Chapter 562 Exceptional Luck

Xie Shang glanced at the arena and saw a red banner that read "A Treasure Hunt with All Its Might and Ingenuity"—how clever! The boss was quite the shrewd person.

Xie Shang's lips curled slightly. "It seems that it will be quite difficult for you to give Lin Yu a gift."

"I've always been very lucky," Jiang Fenghua said confidently.

Xie Shang couldn't refute this point; Jiang Fenghua's luck was a gift from heaven, even the heavens were on her side.

Next, Jiang Fenghua continued her challenges. Everyone who was trying to meditate and answer the questions saw how fast she was moving and all focused their attention on her. Someone exclaimed, "She's already on the 90th floor, and I'm still stuck on the 10th floor. Can someone help me?"

Mutual assistance is also permissible, as long as they continue to strive for improvement.

At this moment, Ran Heng took out an extremely difficult topic and read it aloud: "Write an essay on the topic of Mid-Autumn Festival in public. It must be more than a thousand words long and must not be memorized or plagiarized. Would you like to continue, young lady? If you give up, you can take this top-quality white jade hairpin worth three thousand taels of silver."

Everyone stopped and looked in her direction. "Boss Ran said this hairpin is worth three thousand taels, so it is worth three thousand taels. It's not bad to win this hairpin."

"It's a pity that the prizes can't be accumulated. The higher the prize, the more valuable it becomes. It all depends on whether anyone can get it. Anyway, they're all free to claim. Let's all try our best to get this jade hairpin."

While everyone was discussing it, Jiang Fenghua's pen moved swiftly and rapidly, like a dragon or snake. She didn't say much and strictly followed her boss's instructions. Soon, a long article about the Mid-Autumn Festival, about a thousand words, appeared on the paper.

Jiang Fenghua didn't want to write so many words either, but the boss had given a tricky topic, requiring her to write an article praising the Mid-Autumn Festival with a word count limit.

She herself did not expect that she could respond so eloquently and skillfully.

After reading it, Ran Heng exclaimed in amazement, "Young lady, your writing is truly remarkable. I admire you."

Those around him exclaimed, "Wow, that's amazing! You finished it so quickly!"

"What challenges do we need to overcome in this level?" She used the word "challenging" because the previous dozens of levels were indeed quite mentally taxing.

She also admired Boss Ran's literary talent; someone who could come up with so many questions was clearly no ordinary businessman.

Jiang Fenghua later learned that the boss was also from the Great Zhou Kingdom and had once been a scholar who was very friendly to literati.

He had a setback in his official career, which led him to change course and go to the south to do business. He made many friends through literature and at the same time, his bookstore business grew bigger and bigger.

"This level is a lottery. After solving so many levels, I believe that no question is too difficult for you."

Jiang Fenghua remained composed and neither arrogant nor complacent, and said in a deep voice, "Boss Ran, please unleash whatever new tricks you have up your sleeve!"

Boss Ran gave Jiang Fenghua a thumbs up, "Luck, let's test the girl's luck in this round."

Everyone was stunned by these words. "What do you mean? To win a good start, you still have to rely on luck. What if you're unlucky? Does that mean all the previous levels don't count?"

The mood was raised to a new level: "Not everyone is lucky."

Jiang Fenghua said in a deep voice, "I've always been very lucky. I'm afraid the boss's pair of nine-phoenix hairpins will be mine."

Boss Ran said, "If it really belongs to the young lady, it can be considered a kind of fate between the young lady and it."

After everyone checked and found no problems, Jiang Fenghua reached into the bamboo tube to draw lots. There were only nine bamboo sticks, and each stick represented a result. It was up to Jiang Fenghua to draw what she would get.

Xie Shang stood beside her. When Jiang Fenghua drew the bamboo stick that would jump directly to the ninety-ninth floor, he smiled slightly, a proud expression on his face, and began to declare his ownership, "She is my wife, my lady."

Jiang Fenghua glanced at him and thought it was a bit silly of him to suddenly say that. He seemed to be asking, "Who is your wife?"

She didn't want to argue with him in public.

Xie Shang had already forgotten that he was still angry. The key point is that Jiang Fenghua had no idea that he had been angry at all.

Everyone around cheered, even more excited than if she had won the prize herself. They were all happy for her, and the festive atmosphere instantly rose.

She asked in a deep voice, "What is the question for the ninety-ninth floor?"

As soon as she opened her mouth, everyone's voices went quiet again. They were all so nervous. If she couldn't answer this question, would all her previous efforts be in vain? If so, that would be such a pity.

However, now everyone is no longer thinking about whether it's a pity or not. Instead, they're thinking that if she loses the last round, it's because Boss Ran did it on purpose, deliberately making things difficult for her, and didn't even want to use the Nine Phoenix Hairpin as a prize.

Even before the outcome was decided, people had already started blaming Boss Ran. If he knew what everyone was thinking, he would definitely be wronged to death. In this life, he values ​​"reputation" the most; otherwise, how could his Fuguizhai restaurant have survived in Licheng?

Actually, Boss Ran was also dumbfounded. The questions and rules he set were already tricky enough, but she solved them one by one without showing the slightest sign of defeat. It was as if the entertainment program he had painstakingly come up with and the prizes he offered were as easy as taking candy from a baby.

Someone urged, "Boss Ran, are you going to back out? Hurry up and reveal the question! What's the question for the ninety-ninth floor?"

Ran Heng smiled slightly, personally took the Nine Phoenix Hairpin and placed it in a brocade box, then handed it to Jiang Fenghua, saying, "This is a prize that you won with your own ability, so it belongs to you."

Jiang Fenghua had a keen eye and knew that the jade inlaid on the hairpin was actually a high-quality gemstone, worth a fortune.

She said, "There's still one last question to complete, Mr. Ran. Let's stick to the rules! I don't want to take advantage of anyone. It would be a huge loss for Mr. Ran if he easily lets someone take the Nine Phoenix Hairpin!"

Ran Heng paused, his smile deepening, and personally handed the ninety-ninth level challenge to Jiang Fenghua: "I dare to set up this challenge because I'm not afraid of someone winning it."

Jiang Fenghua glanced at it and was surprised. "It's so simple, even simpler than the first question."

Ran Heng said, "A talented woman who can pass the ninetieth level will naturally find the next nine levels easy to pass as well."

Jiang Fenghua smiled slightly and cupped her hands in a gesture of respect to Ran Heng, "Boss Ran is a truly wise man, I admire him."

The onlookers were puzzled. "What exactly is the question? Girl, show it to us."

Jiang Fenghua showed the question to everyone, and someone said: "Four pillars and eight railings, where a lazy man lives, his nose turns in circles, and his tail circles."

The crowd then said, "Isn't that just a pig? She got such an easy question; I didn't expect her to be so lucky."

Jiang Fenghua had also overcome many challenges to obtain the hairpin. She said to Ran Heng, "Thank you, Boss Ran."

Ran Heng nodded, "You earned it through your own abilities, I didn't give it to you for free."

Ran Heng then asked, "May I ask your name, young lady? Would you be so kind as to leave your name on my artwork? It would be a great honor for Fugui Studio."

I've been doing business in Licheng for several years now. Every year, Fuguizhai hosts dozens of these competitions, big and small. Each one represents a step forward for Fuguizhai's growth. I'm very happy to have met you, young lady."

Jiang Fenghua smiled and said, "My surname is Jiang, and my name is..."

Xie Shang pulled her away.