The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor
Chapter 207 - 207 206 Perfect Score

207: Chapter 206 Perfect Score 207: Chapter 206 Perfect Score Liu Hun caught a fleeting opportunity in the treacherous world of top financial conglomerates’ factional strife, keenly securing a battleground for himself.

As the winds swept away the yellow sand and gunsmoke, the vast battlefield was left with only one flag, inscribed with two characters — Liu Hun!

After draining the red wine, the people present finally snapped out of their daze and burst into cheers!

Applause!

Admiration!

Shouts!

Swarming around!

“This guy… damn it!

I give full marks!

So powerful!

From head to toe, inside out, only someone like this deserves to be our director!

I’ll follow you from now on!

Director Guan!”

“Badass!

This… Liu Hun’s style, this swagger, is too lethal for women!

Damn it, whether you guys accept it or not, I’m impressed!”

“Hahaha!

The in-laws and the Xie family got screwed this time!

Hahaha, can’t wait to see how those who brown-nosed Xie Huan will fare in the group now!”

“…”

“Chairman!

Chairman!

Chairman!” Huang Zishan, almost with a crazy fangirl’s smile, pulled at Hu Qingdie’s sleeve, not even caring about manners anymore, and asked her, “What did you give him?

Why did he suddenly become so lethal… I can’t hold back!”

Hu Qingdie pressed her lips together, smiling slightly at Huang Zishan and said, “You little girl!” She pretended to scold, yet she seemed even more charming than Huang Zishan, and although she was as delighted as Huang Zishan, all she could offer at such a time and place was a crafty smile.

Watching Liu Hun put down his wine glass, the astute Director Wang feared Xie Huan might renege and quickly took the share transfer agreement from the lawyer and placed it in front of Liu Hun, saying, “Heroes do not question their origins, Mr.

Guan… no, I mean, Director Guan!

Welcome to the Hu Group!”

Those on Hu Qingdie’s side cheered loudly in celebration, while Director Liu, frustrated and angry, asked Lin Hongsheng, “Director Lin, didn’t you say you had a backup plan?!

Where’s your backup?!”

Lin Hongsheng crushed the wine glass in his hand with a “snap” and said viciously, “Liu Hun!

I’ll make sure you enter the board smiling and leave it on your knees crying!” After dropping these words and a pile of glass shards, he left.

Director Xu stood by watching the scene, silent, but his mind was already forming some ideas.

As one of the parties involved, at this moment, Xie Huan felt like he had stepped into a freezer’s deep-freeze compartment, chilled from head to toe, his lips trembling without being able to utter a word, filled with nothing but hatred in his head.

“Clang, clang, clang!” Liu Hun tapped the wine glass to draw the crowd’s attention and holding the share transfer agreement in his hand, said loudly to everyone present, “Ladies and gentlemen!

From this moment on, I, Liu Hun!

Am just like all of you!

A part of the Hu Group!”

“Great!”

The crowd’s cheers rose wave upon wave.

For the hero who fought back from the brink, there were never a lack of admirers!

“And the first thing we have to do — continue the group’s traditional culture.” Saying so, Liu Hun pointed at the dazed Xie Huan and commanded, “Fill him up!”

“Go!” Someone led the charge, and then a group of people rushed towards Xie Huan.

This was a tradition that had been maintained in the group for many years: the loser can only be drowned in booze, with no exceptions for anyone.

The Xie family’s faction lost face, lost their shares, and had no interest in sticking around to watch Xie Huan get turned into a drunken mess; they all found excuses to bail out fast.

After dozens of minutes of chaotic guzzling, Xie Huan was completely out of his mind, waving a wine bottle around, lashing out at anyone he saw, spouting nonsense, and no one daring to approach.

“Mr.

Guan, with your… your profound medical skills, do you have any way to sober him up?

Otherwise… the ball can’t go on,” Hu Qingdie approached Liu Hun and asked, clearly delighted with the evening’s events yet not showing it.

The last and most important part of the evening, to dance with Liu Hun, was something she wanted to accomplish.

“That’s easy!” Liu Hun gave Hu Qingdie a slight smile and then walked towards Xie Huan.

Xie Huan, clutching the wine bottle and seeing someone approaching, cursed fiercely and hurled it at Liu Hun.

Liu Hun deftly dodged to the side, then… “Smack!” He rounded his arm and slapped Xie Huan across the face.

“Blargh!” Xie Huan’s head jerked, and the filth in his stomach spewed out like a burst sewage pipe, causing everyone around to quickly duck to the side.

Liu Hun pulled the staggering Xie Huan towards him, then backhanded him with another slap, “Blargh!” This time, Xie Huan spewed out his bile as well.

After vomiting, jolted awake by Liu Hun’s Qi, Xie Huan was completely sober.

Seeing his own filth-covered figure, his disheveled clothes, and the smell of alcohol from head to toe as if he’d been dredged from a cesspit, it was even more distressing than waking up from a hangover the next day because facing his own humiliation was the ultimate torment!

