766: Chapter 761 I want her to get a good night's sleep

Because that scent had arrived.

It wasn't like the floral or fruity scents one usually smelled, nor was it as heavy as agarwood.

It was like a gust of wind.

A biting cold wind from the peak of a snow-capped mountain, carrying the scent of ice, snow, and pine needles.

In an instant, it swept into the nostrils of everyone present.

It rushed straight to the crown of their heads.

"Hiss—"

A white-haired elderly man sitting in the front row gasped sharply.

That was Elder Qi, the investment consultant brought by An Ran and a famous financial actuary.

Elder Qi had been suffering from insomnia for a consecutive week due to a cross-border merger and acquisition case.

His head felt as heavy as if it were filled with lead.

But the moment he inhaled this breath.

Elder Qi's cloudy eyes suddenly bulged wide.

The leaden weight vanished.

The fog in his mind was instantly sliced open by that domineering coolness.

Those complex datasets that had been tangled together were now automatically arranging and combining themselves in his mind.

It was terrifyingly clear.

The logic was frighteningly smooth.

"This... what is this?"

Elder Qi stood up tremblingly.

He even tossed aside the cane in his hand.

He felt as if his brain had grown twenty years younger.

He had returned to his peak period when his thinking was most agile.

It wasn't just him.

In the entire hall, the noisy whispering completely vanished.

Everyone maintained a posture of deep breathing.

Greedily capturing every stray thread of fragrance in the air.

Zhao Dequan's expression changed.

From mockery to astonishment.

And from astonishment to terror.

He was an expert.

Precisely because he was an expert, he understood the terrifying nature of this thing even more.

No impurities whatsoever.

A penetrating power pure to the extreme.

In front of this scent, his proud eight-million-yuan Kynam really seemed as vulgar as a piece of rotten wood.

How was this incense?

This was an adrenaline shot to the brain!

"This is 'floating dawn'."

Shen Yan turned off the censer.

Even though it had only burned for a minute.

That scent still lingered in the air for a long time.

"Restored through ancient methods, personally blended by Master He Jingzhong."

"The effect is very simple."

"It increases brain activity by three times."

"Allowing you to have a brain like a supercomputer for the next four hours."

Shen Yan scanned the room.

Everywhere his gaze landed, everyone's eyes became fanatical.

For this group of people standing at the top of the pyramid.

What was most valuable?

Not sports cars, not villas.

It was decision-making.

It was that one second of inspiration faster than a competitor at a critical moment.

This thing could buy a life.

It could buy a win.

"President Shen!"

Elder Qi was the first to rush over, grabbing Shen Yan's arm with complete disregard for his image.

"This thing... how much is it?"

"I want it!"

"I'll pay five million!"

The surroundings were in an uproar.

Five million.

To buy a black pill the size of a fingernail.

Crazy?

"Elder Qi, please calm down..."

The assistant nearby tried to pull him back.

"Get lost!"

Elder Qi roared with bloodshot eyes.

"What the hell do you know!"

"These few minutes of clarity can help me save hundreds of millions in losses!"

This shout woke everyone up.

Indeed.

Who among those present didn't have a few headache-inducing projects on their hands?

In this era of intense competition, who didn't want a clearer head than others?

"Six million!"

"President Shen, I'm from Vanke Tech, our R&D department really needs this!"

"Eight million! President Shen, do me a favor!"

Bids rose one after another.

The celebrities who were putting on airs just now were now like elderly women fighting for discounted eggs at a wet market.

Zhao Dequan stood outside the crowd.

His face was pale.

He looked at the young man surrounded by the crowd.

He suddenly felt a wave of powerlessness.

He had lost.

Lost completely.

Shen Yan raised his hand and pressed down.

The scene fell silent instantly.

It was more effective than an elementary school teacher entering a classroom.

"Everyone."

"'floating dawn' cannot be mass-produced."

"There are only thirty pills a year."

Boom!

These words were like a ladle of oil poured onto a fire that was already burning brightly.

Scarcity.

Extreme scarcity.

This meant it wasn't just a tool.

It was a symbol of status.

An entry ticket to power.

Owning 'floating dawn' meant having 'genius moments' that others didn't have.

"I have three here."

Shen Yan closed the lacquer box.

"Tonight, they are for gifting, not for sale."

The crowd grew restless.

Gift?

Gift to whom?

Shen Yan turned around and looked at An Ran, who had been standing blankly to the side.

"CEO An, the company's capital chain was tight before; it's thanks to your trust."

"This first one is for you."

An Ran was stunned.

She looked at the box Shen Yan handed over, her hands trembling slightly.

This wasn't just an incense pill.

This was a favor worth millions.

More importantly, it was Shen Yan's means of establishing authority in this circle.

"The second one."

Shen Yan looked at Elder Qi.

"Elder Qi is a titan of the industry; this thing will only reach its maximum value in your hands."

Elder Qi was so excited his beard was shaking.

He took the small incense pill with both hands as if it were a priceless treasure.

"As for this third one..."

Shen Yan paused.

His gaze crossed the crowd and landed on the ashen-faced Zhao Dequan.

Everyone held their breath.

Zhao Dequan subconsciously straightened his back.

Could it be...

"Is for my fiancée, Liu Hui."

Shen Yan withdrew his gaze, a very faint curve appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"She just recently re-entered her working state and it's quite tiring."

"I want her to get a good night's sleep."

The entire hall was dead silent.

Following that.

Was the sound of some sort of cognitive collapse.

Taking this priceless, top-tier divine object that could develop the brain...

To give to his wife...

As a sleep aid?

This wasn't just humble-bragging.

This was rubbing the faces of everyone present into the ground.

Zhao Dequan's face turned the color of pig liver.

His provocation just now now seemed like the actions of a clown.

Shen Yan didn't spare him another glance.

He handed the lacquer box to the dazed Chen Guangke.

"Let's go."

"Remember to sign the contract."

As Shen Yan walked out, he checked the system panel in his mind.

[Task Completed: Showing One's Edge]

[Obtained Intermediate Intelligence: Zhao Dequan's agarwood supply chain actually broke long ago; the current sources are all smuggled inferior products. Customs will conduct a surprise inspection in three days.]

Shen Yan didn't stop walking.

He just sent a WeChat message to Chen Guangke.

"Dump all the Zhao Group stocks you have."

"Dump them tonight."

In the hall behind him.

Discussions, exclamations, and sounds of regret merged into a massive wave of sound.

But Shen Yan had already stepped into the night.

This night.

The weather in Fragrance Prefecture had changed.

Not just because of a type of incense.

But also because of a name.

Shen Yan.

The night was as black as ink.

The maybach sped along the coastal road.

Outside the window were the receding neon lights.

That was the most prosperous night view of Fragrance Prefecture.

It was very quiet inside the car.

Only Chen Guangke's occasionally irrepressible heavy breathing could be heard.

He held a tablet computer in his hands.

On the screen were red and green interlaced K-line charts.

That was the stock price of the Zhao Group.

Ten minutes ago.

The Zhao Group released an announcement.

Due to suspicion of involvement in a major smuggling case, Zhao Dequan was taken away by the police to assist in the investigation.

The stock price hit the limit down immediately, and billions in market value evaporated in an instant.