The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor
Chapter 268 - 268 267 An Actor Prepares

268: Chapter 267 An Actor Prepares 268: Chapter 267 An Actor Prepares This slap left a group of reporters speechless, and the elegant working environment and busy scene at Jinxin Mining were fully captured by the camera and transmitted directly to the viewers in front of their TVs.

“What does Jinxin Mining use to mine the treasures?

Don’t tell me they use hands to dig?” Suddenly, a voice shouted from the group of reporters, awakening many confused journalists.

“Yeah!

Jinxin Mining’s office conditions are indeed good!

Your soft power seems sufficient, but where is your hard power?

Can you show it to us?” Another reporter shouted at Liu Hun.

“Dear viewers in front of the TVs, you have seen for yourselves the working environment at Jinxin Mining, definitely better than many other companies.

But now a new question arises, what about their hard power?

Where is their machinery?

If there is no machinery, how will the ores at Wanbao Village be mined?

With these questions in mind, we interview Liu Hun once again!” The quick-witted female reporter wouldn’t let anyone steal her thunder, and immediately extended her microphone toward Liu Hun.

As if waiting for the fifteenth day of the new year, Liu Hun was ready.

He spoke into the microphone, “Let’s go outside, I’ll show everyone.”

After enough photos were taken, the journalists crowded around Liu Hun and followed him to a spacious dam area.

Liu Hun led the reporters to a pile of sand and stones and declared, “This is the hard power of Jinxin Mining!”

No sooner had Liu Hun finished speaking than a few reporters burst into laughter, and immediately someone confronted him, “Mr.

Liu, which mining company would consider a pile of sand and stones as their hard power?

Or do you think that the hard power of Jinxin Mining is just a pile of sand and stones?”

All the reporters focused their cameras on Liu Hun, ready to capture any potential devastated expression.

Against all expectations, not only did Liu Hun not show a devastated expression, he smiled instead!

Yes, to the astonishment of all journalists, the expression on Liu Hun’s face was—a smile!

Liu Hun whispered a few words to Huang Zishan, then addressed the group of journalists, “My media friends, please step back with me!”

The reporters didn’t know what Liu Hun was up to; they just stepped back with him, and as they moved dozens of meters away from the sand and stones, suddenly numerous people wearing masks, helmets, and sunglasses appeared around the sand.

“Mr.

Liu, can you explain what exactly is going on here?

We want to know where Jinxin Mining’s hard power is.

Are you trying to put on a performance for us?” One reporter couldn’t understand Liu Hun’s approach, not believing that Liu Hun’s mere theatrics could smooth this over.

Liu Hun ignored the reporter until Huang Zishan, panting and out of breath, returned to his side and whispered a few words to him.

He nodded with a smile and then stepped forward in front of everyone, with his back to the sand hills, and announced to all the reporters, “Ladies and gentlemen!

Jinxin Mining!

Show time!”

“Snap!” After that English phrase, Liu Hun snapped his fingers, “Swish!” The sand erupted with noise, like a mountain collapsing and rocks splitting, and in an instant, it seemed as though the ground was breaking and mudslides of sand were falling behind Liu Hun, who stood with his arms open, smiling as he thoroughly enjoyed watching the expressions on the reporters’ faces.

Whether a play is good depends on the expressions on the faces of the audience!

And now, the expressions on these reporters’ faces—were extremely rich!

Fear, astonishment, surprise, admiration, appreciation, and finally…

shock!

As the dust settled and the sand returned to the earth, when rows of heavy machinery appeared in front of everyone like a military parade, the reporters seemed to have witnessed a great magician performing a highly challenging, extremely dangerous, yet plot-twisting show.

“Clap…

clap, clap, clap, clap!”

Who led the applause was unclear, but the remaining reporters followed suit, and soon the applause was thunderous and long-lasting.

Everyone had come with the intent of uncovering Jinxin Mining’s ugly truths but ended up showcasing an outstanding company proficient in creating miracles and surprises.

Liu Hun pulled out the book “An Actor Prepares” from his bosom, walked up to the camera, faced the lens and said, “Ms.

Bai, I know you’re watching.

This book is for you; perhaps you need it more than I do!” With that, he left the reporters with a free-spirited backdrop.

Huang Zishan quickly hopped forward, grabbed Liu Hun’s shoulder, and with a twinkle in her eye said, “Making use of what you’ve just learned, not bad!

And your English isn’t bad, either!

You seem very pleased!”

“Of course!

