Zombie Bodyguard
Chapter 579 - 576: The Woman with the Black Card

Chapter 579: Chapter 576: The Woman with the Black Card

Lin Tian likewise looked over, curious to know which woman had the audacity to bid such an amount. To his surprise, this woman wasn’t from the second floor’s Ou Qinglan, but rather on the first floor.

A person on the first floor? Those with the strength to challenge Li Zhengyang wouldn’t usually be found on the first floor, right? Could this be another troublemaker? Lin Tian observed carefully, full of questions.

After taking a good look at the woman, Lin Tian felt slightly disappointed. The woman had spoken with a voice that was pleasant and melodic, but her appearance was quite plain.

Typically, when one hears a delightful and sweet female voice, the mind conjures up an image of a beautiful woman. Yet the appearance of the woman who made the bid was exceedingly ordinary, the kind that would fade into a crowd, with her only distinguishing feature being her above-average height.

Many people showed the same expression as him, their faces mirroring disappointment upon seeing that the owner of the beautiful voice was just an average-looking woman, wondering if perhaps God had been distracted while creating her.

The woman appeared to be in her twenties or thereabouts, more accurately a young girl, only a few years older than Xiao Manxuan. Although her appearance was plain, her skin was very white and delicate. However, this pallor was different from that of Asians—it was the kind of white common to Caucasian races. Her hair also wasn’t black, but blonde, similar to Rossi’s hair color.

"Brother Lin, this young lady seems to be a foreigner like your friend, right?" Zhou Botong voiced his perplexity.

"That’s obvious, look at the color of her hair; it’s clearly not dyed but natural. And judging by her English accent, she must be European, maybe even from England, she has a thick traditional English accent," Lin Tian analyzed.

"We can be sure of that, at least she’s not from America. Women from there are generally tall and robust, with naturally poorer skin, but this woman’s skin is rather good. It’s just a shame—it’s wasted on her voice," Zhou Botong said regretfully.

Lin Tian, however, shook his head, disagreeing, "At first, I thought the same as you, but then I realized it doesn’t matter. People don’t live by appearance alone in this world, and besides, are beautiful women necessarily better than those with ordinary looks?"

The people around them began to chatter just like the two of them, discussing her looks, her foreign identity, and more, wondering by what right a young girl sitting on the first floor, unknown to anyone, was bidding against Li Zhengyang.

Seeing everyone looking at her, the young woman assumed they couldn’t understand her English. She then spoke in Chinese, "What I said was ’wait’; I want to place a bid."

Her pronunciation in Chinese was very accurate, without even a single error in the retroflex sounds. But this wasn’t the point—the point was that she really intended to bid.

Since there was a new bid, Shi Feifei had no choice but to announce once again, "The current highest bid is 1.5 billion, does anyone have a higher bid?"

The crowd fell silent, straining their ears to hear, curious to know her offer. Even Li Zhengyang sat down, though his brow was slightly furrowed. Someone bidding against him was unexpected, and this person wasn’t from the Ou family or the Yun Family.

"My offer..." The young foreign woman paused, then continued, "1.8 billion."

There was a "bang" as the sound of a teacup hitting the floor echoed. Someone, stunned by the 1.8 billion bid, had fumbled their teacup and dropped it, shattering it, and spilling the tea all over.

But the person who dropped the teacup seemed not to feel a thing, his mouth agape, unable to close for a long time.

Even though the others hadn’t dropped their teacups, they weren’t in much better shape—either their eyes were wide or their mouths were agape or they held sweets to their mouths, forgetting to swallow.

1.8 billion! A full three billion more than Li Zhengyang’s 1.5 billion, bid by a woman around twenty years of age.

Not only the businessmen and young masters on the first floor, but the big shots on the second floor expressed shock and surprise on their faces as well.

"Brother Lin, 1.8 billion, I didn’t mishear, did I?" Zhou Botong pinched his own face, saying with disbelief.

"You didn’t mishear, it is indeed 1.8 billion. I didn’t foresee this result either. I wonder who this woman who appeared out of nowhere really is?" Lin Tian mused, his brows knit with confusion.

"Who could have predicted this turn of events? It’s not another prankster, right?" Zhou Botong said, somewhat worried.

In the hall, he was not the only one entertaining this thought, as there had been an earlier incident involving someone causing a disturbance during the bidding, and that impostor had been thrown out.

Shi Feifei, clearly aware of the crowd’s mood, sternly addressed the foreign woman, "Miss, we sincerely welcome anyone who wishes to bid, but if it turns out to be a disturbance, you’ve seen for yourself what the consequences are."

All eyes in the hall were on the foreign woman, eager to see how she would respond. They had all witnessed Lin Tian’s method; making trouble wouldn’t lead to anything good, and even a foreign woman couldn’t break the rules.

Under the scrutiny of so many eyes, the foreign woman’s expression was calmer than anyone else’s, without the slightest hint of stage fright. She looked down and opened the small bag in her hand, extracting a card.

It was a black card, roughly the size of a common bank card, but not made of plastic. Instead, it gleamed with a metallic luster, appearing understated yet exuding an air of mystery and nobility.

"What is this...?" Many expressed their puzzlement upon seeing the black card.

However, the young foreign woman simply stated, "This is a black card issued by a European bank, globally honored. You can verify it anytime."

Lin Tian knew that when she mentioned a European bank, she was not referring to a specific bank named European Bank, but as a generic term. Similar to Swiss Bank, which most people mistakenly assume is a single institution named Swiss Bank, when in reality, it is a collective term for many Swiss banks.

Without exception, any bank capable of issuing a black card must be a large institution with top-notch global influence.

Shi Feifei looked up at Miss, the matter involving more than a dozen billion, and she had no authority to handle it alone.

Miss stood up and gave three claps. Then two female staff members wearing uniforms came forward, one of them carrying a portable machine.

This device was likely one for processing credit card transactions. Tianfu Restaurant, being an upscale establishment, would definitely have such card readers; otherwise, it would be embarrassing if they couldn’t process transactions for guests with top-tier credit cards.

The two female staff members approached the foreign woman, who seemed to understand and passed her card to them. The staff member without the card then swiped the black card through the machine.

The others craned their necks to see the black card. Although they were relatively affluent, not everyone could own a black card. Such top-level credit cards cannot be applied for personally; the issuing banks extend invitations only to those they deem worthy.

A beep resounded from the card reader, and then a line of information appeared on the screen.

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