Chapter 551 — You Have to Compensate Me

Conversely, if Guan Xuemin wished to establish himself as a great clan, the Yu family would likely offer its active cooperation, perhaps even helping him become a fifth great clan beyond the four! From this alone one could see how much a divine doctor mattered.

"Thirty finished units and fifty presale units up for auction. Finished units at 2.99 million yuan, presale units at 2 million yuan! Fixed-price bidding, first come, first served." The auctioneer explained the rules.

Everyone present understood this kind of scramble. A red button sat on the table before each person, and once the auctioneer called "Start," they could press to bid, with whoever pressed first taking the lot.

Of course, with plenty of units to go around, no one would offend the room by snatching several for himself! As a rule, they would press in order of clan size and the social standing of the various merchants and notables, until only leftovers remained, and then open bidding would begin.

The staggering prices left the two rich merchants who had spent over ten million on presale units the day before utterly dumbfounded! They had paid so much for mere presale goods, while finished products were going for only 2.99 million! And that was after Fatty Lai had raised the price on the spot.

Those who had held back congratulated themselves, glad they had not lost their heads in a moment of impulse and fought to the bitter end yesterday, or they would have taken a terrible loss!

This time the family of Divine Doctor Kang was left completely stunned! They had never expected Doctor Guan Pharmaceuticals to produce thirty finished units and fifty presale units all at once. Such a grand gesture left them with nowhere to hide!

Yesterday they had acted so mysterious, as if it were some rare treasure, bringing out only two trial-made presale units to sell, while today the others had already gone into mass production. Did that not plainly show their craft was inferior? What a humiliation!

"Damn it, did they not fail to get the thousand-year snow lotus? Where did these presale units come from?" Kang Guifeng was so furious he wanted to jump up and curse. Was this not meant to squeeze them out? His face burned hot with shame!

Divine Doctor Kang said nothing, but judging by his expression, his mood was clearly foul, foul to the extreme.

Kang Zhaolong, however, frowned, and only after a long while smoothed his brow and smiled. "Grandfather, Father, have you forgotten what I said? If they want to lose money, let them lose it. We will just watch and wait! As long as we do our own work well, what they do is their business. If they have the guts, let them lose money for a year, and lose it again at next year's auction!"

Upon hearing this, Divine Doctor Kang and Kang Guifeng slapped their thighs! Truly a word to wake the dreamer! Indeed, Kang Zhaolong was right. If the others wanted to lose money, then let them. They could not stop it anyway, and when the losses piled up, they would see who had the last laugh!

With that thought, the Kangs settled down, watching with an air of lofty composure as those around them scrambled excitedly to bid. In their hearts they sneered, go ahead and bid, bid for more, for next year there will be no such price!

The auction came to a successful close, though the Kangs felt miserable at heart. The clan members who had been so warm yesterday all seemed indifferent after today's auction ended, and no one came forward to greet the Kangs, which left them deeply depressed!

Although they had anticipated this, no one could feel good in their place.

"So you have that kind of beautifying skin-nourishing golden wound medicine too!" Those were Feng Xiaoxiao's first words upon waking, her large watery eyes blinking. She was clearly thrilled and excited by what had happened at the end of the auction, and had instead forgotten all about the earlier groping incident.

Since Feng Xiaoxiao did not mention it, Wei Zhao naturally felt relieved, though he found her question hard to answer and could only hedge, "It is not quite the same as theirs."

"Oh, I know, it is the Trauma Medicine Deluxe Edition." Feng Xiaoxiao nodded.

"Want me to give you a box?" Wei Zhao hesitated, then offered on his own.

"I do not want it. What use is being pretty if it cannot prolong life?" Feng Xiaoxiao, however, scorned what other girls chased after. "Do not try to butter me up. Do not think one box of some broken Trauma Medicine Deluxe Edition can make up for what happened before!"

"Cough, cough..." Wei Zhao was alarmed. So Feng Xiaoxiao had not forgotten what had happened after all!

"What is it? I am talking about you throwing up on my head!" Feng Xiaoxiao looked at Wei Zhao strangely. "What did you think I meant? Did you think I meant you seeing me shower, or you just touching my breasts?"

"Huh?" Wei Zhao's eyes widened in shock, as if his tail had been stepped on, and he nearly jumped up! This Feng Xiaoxiao could not go around saying such things! If Tang Yun heard, he would never be able to explain himself!

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

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

"And just now? You touched me. Was that not on purpose?" Feng Xiaoxiao shot back.

"Just now was on purpose." Wei Zhao nodded without denying it.

"So you admit it this time? Hmph!" Feng Xiaoxiao was triumphant, having finally caught Wei Zhao by his weak spot.

"So what?" Wei Zhao shrugged, though he felt it was a little shabby of him.

"Nothing much. I will tell Tang Yun that you touched me!" Feng Xiaoxiao threatened.

"She will not believe you. You have no proof." Wei Zhao said.

"Yes, I do. I took a picture." Feng Xiaoxiao waved her phone smugly.

Wei Zhao felt a headache coming on, yet he stared coldly at Feng Xiaoxiao. "I do not like being threatened."

"Getting serious now? How boring!" Seeing Wei Zhao angry, Feng Xiaoxiao softened at once and put away her phone. "Fine, no threats, but you still have to compensate me, right? I mean, you touched me. I am not pure anymore!"

"You still are!" Black lines rose on Wei Zhao's forehead. How could one touch make her otherwise?

"Anyway I am not pure anymore, so you have to compensate me!" Feng Xiaoxiao made her voice sweet and coquettish, with a wheedling lilt.

"Compensate..." This time Wei Zhao really could not refuse, and could only say, "Then tell me how."

"I will tell you when I have thought of it!" Feng Xiaoxiao kept a straight face, but inwardly she gloated. Kang Xiaobo had been right after all. Wei Zhao responded to softness, not hardness. Threatening him had failed, but playing pitiful had worked.

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

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