From rejecting the beautiful female CEO to becoming extremely powerful

Outside the banquet hall, association staff members carried in black testing kits quickly.

Han Bonian reached out, opened the case, took out the first instrument, and placed it on the ceremonial table.

Zhou Yan plugged in the power and placed the spectrometer probe close to the center of the brooch.

The values ​​on the screen began to change, with several thin lines rising and then returning to their original positions.

The fluctuations are small, but the frequency is very stable.

Han Bonian retrieved the records from the testing kit, checked them three times in a row, and then gestured for Zhou Yan to save the data.

"The energy field is constantly being released, but the intensity is very low and the state is very stable."

Zhou Yan stared at the screen, his palm pressed against the edge of the instrument, even his breathing became soft.

Han Bonian went to the association's internal database and entered the structural parameters he had just measured.

After several searches, a name popped up on the screen.

Star Sand Essence.

The name drew all the surrounding guests a few steps closer.

The Fengming Group's database has no record of it, but the Geological Materials Association has left a fragmented document in its old archives.

The description above is simple: it can nourish the body's Qi and is suitable for long-term close-fitting use. However, the specific effects need to be tested by real people.

An elderly man, nearly seventy years old, squeezed to the front.

His surname is Wei. He is a wealthy man from Sheng'an who made his fortune in mining. He suffers from chronic arrhythmia, and his smartwatch keeps giving him alerts all night long.

Mr. Wei rolled up his sleeves, revealing the watch screen.

"I'll wear it for a few minutes and see the results."

After he finished speaking, he handed the brooch to Han Bonian.

Mu Qingying raised her hand and pressed down on the gift box, without stopping her.

Lu Yunzhou glanced at Old Wei's watch and noticed that the curves on it were alternating high and low, and several data points were fluctuating continuously.

Han Bonian pinned the brooch to the front of Mr. Wei's suit.

Three minutes later, Old Wei raised his wrist.

The previously undulating lines have narrowed considerably, and the continuous jumping has stopped.

The person next to him was so engrossed in the screen that they forgot to put down their wine glass.

Old Wei stood there for a few seconds, raised his hand to press his chest, and then walked to the table to pick up a glass of water.

His movements were more agile than before, and the fatigue on his face had lessened.

"Dr. Luo, please take a look."

Someone shouted something to the back.

Luo Qingyi had just walked over from the side, still wearing a light-colored knit sweater.

She took Mr. Wei's wrist, first checked his pulse, and then looked at the original records in the smartwatch.

She didn't rush to take the brooch, but let Old Wei stand and rest, and then measured him again.

"The changes do exist, and the data matches up."

Luo Qingyi looked around and tapped the screen twice with her finger.

"This only shows that Mr. Wei's heart rate is more stable now after wearing it. Both treating illness and prolonging life require long-term monitoring, and I will not promise it a lifespan."

This was a very direct statement, but no one in the room was disappointed.

The fact that such a change could occur in someone with a long-term arrhythmia was enough to entice the wealthy people present.

The first bid board was set up: 80 million.

Before Han Bonian could even take back the testing pen, a second sign appeared, worth 100 million.

The third bid was 150 million, and subsequent bids quickly exceeded 200 million.

Some people had their assistants make phone calls to raise money, while others called the company's finance department to their side and whispered instructions to mortgage their assets.

The young people who had been watching the spectacle just moments before all fell silent, their eyes following the price tags.

The numbers are still rising.

Three hundred million.

Four hundred million.

Five hundred million.

The final bid board hovered in mid-air, and the man holding it was already sweating.

His secretary behind him held a mobile phone, the screen displaying bank transfer limits and asset lists.

Mu Qingying took the brooch back from Lu Yunzhou and closed the box.

Her palm rested on the box, her fingertips gently tracing the eight-petaled pattern.

The pattern came from an anonymous letter she received many years ago. She had long since put the wax seal on the envelope away, but the pattern remained in her memory.

Lu Yunzhou remembered the letter, and she also recognized the brooch.

Someone walked forward with a wine glass in hand, bending very low.

"Miss Mu, five hundred million is more than enough. Please name your terms."

Mu Qingying raised her face and held the gift box to her chest.

"I'll keep this brooch; I won't sell it for any amount of money."

Her voice wasn't loud, but it could be heard clearly by several people at nearby tables.

Some people wanted to raise the price, but the words were on the tip of their tongues before they were swallowed back by Su Qingwan's sweeping gaze.

Mu Qingying didn't explain further, but simply put the brooch back into the gift box and fastened the clasp again.

Tang Shaoyu stood at the edge of the crowd, his face growing increasingly grim.

He brought gifts from the Tang family tonight, intending to humiliate Lu Yunzhou with the brooch.

As a result, the brooch attracted a bid of 500 million, and he himself became the laughing stock in the banquet hall.

While everyone was surrounding Mu Qingying, Tang Shaoyu handed the wine glass to his attendant and turned to walk towards the side door.

Lu Yunzhou had been keeping an eye on him for a long time.

He took two steps to block Tang Shaoyu's path.

"Tang Shaoyu, the bet isn't settled yet."

Tang Shaoyu stopped in his tracks, his hands pressed against his sleeves, his teeth clenched tightly.

"Isn't it enough that I admit my mistake?"

Lu Yunzhou looked at him, his voice very low.

"You just called it a broken stone. Now kneel down and explain yourself clearly."

The people around quieted down, and many eyes fell on Tang Shaoyu.

Tang Shaoyu pointed at Lu Yunzhou, his smile finally breaking.

He wanted to curse, but then he saw Su Qingwan and Xiao Sihai not far away, so he could only slowly lower his hand.

Lu Yunzhou grabbed his shoulder and pressed him down.

Tang Shaoyu's knees touched the carpet, and his body swayed slightly.

He looked up at the guests in the room, his Adam's apple bobbing several times.

I misjudged him.

Lu Yunzhou released his grip and stepped aside.

Tang Shaoyu pushed himself up from the ground, surrounded by hushed whispers.

He lowered his head and quickly left with his entourage, not daring to look at the Tang family gift box again.

Xiao Sihai stood up from beside the main table and pressed his palm against the tabletop.

"That's the end of the bidding. Anyone who continues to press Qingying for answers should leave the manor immediately."

As soon as he finished speaking, several bodyguards immediately parted the crowd, keeping out any guests who wanted to get closer.

Su Qingwan took the microphone from the staff member and glanced around the banquet hall.

"The gifts are not for sale. Please return to your seats. The banquet will now begin."

The drinks were returned to the long table, the staff removed the testing kits, and the guests gradually took their seats.

After the scene was restored, the wealthy individuals who had been bidding earlier came to Lu Yunzhou's side.

The way he addressed him changed from Mr. Lu to President Lu, and his attitude became much more humble.

They asked Jubaozhai when they would collect materials, where the Star Sand Essence came from, and whether the shop kept similar minerals.

Lu Yunzhou didn't hide anything and directly told the story of the brooch's origin.

This piece of Star Sand Essence was taken out from inside a paperweight when he was inventorying the old goods of Jubaozhai.

When only a small section of the paperweight's outer shell is peeled off, the special mineral core inside is revealed.

As for whether there are any left in the store, he hasn't finished counting them yet.

A jewelry business owner took out his business card and handed it to Lu Yunzhou with both hands.

"Mr. Lu, if Jubaozhai produces this kind of product again, please let me know first."

Lu Yunzhou took the business card and casually placed it on the corner of the table.

"If you want to see the goods, come to Jubaozhai tomorrow and follow the rules."