"Damn it! Has this poor sod lost his mind because he wants money so badly? He actually expects Mr. Cui to buy Xu Ningxue's clothes!"

"This guy must be scared of poverty. Now that he thinks Mr. Cui is rich, he wants to pluck the goose that passes by! What an idiot! With Mr. Cui's status, what kind of clothes hasn't he seen? How could he possibly buy Xu Ningxue's second-hand clothes, and those from a street stall at that!"

"Wrong! He must have seen Mr. Cui taking an interest in the Phoenix Pattern he painted, that's why he dare say such a thing! But this guy is really too arrogant!"

"Just watch! Let's see if Mr. Cui will scold him!"

...

At this moment, the expressions of the people in the hall varied wildly, some with a mocking amusement, some with ridicule, and others with contempt!

They couldn't believe Ye Feng could be so disgraceful, treating a top global fashion designer like some easy mark!

"Ye Feng..."

Xu Ningxue was also somewhat nervous. Her clothes were indeed worth less than a hundred yuan and were an outdated style from the previous year. Although the Phoenix Pattern that Ye Feng painted added quite a bit of color to it, it was still far from something that could be sold to others.

Especially to a fashion designer, who probably wouldn't even care for famous brands, let alone buy her street stall goods.

Regarding the disdain and contempt from the people around, Ye Feng didn't even bother to pay attention. At the moment, he patted Xu Ningxue's nervous little hand and then looked at Cui Dafu with a faint smile on his face.

Cui Dafu had been observing Ye Feng's expression all along. He found that this young man, facing so much mockery and disdain, didn't show the slightest change in his demeanor. It was as if those words were like passing wind to him.

Or, to be more correct, not even like passing wind because at least if someone passed wind, this guy might actually dodge it.

This discovery astonished Cui Dafu. If it had been himself, he was sure he could not remain as composed and indifferent as Ye Feng.

"I do want to buy these clothes!"

...

Silence!!!

With that one sentence from Cui Dafu, the hall fell into sudden silence as though a mute button had been pressed!

Everyone had a frozen expression on their face. The ridicule hadn't even faded before they were completely stunned by his words!

Boom!

After a brief silence, the entire hall erupted into an uproar!

Everyone couldn't believe what they had heard!

"Cui... Mr. Cui just said... what?"

"You... you heard it too? Damn it! This can't be real! It absolutely can't be real!"

"He actually wants to buy those clothes? Is this some kind of joke? A top global designer wants to buy second-hand clothes from a street stall, and women's clothes at that! Holy... shit!"

...

Everyone gaped at Cui Dafu, baffled. Had the designer lost his mind? How could he possibly say such a thing!

Ling Changhong was equally shocked and looked at Cui Dafu with a wry smile:

"Mr. Cui, you're just joking! If you want to buy clothes in Jiangnan City, let's go after the party ends. I'll accompany you and we can buy any brand you want, no matter how much you buy, it's all on me!"

Ling Changhong initially thought the top designer had some sort of weird quirk and carefully offered his suggestion.

However, upon hearing his words, Cui Dafu's face darkened and he turned to look at him sharply, "Do you think I look like someone who can't afford clothes?"

Uh...

Ling Changhong was taken aback and quickly plastered on a smile, "No! No! Mr. Cui, don't get me wrong, I... that's not what I meant!"

"If that's not what you mean, then shut up!" Cui Dafu didn't give Ling Changhong any face. He had plenty of people who wanted to buy his fashion design sketches. Even if he didn't sell to Ling Changhong, there was a long line of others waiting to buy them.

Cui Dafu's words sent a shudder through everyone in the hall. That was the assertiveness of a top designer, ready to turn on Ling Changhong, a boss of his caliber, at a moment's notice!

Ling Changhong's complexion turned ugly, yet he didn't dare talk back. Cui Dafu's designs were an opportunity for their company. If they could seize it, the company would rise to the next level.

But if Cui Dafu's designs were obtained by other fashion groups in Jiangnan City, then his company would be devastated, perhaps never to recover!

At that moment, Cui Dafu didn't pay any mind to Ling Changhong's thoughts and instead turned to Ye Feng with a broad smile, saying, "I'd like to buy this piece of clothing. What do you think about ten thousand yuan?"

Cui Dafu was no fool. He could tell from Ye Feng and his companion's attire that they weren't wealthy, so he immediately offered a price.

However, his words again shocked everyone in the hall. They found it ludicrous, downright surreal! A second-hand market stall item worth ten thousand yuan?

Are you freaking kidding me?

Yet, when Ye Feng heard this offer, a playful smile spread across his lips, and he looked straight at Cui Dafu, saying,

"Are you freaking kidding me?"

...

Everyone was somewhat speechless; in their view, this poor guy must be excited and a bit in disbelief! Ten thousand yuan for a market stall item of Xu Ningxue's clothing—he had hit the jackpot!

But when Cui Dafu saw the smile at the corner of Ye Feng's mouth, his heart skipped a beat!

He then realized he had underestimated the young man in front of him! How could someone who could draw such a pattern care about a mere ten thousand yuan?

"How about two hundred thousand?" Cui Dafu asked cautiously, watching Ye Feng's expression as he threw out another price that would make anyone tremble.

Ye Feng's face darkened upon hearing this offer, and he shouted at Cui Dafu fiercely,

"Get lost!"

Ye Feng's command came out of nowhere, startling everyone a bit! Then, when they processed what had happened, their expressions changed drastically!

This guy actually dared to tell Mr. Cui to get lost—is he looking for death?

Now everyone was waiting for Cui Dafu to erupt, but to their surprise, he was exceptionally calm, even showing a hint of pain on his face.

"You name your price," Cui Dafu said, knowing the guy in front of him certainly understood the value of the Phoenix Pattern. He braced himself to be fleeced.

After hearing this, Ye Feng nodded in satisfaction, then turned to Xu Ningxue, saying, "Ningxue, just throw out any number. If it's fair, sell it to him!"

Xu Ningxue was befuddled—a market stall item of old clothing worth so much money?

"Ye... Ye Feng, we're not swindling him, right?"

Xu Ningxue couldn't believe the other party was a fool. All she worried about now was whether Ye Feng was trying to scam Cui Dafu with the Phoenix Pattern. She wouldn't agree to that under any circumstances.

Ye Feng was somewhat speechless upon hearing this and flicked her forehead, chuckling, "Of course not!"

Reassured by his words, Xu Ningxue then faced Cui Dafu, bit her silver teeth, and said a price that shocked even herself, "Two hundred and fifty thousand?"

Pfft!

Not just Ye Feng, but even Cui Dafu almost burst out laughing. He was prepared to be slaughtered, and yet two hundred and fifty thousand wasn't even as thick as one of his hairs!

"Raise it!" Ye Feng said with a laugh.

"Raise it again?" Xu Ningxue was a bit stunned; to her, two hundred and fifty thousand for a market stall item almost seemed like a fairy tale, and now, to Ye Feng, it still seemed like it wasn't enough:

"Three hundred thousand?"

"Alright! I will name the price!" Ye Feng decided not to trouble Xu Ningxue any further, looking directly at Cui Dafu and stating,

"Ten million!"

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