Chapter 332: Chapter 332

"Fifty thousand," Jing Shu narrowed her eyes, a dangerous glint in them. She was somewhat baffled; this felt like a completely undeserved disaster. Nobody had wanted this rocket launcher at first; you could tell from everyone’s expressions. The chubby officer had called out several times with no takers before this man suddenly decided to start bidding. Even if the man was foolishly rich, he didn’t seem to actually need it. Jing Shu couldn’t see any genuine desire for these rocket launchers in his eyes. It felt more like he was casually trying to outbid her. This man in the suit had already bid twelve times during this auction, each time driving prices sky-high, and had even snatched up some weapons Jing Shu coveted by paying exorbitant amounts. Yet, for common items like guns that everyone needed, he showed no interest, which was highly suspicious. Jing Shu also found him strange. She had been keeping a low profile, doing nothing to offend him, yet it felt as if he were deliberately targeting her.

Jing Shu observed the chubby officer and the man in the suit, then glanced at the sleeping old man and the expressions of some others present. They were strangers, with no prior enmity. For anyone with a rational mind, this behavior made no sense. She felt like she was onto something.

"Sixty thousand. I just want the rocket launcher for fun, to have it as a display. Money is no issue for me. So, are you going to contend with me?" the man in the suit said with a smile, brushing dust off his trousers.

At this point, the lively auction had turned deathly silent. The price had been raised to an excessively high level. Even before the apocalypse, rocket launchers weren’t worth much. Even now, their value was about the same as ordinary firearms, given their cheap production costs and Huaxia’s ample reserves.

"Ha, eighty thousand. I’ll play along, but do you dare to keep up?"

Jing Shu considered using her Illusion Technique to stop the man from bidding. But suddenly, she realized something, especially when she saw the chubby officer’s jaw dropping wider and his beady eyes seemingly giving continuous, covert signals. Jing Shu vaguely understood. This taunt isn’t bad, huh.

"I’ll take you on," Jing Shu said with a smile. "But you can have your fun alone. I give up."

Hmph. There’s no such thing as unprovoked love or unprovoked hate. They were strangers who’d met by chance. Especially after seeing her appearance, the man in the suit’s eyes had practically bulged, yet he spoke such insincere words. If this person wasn’t a shill, Jing Shu would eat her little finger. Besides, she found it truly odd. It was one thing to be rich, but to dress so flamboyantly, as if terrified others wouldn’t know you had money—that was just asking for trouble.

The chubby officer was flabbergasted. Latest content publıshed on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⁂𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⁂𝓷𝓮𝓽

The man in the suit was also flabbergasted. Clenching his teeth, he glared at Jing Shu. But with so many onlookers, he eventually said nothing, forcing a smile. "I can afford to play; pity you can’t."

"Congratulations on buying ten rocket launchers, originally worth a few hundred yuan each, for 80,000," Jing Shu laughed, clearly enjoying his misfortune.

"If you don’t make a move soon, you might end up last."

"Don’t trouble yourself on my account."

Jing Shu felt a twinge of regret. It wasn’t often she found something she liked, only to encounter a shill. She never expected to run into one herself. Jing Shu sized up the man in the suit. He was good; you wouldn’t even know he was a shill, specifically here to drive up the price, deliberately staging this drama, perhaps to trigger something. She wondered why it seemed like he had an issue with her from the moment she arrived.

The chubby officer’s heart was bleeding, but he could only continue with the auction. As each piece of equipment was sold, the old man and Jing Shu still hadn’t made a move. As the auction neared its end and they still had made no purchases, Jing Shu was considering whether she should waste some money on just any item. Just then, people entered the makeshift meeting room—not just one person, but a whole group.

"Yo, Captain Li, what brings you here?" the chubby officer said with a smile, though through gritted teeth.

Li Yuetian entered with a dozen armed officers, laughing heartily. "I’m here to retrieve one of my VIP Gods! You’re being unscrupulous, poaching my exclusive VIP. Others might be fine, but I must take this person. There’s a big deal waiting that relies on this boss."

The chubby officer’s face darkened. "How important a VIP?"

"Millions. If you interfere..."

The chubby officer waved his hand impatiently. "Who is it? Take them away, quickly."

Li Yuetian pointed at Jing Shu. "Let’s go. I was wondering where you’d wandered off to. You didn’t bid on anything, did you? No worries. Even if you did, it doesn’t count. You’re not from this district."

Everyone curiously looked towards Li Yuetian, their gazes ultimately settling on Jing Shu.

Jing Shu rose, a sigh escaping her. Li Yuetian’s timing was just too perfect. Before leaving, she whispered to the man in the suit, "You did okay, just a bit inexperienced. Better luck next time." The man’s face turned ashen.

Everyone looked at Jing Shu with envy. It turned out this unassuming woman was tonight’s biggest player, having people come personally to collect her. The chubby officer had even released her without a second thought. Previously, all sorts of methods had failed; no amount of status had worked. Some couldn’t help but wonder who this VIP from Channel 3 was—clearly a major figure.

Jing Shu was more concerned about whether she had just jumped out of one trap only to fall into another.

Stepping outside, she asked, "What’s going on? Did you come especially to get me? I don’t think I mentioned my situation to you, did I?"

Jing Shu felt that a favor , which could be settled with tens of thousands of yuan, wasn’t worth using up Li Yuetian’s goodwill. Repaying personal favors was the hardest. If money could solve a problem, it was best not to involve other obligations.

"You’re one of the bosses of West Mountain; of course, I had to come to rescue you. So, did you see anything you liked? Whatever they have, we have too. It’s all the same setup."

"Do you have rocket launchers? How much? You guys don’t have shills too, do you?" Jing Shu was particularly concerned about this.

Li Yuetian stroked his chin. "I’ll give you a flat rate: 20,000. You figured that out too? Of course, there are shills. How about we hire you to be one for us?"

Indeed, that was a very conscientious price. Considering the cutthroat bidding inside, this price was excellent.

"Forget it. I’m not cut out for work that attracts so much resentment. By the way, you said I’m one of the bosses of West Mountain. Did something happen to the big boss, Qian Duoduo, again?" Jing Shu’s earlier gloom vanished as she inquired about this matter.

"That’s a long story; you’ll see it in the news. I’m here on official business. Just put your thumbprint here," Li Yuetian said.