too much trouble. So Zhong Yongliang glared at Wei Zhao through gritted teeth, hoping he would not bid again.
Sure enough, Wei Zhao did not bid again, and Shen Yushu, seeing Zhong Yongliang's limit, hastened to say, "The gentleman with paddle number 82 bids twenty million. Is there any higher bid? Oh... it seems there is not. Twenty million, first time; twenty million, second time; twenty million, third time—sold! Congratulations to gentleman number 82 on winning this item. A beauty's kiss is worth a thousand in gold. Now let us invite gentleman number 82 to the stage, to conclude this auction with one final kiss. A round of applause, everyone!"
"Whoosh—" Thunderous applause erupted through the auction hall. Twenty million for a kiss—that was big news indeed. Everyone was curious, and more than that, envious.
Amid the cheers, Zhong Yongliang strode proudly toward the stage.
"And now, let us welcome Gu Mengyao, the campus belle of our Economics Department!" Shen Yushu invited once more.
"Whoosh—" This time the applause was even more enthusiastic. The campus belle was clearly more popular than Zhong Yongliang, that fool with more money than sense.
Blushing slightly, Gu Mengyao walked gracefully onto the stage. Though she already knew Zhong Yongliang could not possibly kiss her, she still felt somewhat embarrassed—especially before the whole student body.
If not for the wish to raise more donations for the orphanage, Gu Mengyao would never have played along with Shen Yushu's little show! But she had learned that at Yu Xiaoke's place, dozens of abandoned infants were sent there every day, many of them with congenital diseases, and the follow-up treatment for each infant could cost as much as a million. It was a bottomless pit—yet one could hardly stand by and watch them die, could one?
So, for the sake of these sick children, Gu Mengyao, though reluctant, had grudgingly agreed.
"Yaoyao..." Zhong Yongliang was somewhat overcome. This was the goddess of his dreams—from his first year of high school to now, he had secretly loved her for more than three years, and this was the first time he had a chance to taste her lips.
"Gentleman number 82, this is safety glass. Please hold it carefully and be sure not to break it—otherwise you will not be able to kiss, and you will lose this precious opportunity," Shen Yushu said, handing Zhong Yongliang a sheet of glass prepared in advance.