Lin Feng leaned back in his chair, casually scrolling through past auction results on his phone. Since he had already secured the
exclusive invitation
, he figured it wouldn’t hurt to do some research.
[System: Curious about how the top 0.1% waste their money? Enjoy.]
Lin Feng raised an eyebrow and clicked on an article.
A crystal-encrusted Bugatti
that was bought for
80 million yuan
—just to be displayed in a private showroom.
A one-of-a-kind diamond necklace
, once worn by an old Hollywood actress, auctioned for
120 million yuan
.
A hand-written letter from an ancient emperor
, framed and hung in some tycoon’s hallway for
50 million yuan
.
An ultra-limited watch
, crafted from meteorite fragments, that sold for
a ridiculous 200 million yuan
—and the owner never even wore it.
Lin Feng scoffed. "These people really have nothing better to do with their money."
[System: And yet... you’re one of them now. Congrats, sugar daddy.]
He sighed, rubbing his temples. It wasn’t that he
minded
spending money—after all, the system practically encouraged it. But at least he wanted to get
some
use out of whatever he bought.
Still, one thing was clear: this
auction wasn’t for normal rich people
. This was the
playground of the ultra-rich
, the kind who didn’t just buy expensive things but
controlled entire industries
.
And if Lin Feng was going to make a name for himself in this world, he had to play at their level.
His phone buzzed with a new message in the
Heavenly Circle group chat
—one of the rich kids had noticed his name on the auction guest list.
[Rich Kid: LOL, did someone mess up the invite list? How did Mr. Poor Cigarette get in?]
[Rich Kid: Maybe he’s just coming to watch. Entry is free, after all.]
[Rich Kid: If he actually bids, I’ll eat my watch.]
Lin Feng smirked. "Oh, don’t worry. You’ll be choking on that watch soon enough."
He closed the chat and stretched lazily.
Time to prepare for his next big move.