"Fatty was furious when he overheard the audacity—how dare someone in Sunan City not give him face? Any man likes to save face, especially when his woman is right beside him. He had just declared he'd secure the diamond, and then someone interfered. It was more than he could bear. Clenching his teeth, Fatty shouted, '1.7 million.'"
"'1.8 million.' The man in booth number five seemed slightly annoyed as he picked up the microphone and said, 'My father is Tian Dongcheng. I hope everyone can show me a little respect, alright?'"
Everyone at the venue gasped upon hearing that name. Tian Dongcheng, a high-ranking official in the city, was not someone to offend needlessly. Most people there were businessmen; none would willingly offend someone so influential. Even with some connections at the province level, county authority was more imminent. Even if you complained to your backers, and Tian Dongcheng outwardly agreed, he could still trip you up behind the scenes, leaving you helpless.
