C6 The Beauty of a Sports Car

Xiao Nan eagerly clicked on the data for the raw gemstone.

It looked like an ordinary rock, its surface marred with irregular patterns, yet it was priced at a staggering five hundred thousand yuan, leaving Xiao Nan astounded.

He was somewhat familiar with jade stones, which were sold in Southwest China and some neighboring countries. These stones could range from a few thousand to several hundred thousand yuan!

Their value lay in the potential to yield jade, emeralds, and other precious stones, giving rise to the stone gambling industry.

The gemstone Xiao Nan was eyeing tonight could potentially be cut into a four-finger-sized piece of ice jade, exceptionally clear and virtually free of impurities—a rare find indeed.

No wonder such a small piece could fetch five hundred thousand yuan.

Xiao Nan also noted that the system merely provided information, not issuing it as a mission.

That is, the system's treasures were optional purchases, with no obligation to buy.

Furthermore, the system ensured the treasures were within his financial reach, never beyond what he could afford.

Bolstered by his previous experience, Xiao Nan felt a surge of confidence about this gemstone purchase.

He narrowed his eyes, filled with anticipation.

After class, Zhao Fei and Su Xiaoyan swiftly exited the classroom ahead of everyone else.

Xiao Nan let out a cold laugh, took his time packing up, and strolled towards the school's exit.

He had received a WeChat message from Ai Xiaohan instructing him to look for a red Porsche sports car.

Upon exiting, Xiao Nan spotted a red Porsche 911 Turbo S parked at the school gate, drawing the gaze of numerous students.

A luxury car with a price tag over two million yuan was indeed a rare sight, especially a top-of-the-line Porsche 911, with its sleek contours and distinctive 'frog-eye' headlights.

Could that be the one?

With composure, Xiao Nan approached the elite Porsche 911.

Meanwhile, the car door swung open, and out stepped the radiant Ai Xiaohan, her smile beaming.

She appeared to be waiting for someone, her beautiful eyes scanning the surroundings.

True to the adage of a fine car complemented by a beautiful woman, Ai Xiaohan was the epitome of beauty. The onlookers, initially captivated by the car, now had their eyes fixed on Ai Xiaohan. The male students were particularly awestruck, their jaws dropping as they let their imaginations run wild.

Imagine how great it would be to have a beauty who drives a sports car as your girlfriend?

After daydreaming, they grew indignant, wondering which incredibly fortunate man had managed to marry such a woman.

"Xiao Nan, over here!" Ai Xiaohan called out with a beaming smile, waving to someone in the distance. Everyone turned to look where she was gesturing.

"Xiao Nan? Is that a guy or a girl?"

"It can't be this kid, can it? He doesn't look all that impressive."

The crowd began to murmur among themselves, but they were all taken aback when Xiao Nan approached Ai Xiaohan. His looks and attire seemed completely mismatched with the glamorous woman and her sports car. Could he be some low-key scion of wealth? Was he her boyfriend or perhaps her brother?

As everyone speculated about their relationship, Xiao Nan struck up a conversation with Ai Xiaohan: "A Porsche 911, the top model no less. You're definitely living large."

With a gentle smile, Ai Xiaohan replied, "Hop in. I'm taking you to my grandfather's birthday celebration."

Under the watchful eyes of the onlookers, Xiao Nan climbed into the sports car, and they zoomed off.

"Miss Ai, who will be at the birthday celebration tonight? I'm not sure if it's appropriate for me to attend," Xiao Nan said, feeling somewhat out of his element at the prospect of attending a wealthy person's birthday party.

"Just call me Xiaohan," she reassured him, noticing his nervousness. "Don't worry about it. Everyone there tonight is a friend of the family, and my grandfather personally invited you. Just come, enjoy the food and drink, and treat it like any other party."

"Oh! Should I bring some fruit or something? It is your grandfather's birthday, after all. I feel like I should bring a gift to show my respect."

Ai Xiaohan burst into laughter. The guests at her grandfather's banquet were all high-profile figures, and the gifts they brought were tailored to his tastes—like the Four Treasures of the Study, antiques, and calligraphy. The least expensive gifts started in the hundreds of thousands.

She wasn't mocking him, though; she simply found Xiao Nan's earnestness rather endearing.

Puzzled, Xiao Nan asked, "What's so funny? Did I say something wrong? Or does your grandfather not like fruit? I could get some collectible trinkets instead."

He was, after all, a man whose net worth was in the hundreds of thousands. Dropping a few thousand on gifts was nothing to him.

Ai Xiaohan laughed softly, "There's no need. If you sell me that jade pendant, it would be the best gift for my grandfather. He invited you over today to express his gratitude. He's been collecting jade pendants for over a decade and he's quite taken with yours. Plus, he's intrigued by a young man who can snag such a find for just a few thousand yuan."

Xiao Nan felt a wave of relief wash over him. He inquired further, "Xiaohan, where's your home? Is it a long way off?"

"We live in the eastern suburbs estate. It's not too far—just a half-hour drive from here."

"The eastern suburbs estate?" Xiao Nan paused, surprised. The software had indicated that the raw stone was to be auctioned there tonight.

Could it really be such a stroke of luck that the auction was at Ai Xiaohan's place?

If so, that would certainly save him some effort!

"What is it?" Ai Xiaohan asked while driving, "Have you been to the eastern suburbs estate before?"

"No, I've just heard about it," he replied, managing a nonchalant smile to cover his tracks.

"Su Xiaoyan, you're going to regret this," he thought to himself.

As he sat in the top-of-the-line Porsche 911 next to the radiant Ai Xiaohan, Xiao Nan's thoughts drifted to his ex-girlfriend, Su Xiaoyan, and he couldn't suppress a scornful chuckle.