Looking down from his high ground at Xie Huan kneeling in his own filth, Liu Hun said, “Now I finally understand the meaning of this wine tasting event — to slap the face of someone like you who lacks strength but still dreams of rising to the top.

Look at yourself now… you’re truly a shit-eating mongrel!”

“I’ll kill you!

I swear I’ll kill you!” After being humiliated, Xie Huan roared in fury and lunged at Liu Hun.

“Slap!”

This time it wasn’t a slap across the face—Liu Hun certainly hadn’t been bold enough to use his hand on a face smeared with vomit—instead, it was the sole of his—shoe!

Xie Huan’s entire face was forcibly kicked by Liu Hun, and he instantly flipped over, lying in a pile of filth, his head too numb to muster any hint of resistance.

“Director Wang, it looks like Director Xie has sobered up from his drink.

You should have someone take him home to avoid disturbing the dance!” Hu Qingdie said to Director Wang nearby.

Everything that night had already been perfect, and she didn’t want to miss out on the perfect ending.

Xie Huan was carried away like a heap of mud, the venue was quickly cleaned up, the lights brightened, music started playing, and the entire hotel lobby suddenly transformed into a dance floor.

Hu Qingdie walked up to Liu Hun, swaying seductively and said, “Mr.

Guan, don’t you want to claim your victory?”

Faced with such a tempting and provocative request, Liu Hun…

really didn’t want to!

He said somewhat awkwardly, “I don’t know how!”

Hu Qingdie smiled coyly and said, “No problem, I’ll teach you!

Come!” And with that, she reached out her hand to Liu Hun.

With the glamorous CEO already offering her hand, what else could Liu Hun say?

He took Hu Qingdie’s hand.

“Place your hand on my waist, come closer!

Right, just like that, two steps forward, one step back, slowly!” Hu Qingdie’s hand rested on Liu Hun’s shoulder, instructing and dancing at the same time.

This was her most enjoyable and relaxing moment, where she didn’t need to care about her chairman’s status, and could enjoy dancing as a woman.

Especially…

inhaling the strong masculine scent mixed with the smell of red wine emanating from Liu Hun, which made Hu Qingdie restless.

After calming her mind, Hu Qingdie asked Liu Hun, “How did you know there was my mark in the last glass of red wine?”

“I tasted it.

That’s a lot easier than dancing,” replied Liu Hun, while being cautious with his steps, afraid he might accidentally step on Hu Qingdie.

“Then tell me, what is my mark?” Hu Qingdie continued to question Liu Hun, unsure whether she wanted to relax him or herself.

“Blood!

You accidentally hurt your hand, so your blood got mixed in,” as Liu Hun was talking, he wasn’t careful enough and stepped on the tip of Hu Qingdie’s shoe.

“Ah!” In an instant, Hu Qingdie lost her balance and plunged towards the ground.

Liu Hun reacted quickly, reaching out his arms and wrapping them around Hu Qingdie’s waist, and in a split second, the two were pressed together in an odd pose.

“Sorry, are you all right?” Liu Hun asked Hu Qingdie apologetically.

Hu Qingdie, close against Liu Hun, felt his breath intensify, causing her to blush, and feeling shy in this proximity, she quickly shook her head and said, “I’m fine, let’s continue.”

Liu Hun then helped Hu Qingdie to her feet and asked, “Or maybe…

we should stop dancing?”

Hu Qingdie chuckled lightly and said, “I’m not a teacher who gives up easily.

Come closer to me, it’ll be easier to follow the rhythm that way.”

After the minor incident, Liu Hun was already quite embarrassed and wanted to stop, but the assertive Hu Qingdie insistently pulled his body closer to hers.

“Three steps back, two steps forward, two steps back, one step forward…” Hu Qingdie focused on teaching without realizing Liu Hun’s discomfort.

Friction!

Friction, friction!

It really was the devil’s rhythm!

“Ah…

umm…

let’s just call it a day for now.” Liu Hun hastily stopped his movements, fearing he might lose control if they kept rubbing like that.

“Mmm!

Well…

okay then,” Hu Qingdie said with a hesitant and somewhat relieved tone, then touched her own cheek with the back of her hand before telling Liu Hun, “I’ll have Zishan take you.

I’ve had a bit too much to drink today, so…

I won’t be driving you.”

Liu Hun quickly nodded, sighing with relief, and left the hotel lobby.

On the way back to Wanbao Village, Huang Zishan at first bombarded him with infatuated questions, but Liu Hun remained true to his nature, unchanging.

Thus, the face of an infatuated fan quickly turned into that of a proud bombshell interrogating him, but she still couldn’t get the answers she wanted.

Even after Liu Hun returned to his room on the second floor of his Wanbao Village house, he could still hear Huang Zishan’s grumbling…