Chapter 55: The Auction Begins

The night of the Song Corporation Charity Auction had arrived.

Zhao Feng adjusted his cufflinks, admiring his reflection in the mirror. The tailored black suit fit him like a glove, exuding elegance and dominance. L'Amour Tailors had truly delivered perfection.

Ding!

[Task Completed: Dress to Impress – +10 Charm]

He smirked. "Easy rewards."

A luxurious Rolls-Royce Phantom pulled up outside. A professional driver stepped out and bowed slightly.

"Mr. Zhao Feng, Miss Song has arranged your transport," the driver announced.

"So thoughtful," Zhao Feng mused as he stepped inside.

As the car smoothly glided through the city, the flashing neon lights reflected off the tinted windows. This was the world he was stepping into—wealth, power, and luxury. But he wasn't just here to observe. He was here to take control.

The venue, The Grand Imperial Hotel, was a marvel of architecture, designed for the elite. The entrance was lined with luxury cars, and photographers were stationed to capture the glamorous arrivals.

When Zhao Feng stepped out of the car, the shift in attention was immediate. His sharp features, confident stride, and well-tailored suit commanded focus.

Ding!

[Passive Effect: Natural Attraction – Your presence automatically draws attention from high-class women.]

The whispers began almost instantly.

"Who is that?"

"I've never seen him before, but he's got the aura of someone important."

"He must be some young heir."

Zhao Feng ignored them. Instead, his gaze locked onto Song Jia, who stood at the entrance.

She was breathtaking. Clad in a sleek black gown, her long legs and smooth shoulders were exposed just enough to tease. Her confidence, paired with that seductive smirk, made her the center of attention.

When Zhao Feng approached, her eyes flickered with amusement.

"You clean up well," she murmured.

"Wouldn't want to embarrass my host," Zhao Feng replied smoothly.

Song Jia's lips curved, but before she could reply, another voice cut in.

"Miss Song, I was hoping to have this dance with you tonight."

A tall, well-groomed man stepped forward. Li Zixuan.

Heir to a powerful financial group, he carried himself with the arrogance of old money. His gaze shifted to Zhao Feng, analyzing him with a polite but condescending smirk.

"You must be… Zhao Feng?" Li Zixuan asked, feigning familiarity.

Zhao Feng met his gaze, smirking. "I must be."

Li Zixuan's smirk tightened. "Interesting. I don't believe I've seen you at any elite gatherings before."

"You will from now on," Zhao Feng replied casually.

Song Jia stifled a laugh.

Ding!

[Li Zixuan's Displeasure +10%]

[Song Jia's Amusement +15%]

The system chimed in:

[System Remark: Congrats! You've pissed off an elite heir. Keep going or let him simmer?]

Zhao Feng chuckled internally. "Let's keep it interesting."

Song Jia, still amused, lightly placed her hand on Zhao Feng's arm. "Come, let me introduce you to some people."

The slight touch sent a faint warmth through his skin, and for a brief second, her fingers lingered before she pulled him along.

Inside the grand auction hall, crystal chandeliers illuminated the luxurious space. Rare art pieces, high-end jewelry, and even exclusive real estate were displayed for auction.

As they moved through the crowd, Zhao Feng's eyes landed on a woman seated at a VIP table.

She had long, wavy brown hair, and her red dress hugged her curves in just the right way—sophisticated yet dangerously seductive.

Ding!

[Target Identified: Xu Qingyan – Rising Actress, The Nation's Belle]

[New Task: Impress Xu Qingyan – Reward: +30 Charm, +5 Fame]

As if sensing his gaze, Xu Qingyan glanced up.

For a moment, she held his stare. Then, with a knowing smirk, she took a slow sip of wine before turning back to her conversation.

Ding!

[System Remark: Beauty alert! At this rate, you'll need a bigger mansion.]

Zhao Feng smirked. "Interesting."

Beside him, Song Jia noticed and chuckled. "Attractive, isn't she?"

"Just admiring the guests," Zhao Feng replied smoothly.

"Be careful," Song Jia teased. "She's the kind of woman who can ruin a man with just a smile."

Zhao Feng turned to her, his expression playful. "And you? What kind of woman are you?"

Song Jia leaned in slightly, her warm breath just brushing his cheek. "Wouldn't you like to find out?"

Ding!

[Song Jia's Interest +10%]

The game had just begun.