"Yuan Ge!"
"This fan, you used it to fan yourself?!"
Guan Yuntao looked at Tang Yuan with a face full of disbelief, his voice rising an octave by the end.
"Otherwise?"
Tang Yuan, who was busy preparing oysters, looked at Guan Yuntao with a hint of confusion when he heard him: "What else is a fan for if not for fanning?"
"But…"
Tang Yuan's answer left Guan Yuntao somewhat speechless. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in his urgency, he didn't know how to phrase it.
"Is there anything special about this fan?"
As everyone's eyes converged, Su Xiaoxiao picked up the fan again. She looked at Tang Yuan, then at Li Qiming and Guan Yuntao, and carefully probed, "Is there anything special about this fan?"
"This fan in your hand…"
"Eight million!"
Guan Yuntao took a deep breath and slowly spoke.
Instantly, the entire place fell silent.
"Old Guan, you're kidding us, right?"
"What kind of fan could be worth eight million? Even a fan made of pure gold wouldn't be worth eight million!"
After a while, Chen Yongbing questioned, his face full of disbelief, and the expressions of the others were similar to Chen Yongbing's.
They simply didn't believe what Guan Yuntao said, as it was too contrary to common sense.
"It's true!"
"Guan Yuntao isn't lying to you!"
"This fan is really worth eight million, it's a collection fan!"
Li Qiming, seeing that no one believed him, added with a serious expression.
"Hehe…"
"Were you two conspiring just now?"
"Come on, keep acting, let's see how long you can keep it up!"
Chen Yongbing suddenly leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms, and showed an expression that suggested he had seen through everything, his eyes filled with clear foolishness.
Guan Yuntao sighed helplessly. He lowered his head, picked up his phone, and opened the UC browser.
Ten seconds later, Guan Yuntao aimed his phone screen at Chen Yongbing's eyes: "Come on, look for yourself! The collection fan special auction held by Yan Jing Poly Auction House in September 2018. Isn't this 'Mount Lu Map and Running Script Self-Composed Poem' collection fan, personally inscribed by Zhang Daqian, which sold for 8 million, exactly the same as the fan in Su Xiaoxiao's hand?!"
Since there was no verbal proof, he presented the evidence.
Chen Yongbing, who had been so certain, was now completely stunned by the irrefutable evidence right before his eyes.
"Holy cow…"
"Holy cow?!"
"Holy cow!"
With three consecutive exclamations, Chen Yongbing's eyes widened. He looked at the promotional image on the phone while comparing it to the fan in Su Xiaoxiao's hand.
"Exactly the same!"
"This fan is actually worth eight million!"
By the end, Chen Yongbing's eyes were somewhat dazed, and he mumbled.
"Really? Let me see!"
"Oh my God, this one fan is worth a house in Shanghai?"
"Poverty limits my imagination, this is simply too outrageous!"
"Don't hand it to me, I wouldn't dare touch this fan. If it gets a little soup or water on it, even if I sold my butt to Yuan Ge, I still couldn't afford it!"
…
Seeing Chen Yongbing's reaction, everyone immediately erupted. They all crowded around, eagerly passing Guan Yuntao's phone around, browsing the images and text on the webpage.
As everyone was discussing, Su Xiaoxiao, who was holding the collection fan, stared blankly at it, feeling as if it had suddenly become as heavy as a thousand pounds, even a little hot to the touch.
Su Xiaoxiao looked at Tang Yuan with her big, watery eyes and whispered, "Senior, this… this fan is so valuable, and you just casually gave it to me. Aren't you afraid I'll get it dirty?"
"This collection fan isn't as delicate as you imagine. Its fan surface has special plastic sealing protection technology, making it somewhat waterproof, fireproof, and corrosion-resistant. Unless you intentionally damage it, normal use is fine."
Tang Yuan smiled, took the collection fan from Su Xiaoxiao's hand, casually opened it, and explained to Su Xiaoxiao while gently fanning himself.
"Senior is very fond of cultural relics and antiques. A while ago, I accompanied Senior to a private collection museum, and Senior is also very interested in seals. You wouldn't just be finding this out now, would you?"
Just then, Wen Muxue, who had barely spoken since arriving, suddenly looked at Su Xiaoxiao with a beaming smile and said.
That simple sentence subtly made Su Xiaoxiao feel inferior to Wen Muxue.
Wen Muxue knew that Tang Yuan liked cultural relics and antiques, but Su Xiaoxiao didn't. The closeness between Tang Yuan and each of them was immediately evident.
"I did just find out."
Su Xiaoxiao's smile briefly stiffened for a few seconds, but she quickly adjusted her mindset. Then she turned to Tang Yuan and said coquettishly, "Senior, we exercise and have breakfast together every day, why have I never heard you mention this?"
Every day!
Su Xiaoxiao deliberately emphasized these two words.
Wen Muxue, who had been smiling, heard Su Xiaoxiao's reply and her breathing hitched slightly, her smile gradually fading.
The two women's eyes met, and invisible sparks flew in the air.
The astonishing wealth Tang Yuan unintentionally displayed completely captivated both women.
As things stood, with rumors flying around school, they had almost staked all their chips on Tang Yuan.
Give up?
Absolutely impossible…