The end of science is metaphysics.
Feng Jinxuan's pointed remark was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples all around.
A slight crack appeared in Feng Jinhong's perfect smile, but it quickly returned to normal. He raised his wine glass and laughed heartily, as if he hadn't grasped the deeper meaning: "Jinxuan, you're really joking. What bad luck could I possibly have on me? I'm perfectly fine."
After saying that, he turned around and blended into the crowd, saying that he had to entertain some friends. His back view showed no sign of anything unusual.
Yu Jinli, however, keenly noticed that the hazy aura surrounding him noticeably fluctuated the moment he turned around.
Ha, you're fast.
"Let's go sit over there for a while." Feng Jinxuan's voice rang in her ears, interrupting her thoughts.
"Oh, okay." Yu Jinli snapped out of her daze and obediently followed him to a relatively quiet corner to sit down.
Although her selfless act of saving the day had successfully averted the crisis, her cheeks still felt as hot as if she could fry an egg on them. She picked up a glass of juice and gulped down a large mouthful, trying to cool her brain down.
Feng Jinxuan sat beside her without speaking, only turning his head to look at her. That gaze was exactly like the look her college physics professor had given her when he looked at the newly purchased particle collider—full of rational, emotionless, and pure curiosity.
Yu Jinli felt uncomfortable under his gaze. She cleared her throat and broke the silence: "Boss, that kiss just now was an 'emergency avoidance' measure, which falls under our business scope. According to our agreement, this should be considered a 'top-tier crisis public relations' operation, and the price is negotiable."
She's here again, and it's started again.
Feng Jinxuan's lips curled up almost imperceptibly where she couldn't see.
"Sure," he said calmly. "I'll have Assistant Wang calculate it for you."
He's here again, and it's started again.
Assistant Wang, standing not far away, twitched his lips upon hearing this, silently taking out his notebook and making another note. He now seriously suspected that Miss Yu's true identity was that of someone the boss had hired to test the company's financial system's resilience. As for the boss... well, whatever makes the boss happy.
Just then, the lights on the auction stage changed, and the host announced in an excited voice: "Distinguished guests, what follows is the most exciting part of our evening—the charity rough stone auction!"
The staff pushed several carts, which were filled with raw stones of different sizes and shapes.
Yu Jinli instantly perked up.
Jade gambling is the ultimate battlefield of luck! It's the home turf for "talented players" like her!
The first few rough stones fetched hefty prices thanks to the enthusiastic bidding of wealthy individuals. Yu Jinli simply watched quietly, while her inner monologue flooded the screen.
"Oh dear, this one won't do. Its aura is mixed, like a cheap knock-off from Pinduoduo that costs 9.9 yuan with free shipping. Anyone who buys it will be a sucker."
"That spot is interesting, it hides a hint of green, but unfortunately it's like an 'online romance'—it looks beautiful, but once it's all in the open, it's doomed."
She watched with great interest until the last piece of rough stone was pushed up.
It was a huge raw stone, about half a person's height, grayish-white all over, with an ugly moss and stone skin covering its surface, looking like a piece of waste picked up from a construction site.
The host introduced, "Ladies and gentlemen, this is the final piece of the evening, rough stone No. 007 from the old mine in Hpakant. Starting bid: one million."
As soon as he finished speaking, a murmur arose from the audience.
"Isn't this the 'Ghost's Bane'? I heard that several experts have examined it and all said it's impossible for it to turn green."
"A million dollars for a piece of junk? That's burning money!"
Feng Jinhong was sitting not far from them, and he was watching with great interest, a smile of anticipation playing on his lips.
However, in Yu Jinli's eyes, this "devil's nightmare" was shining like a small sun!
That wasn't ordinary golden good fortune, but a kind of almost viscous, solidified emerald-green aura. That aura was so pure and so powerful, like a green heart sealed within a stubborn rock, beating strongly.
This isn't just a stone! It's a walking money-printing machine! It's the key to her financial freedom for the rest of her life!
Her heart started pounding wildly in rhythm with that!
She suddenly grabbed Feng Jinxuan's arm, her eyes shining like two 1,000-watt light bulbs, her voice trembling with excitement.
"Boss! Buy it! Now! Right now!"
Feng Jinxuan lowered his eyes and glanced at her hand, whose knuckles had turned white from exertion. Then, following her gaze, he looked at the unremarkable stone on the stage.
He asked calmly, "Why?"
