CHAPTER 893: CHAPTER 895: CONCERT TICKETS DELIVERED TO THE DOOR

"So, Yingjie, are you saying that if we want to buy a concert ticket from those scalpers, the one million Yingying took out might not be enough?"

"Definitely not enough!" Shaking her head, dousing the last bit of hope in Xu Jiao’s heart, Jiang Ying glanced around at Ning Qi and the other girls around her, and said with affirmation, "I’ve been keeping an eye on the market these past few days regarding the ticket prices for Meng Ke’er’s concert. The prices keep rising, basically changing daily. The day before yesterday, it was thirty thousand a ticket, and in just two days it’s gone up to a hundred thousand. I estimate that in a few days, the price will double again."

"Moreover, the main issue right now isn’t even the price. It’s that there are too many people trying to buy tickets from the scalpers. I don’t know if you have noticed these past few days, but the flow of people in Zhonghai has visibly increased. Many people specifically came from other places to see Meng Ke’er’s concert, including a small number of foreigners."

"So even if Mr. Xu is willing to put up one or two million, it would still be very difficult for us to purchase tickets. Even if we could, we’d probably only be able to get two or three at most. And that’s if we’re lucky. If we’re not lucky, there’s a good chance we won’t get any tickets at all."

Being the actual manager of Huating Villa and Che Wuya’s Club, Jiang Ying may not be as famous as Su Qinglan in the entire Zhonghai, but through the members of Che Wuya’s Club, the network of people she can mobilize is still quite extensive.

Thus, after hearing Jiang Ying’s analysis of the current situation where tickets to Meng Ke’er’s concert are hard to come by, even the wealthy Xu Yingying couldn’t help but feel her heart sink.

If Xu Yingying is already so disappointed, it’s only natural that Ning Qi and Xu Jiao and the others would harbor even less hope.

As for Ning Qi and the four girls including Meng Xue’er, they might as well not be mentioned. Although they consider themselves to have a good relationship with Xu Yingying, due to their own temperaments, they obviously find it difficult to accept concert tickets purchased with hundreds of thousands spent by Xu Yingying.

As for Xu Jiao, she evidently couldn’t comfortably accept it either.

After all, the girl’s yearly allowance is just about enough to buy a ticket to Meng Ke’er’s concert.

If she were to use the ticket bought by Xu Yingying to attend Meng Ke’er’s concert, she might not feel up to facing Xu Yingying afterward and calling her out.

"Forget it, forget it. I never had high expectations anyway. Now that the ticket prices are so high, it just completely dashes our hopes."

"Ning, you might say that, but when thinking about not being able to hear Meng Ke’er sing up close, it’s really saddening."

"Yingying has a reason to be sad, Ningjie. You probably don’t know, but Meng Ke’er’s agency already announced that everyone attending her concert next Saturday will get a new personally signed album for free, and more importantly, Meng Ke’er will personally select one hundred lucky fans to take a photo with her!"

"The latest news is that after the concert, Meng Ke’er will also select one lucky fan to dine with her."

Once Jiang Ying finished speaking, even the usually quiet Meng Xue’er couldn’t remain calm.

Meng Xue’er’s face turned red with excitement as she leaned close to Jiang Ying, "Ying, Yingjie, is what you’re saying true? Meng Ke’er, she will really choose one lucky fan to dine with her?"

"Absolutely true!"

"...You guys continue chatting, I want to be alone for a bit."

After Jiang Ying spoke, Ning Qi, whose expression was rather complex, thought for a moment, then went to sit alone by a rock garden to be alone in her regrets.

"I also want to be alone until Meng Ke’er’s concert ends, so don’t bother me."

After Ning Qi left, Xu Yingying straightforwardly went ashore.

The remaining ones like Xu Jiao, Meng Xue’er, and others, although not having left, all had expressions that were almost identical—regretful, unwilling...

Right at the moment when Ning Qi, Xu Yingying, and others were filled with regret and unwillingness, Lin Fei, who found it boring being in the water not far away and wanted to change clothes to stroll around at Huating Villa, received an unexpected call from Meng Ke’er.

...

"Meng Ke’er? Sounds familiar. We know each other?"

Surrounded by many women and having been through a lot recently, Lin Fei didn’t have much memory of Meng Ke’er as a person.

Not that he’d forgotten her entirely, but he couldn’t recall exactly who she was.

After all, when the Ausar Mercenary Corps attacked the plane carrying Lin Fei and Xue Mei, his focus was mostly on Xue Mei; saving Meng Ke’er was just a casual move.

To be honest, the over one hundred passengers on the plane were all saved by Lin Fei.

For fan groups like Ning Qi and Xu Yingying, who see Meng Ke’er as an idol, she might leave a deep impression that’s unforgettable for life.

But for someone like Lin Fei, who has experienced too much and is a key figure in the Hell’s Judgement Organization, Meng Ke’er was no different from any regular passenger at that time.

The only difference might be that Meng Ke’er had a more pleasant voice.

Although Meng Ke’er, besides having a nice voice, was indeed an extremely beautiful woman with remarkable looks and figure.

However, for someone like Lin Fei who’s never lacked beautiful women around him, Meng Ke’er wasn’t enough to leave a lasting impression on him.

"Did you forget? When we were flying from Manzhou to Zhonghai City, you saved me. I sat next to you at that time."

Upon hearing Meng Ke’er’s reminder, after recalling the incident, Lin Fei, with an expression of realization, casually replied, "I remember now, so it was you. I was wondering why the voice sounded so familiar. So, calling me suddenly—what’s up? Don’t tell me you’re in trouble on a flight again?!"

"No, no, it’s not that. It’s like this. I’m having a concert in Zhonghai next Saturday, and I was wondering if you’d be available. If you have time, I’d like to invite you to my concert. I’ve already prepared a ticket for you. If you’re available, I can have it sent to you right away—"

Before Meng Ke’er could finish, having understood the reason for her call, Lin Fei immediately declined, "Sorry, I’ve been quite busy lately. Besides, I’m not really interested in concerts. Thank you for your kindness, but I’m afraid I won’t be able to attend. If there’s nothing else, I’ll hang up now."

With those words, seeing Xu Yingying approaching, Lin Fei ended the call.