The Sweetness of the Seventies-Chapter 1142 - 1111: High Price, Surprise

He Tiantian had to laugh through her tears, for everyone there was an acquaintance!

They wanted to give her face, but it was fine. Nobody present was short of money, and it was all for charity, so it didn’t matter if they donated more.

Tang Ping’an wrote a number on a piece of paper.

Consequently, the woman beside Tang Ping’an directly raised the paddle and bid, "One hundred fifty thousand!"

Upon hearing this bid, many people turned their gaze toward the bidder.

The middle-aged woman, Tang Ping’an’s agent, did not understand why today Tang Ping’an was so determined to secure the gold medal!

In truth, that gold medal wasn’t worth much at all—it wasn’t made of pure gold. Even if it were, it wouldn’t be worth this much.

Seeing He Tiantian on such an occasion caught Tang Ping’an by surprise. He discovered that he missed her more than he had imagined.

He couldn’t disturb her, so he wanted to own something of He Tiantian’s.

Now that the medal was being auctioned, it was the perfect chance. He could openly and honorably collect Teacher He’s medal, so he was determined to get it.

Over the years, his manuscript fees, investments in stocks and real estate had left him with a bit of money.

Huo Yingjie glanced over at Tang Ping’an and knew what the man was up to. He signaled Li Xian with a look to raise the bid.

"Two hundred thousand," Li Xian raised his paddle, and looked at Tang Ping’an with a proud gaze.

Tang Ping’an wanted to add another fifty thousand, but his female agent didn’t raise the paddle, saying, "Ping’an, you’re usually very rational. I don’t know why you’re doing this, but you haven’t had an easy time earning this money over the years."

Tang Ping’an gave a wry smile. True, he had made money, but not to the extent that he could just disregard the cost.

Xie Wanying raised her paddle, "Two hundred fifty thousand."

Seeing that the price was already quite high, Li Xian was about to add ten thousand when he heard someone from the front row. Li Zhen, the eldest son of the Li Family, raised his paddle and said, "Three hundred thousand!"

"Three hundred thousand..." the crowd below erupted in discussion. Other socialites wanted to place a bid, but seeing Li Zhen had bid, they did not feel it appropriate to compete with the Li Family’s eldest son.

Jiao Lihong’s eyes nearly popped out. Three hundred thousand!

A gold medal fetching three hundred thousand—while the money wasn’t going into her own pocket, it was indeed a matter of prestige, especially in front of Xiangjiang’s high society.

While green with envy, Jiao Lihong was even more jealous; up till now, she hadn’t won a single gold medal.

Not one!

It was all He Tiantian’s fault. If not for He Tiantian, her silver medal could have been a gold one.

A gold medal!

Jiao Lihong’s heart bled at the thought! She couldn’t stand it anymore, she was determined to take action.

If she didn’t act, she would never make it to the top.

Huo Yingjie glanced at Li Zhen. The man was vengeful, and seeing as he got along well with his older brother, Huo Yingjun, Yingjie guessed he placed the high bid based on that connection.

"My goodness, three hundred thousand, is there anyone else who would like to bid?" "Three hundred thousand for the first time, three hundred thousand for the second time, three hundred thousand for the third time, the medal belongs to Mr. Li Zhen." Wang Mingquan exclaimed in surprise; she really hadn’t anticipated the medal to have such value.

As long as it didn’t fall into the hands of someone with ulterior motives like Tang Ping’an, everything else was irrelevant.

"Thank you, Mr. Li, for your support of charity," He Tiantian gratefully said, and then she put the medal in a box and handed it to Li Zhen.

"It’s an honor, and my pleasure," Li Zhen replied respectfully. Although he was known for his romantic escapades, when he looked at He Tiantian, he did not dare show the slightest disrespect.

The Li Family was a name of renown in Xiangjiang, and once Xiangjiang was returned, in order to be successful in the ranks of Huaxia Country’s elite, they would still need to put in the effort.

The Huo Family was different from those who started their wealth through commerce; they had power and influence, and their household was filled with high-ranking officials.

In Huaxia Country, power has always been more esteemed than wealth.

Putting aside that He Tiantian’s husband is a top material specialist, just the fact that her father-in-law is the Governor of Su Province makes a strong case. The Li Family has many high-return investments in Su Province.

Moreover, the entire Huo Family is full of talented individuals—definitely not a family to be offended!

Even if He Tiantian were more beautiful than a fairy, Li Zhen wouldn’t dare to harbor any thoughts.

As the future successor of the Li Family, he was clear on this point.

The following few auctions went smoothly, and the charity dinner auction in total raised four million for the treatment of children’s diseases in Xiangjiang.

Subsequently, after the auction, came the banquet.

This time, the food was laid out in a buffet style.

The athletes formed their own group, chatting and laughing together.

He Tiantian, accompanied by Xie Feifei, Xi Rongrong, and others, came over to greet everyone.

"Although you didn’t spend a penny, I still want to thank my big cousin for his support," He Tiantian joked upon seeing Li Xian, who looked even more dashing as the Snake King in his white Zhongshan suit, exuding an air of grace.

Li Xian chuckled and said, "Hehe, as you know, just showing support, nothing to eat or drink."

Upon hearing this, He Tiantian glared at Li Xian, twisted the Snake King’s arm, and said, "Would it kill you to say something nice?"

"It wouldn’t kill me, but it would drive me crazy!" Li Xian quipped with raised eyebrows, glancing at Huo Yingjie not far away before shrugging and walking off.

If he didn’t leave, he reckoned Huo Yingjie would probably not be able to resist coming over.

He Tiantian turned her head and saw Huo Yingjie, greeting him with a silent smile.

Tang Ping’an was drinking in a corner, his gaze unconsciously falling in the direction where He Tiantian was.

Xie Wanying came over, laughing, "Ping’an, your respected Teacher He is here, why aren’t you going over to say hello?"

Clutching his red wine and gently swirling it, Tang Ping’an said, "I know that Teacher He has always been well, that’s enough for me."

"Hehe, are all literary types so poetic?" Xie Wanying retorted with a smile, "Alright, I often correspond with Teacher He and we talk about you quite a bit. Even though you’re no longer her student, she really does care about you."

Seeing that Xie Wanying put it this way, if Tang Ping’an insisted on not greeting her, it would appear somewhat ungrateful and unsociable in the eyes of others.

Tang Ping’an and Xie Wanying approached together, and seeing this, He Tiantian’s eyes revealed a hint of surprise.

"Tang, I congratulate you on your great achievements. I have read the book you sent, and it’s brilliant," praised He Tiantian, "Continue your efforts and achieve even more."

With a hand over her mouth chuckling, Xie Wanying said, "You can tell she’s a teacher, meeting a student and immediately going into a professorial mode!"

"Haha, it does sound a bit like that!" He Tiantian also laughed.

Tang Ping’an was a bit distracted, but soon said, "Teacher He is the best teacher I have ever met, and I will always be your student."

This statement was for others to hear but also a reminder to himself.

"Hehe, I’m honored," said He Tiantian with a relieved smile, feeling a bit like a teacher with students scattered all over the world, "When you’re in Yanjing, I’ll treat you to a meal."

"If I have the chance, I will definitely visit you," said Tang Ping’an, "Teacher He, if you’re free, may I invite you to join me for a meal?"

After thinking for a moment, He Tiantian replied, "Hehe, you don’t need to make a special invitation. Isn’t there the overseas premiere of ’Tai Chi Grandmaster’ tomorrow? After it ends, we can go eat together."

"That sounds good," Tang Ping’an nodded, "We’ll do that tomorrow."