"Trust me, boss! I'm a professional!" Yu Jinli was so anxious he was about to jump up, and he started talking nonsense. "I just did some calculations, and this stone is located in the Kun position, gathering the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the essence of the sun and moon. It forms a perfect 'wealth-generating' closed loop with your birth chart! If you don't get it today, it will definitely be a great loss in your life!"
As she spoke, she frantically flirted with Feng Jinxuan, her expression seeming to say: Trust me! I can make you rich!
Feng Jinxuan almost laughed in anger when he saw her looking like a fortune teller sticking out phone screen protectors under a bridge.
But the pointer on his wrist's [Misfortune Monitor] shifted slightly, but clearly, to the left, moving one more notch to the left.
This shows that her current "excitement" and "desire" have a positive and beneficial influence on him.
His reason told him that this was absurd.
But his monitoring device never lies.
"One million one hundred thousand."
A cool, clear voice rang out distinctly in the otherwise quiet meeting room.
All eyes in the room were immediately focused on Feng Jinxuan.
Feng Jinhong burst out laughing. He raised his wine glass to Feng Jinxuan with a "I understand you" expression: "Jinxuan, I know you're doing this for charity, but is it really necessary to spend so much?"
A chorus of snickers rose from the surrounding area.
Everyone knows Feng Jinxuan has bad luck, but now it seems his judgment is also ridiculously poor. Spending over a million yuan on a piece of junk—what else could it be but a rip-off?
Yu Jinli clenched her fists nervously, her palms sweating profusely.
"Boss, don't back down! Think about our strategic partnership! This will generate revenue for the company!"
Feng Jinxuan ignored her and simply looked indifferently at the stage.
As expected, no one else placed a bid.
The host brought down the gavel: "One million one hundred thousand once, one million two hundred thousand... one million one hundred thousand, sold! Congratulations, Mr. Feng!"
The sympathy in his tone was almost undisguised.
Feng Jinhong stood up and walked over leisurely, a regretful expression on his face: "Jinxuan, you are still too young. I had someone examine this stone, and it's just a stone. Your money has gone down the drain."
"Is that so?" Feng Jinxuan glanced at him, then said to the host on stage, "Please, cut the stone on the spot."
On-site stone cutting?
Now everyone was intrigued. This was going to be interesting! Everyone wanted to see for themselves how this unlucky CEO Feng would turn over a million yuan into a pile of rubble.
The stone-cutting master was quickly invited up. Under everyone's watchful eyes, the ear-piercing sound of the cutting machine rang out, and stone chips flew everywhere.
Yu Jinli's heart was in her throat, even more nervous than when she checked her college entrance exam scores.
"It's gone up! It's gone up! Now it's even turning green!"
A gasp suddenly erupted from the crowd.
At the cut-out window, a touch of bright green, like the tender buds of willow in early spring, was visible, fresh and vibrant.
Feng Jinhong's expression changed slightly.
"Keep cutting!" Feng Jinxuan's tone remained calm.
The cutting machine roared to life again.
As the stone skin was peeled away piece by piece, the green color grew larger, thicker, and more vibrant!
Finally, when the entire stone was completely removed, everyone gasped in astonishment.
It was an enormous piece of imperial green jadeite, entirely emerald green, with exceptional translucency!
It was so green it looked like it could drip water, and under the lights it shone with a mysterious and noble luster that almost dazzled everyone's eyes.
"My God! This is... Imperial Green! And such a huge piece!"
"How much is this worth? A hundred million? Two hundred million?"
"President Feng's luck... is incredible!"
The meeting room erupted in chaos.
The mocking, sympathetic, and amused looks from before have now turned into shock, envy, and disbelief.
The color drained from Feng Jinhong's face instantly. He stared intently at the jade, as if trying to see through it.
Amidst the commotion and shock, Feng Jinxuan did something that surprised everyone.
He didn't look at the priceless jade, but slowly turned his head, his gaze like two precise scalpels, landing on Yu Jinli beside him, as if he wanted to dissect her from the inside out.
His worldview was challenged like never before at this moment.
As a staunch materialist and a believer in science who thinks everything can be quantified by data, what was happening before his eyes was completely beyond his comprehension.
He leaned down, close to Yu Jinli's ear, and without questioning or showing shock, asked in a calm, almost eerie tone, as if conducting an academic discussion:
"What is your professional intuition, and what is the quantifiable data model? What is the trigger threshold? And what is the degree of replicability?"
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