But someone is definitely hopping mad!” Liu Hun replied smilingly to Huang Zishan.

“Who?!” Huang Zishan asked curiously, eyes wide.

“You don’t know her!” Liu Hun teased, lifting the corner of his mouth.

At that very moment, in Ma’s Law Firm, a earth-shattering “I’m so mad!” echoed as Bai Lingfei sitting in front of the TV furiously threw a cucumber at the screen, the cucumber slices from her facial mask also dropping to the floor as her expression turned angry.

Meanwhile, Dong Peng, who was also glued to the live broadcast in front of the TV, angrily pulled out his phone and called Li Tianyang, but was greeted with the message: “The user you are dialing has switched off their phone.

Please try again later.” He was just about to hurl his phone at the TV when it buzzed again.

He shuddered as he recognized the number and hesitated for a long while before finally answering.

“Dong Peng, when are you going to repay the money?” a domineering voice came through the phone.

Dong Peng quickly replied with a nervous laugh, “Wolf Bro, please give me three more days.

Just three more days!

You know who backs me, Dong Peng!

How could I possibly be out of money!”

“Damn!

You’re still playing the fool at this point?

Yang Guang may be a big shot, but you’re just his lapdog!

Besides, Yang Guang has already made it clear on many occasions that he doesn’t need you anymore.

Why are you still pretending?” Wolf Bro said on the phone, adding finally, “Dong Peng, I’m giving you two days.

If you don’t pay up, huh, I’ll chop off one of your arms!”

“Wolf Bro!

Wolf Bro!

Hello?

Son of a bitch!” Dong Peng cursed at the disconnected call, then hurriedly dialed Yang Guang, only to encounter the same situation as with Li Tianyang, like throwing a stone into the sea, without any response.

After much deliberation, Dong Peng decided to threaten Li Tianyang, insisting that Li should pay the debt since he had solid evidence in his hands.

Thus, he found the number for the Anchang County Committee office and called.

“Hello, where’s Li Tianyang?

I need to speak with Li Tianyang!” Dong Peng yelled as soon as the call connected.

“Sorry, Secretary Li has gone abroad for medical treatment due to health issues,” the person on the phone replied, and then abruptly hung up the call.

Dong Peng called back, but no one answered this time.

He slammed the phone onto the ground with a “smack”, pulled out a cigarette, and took several harsh drags, finally calming down a bit.

“Yang Guang!

Li Tianyang!

You think I’ll be your scapegoat?

Even if I do turn into ashes, I’ll drag you two bastards down with me!

Just you wait!” Dong Peng said fiercely, aware that Li Tianyang was backed by Yang Guang’s father, the deputy mayor in charge of political and legal affairs.

He knew that exposing the materials he held might not hurt Li but could backfire on him.

“Just you two bastards wait, even if I die, I’ll dig out all of your dirty secrets!” Dong Peng resolved, packed up some basic belongings, and then left his home for good.

In the usual dimly-lit basement, the faintly glowing cigar butt in his hand, Qiao Guangbi turned off the TV with the remote.

Liu Hun’s antics had irked him immensely; he was so furious he felt his nostrils might not suffice—if only he could use his anus to breathe right now!

“Useless!

Useless!” Qiao Guangbi furiously smashed his cigar onto the floor, taking a deep breath.

He hadn’t expected Liu Hun to be so cunning as to turn a sure “Promotion of Wanbao” play into a “Let Me Show.”

“I was wrong, so wrong!” Qiao Guangbi sighed, looking up before saying to his minion beside him, “It turns out Zhong Xiao has sided with Liu Hun, no wonder Xue Yanqing is still unaccounted for.”

“Boss Qiao, what should we do next?” the minion beside him asked.

Qiao Guangbi flicked off some ash from the armrest and then said to his minion, “Have Bai Mian come in.”

“Yes!” The minion nodded without hesitation and then backed out.

A moment later, a woman wearing a trench coat, her face hidden under the hood, walked in, her figure revealing curves that were undeniably appealing.

Seeing this woman, even the battle-hardened heart of Qiao Guangbi skipped a beat; she was the type of woman, just like Xue Yanqing, that could surge a man’s desire to frenzy at a mere glance.

But much like dealing with Xue Yanqing, it was akin to touching a deadly poison—once touched, it could be lethal.

“Boss Qiao, you finally remembered me!” The woman stretched out her legs sheathed in fishnet stockings, provocatively lifting them high as she tried to toy with Qiao Guangbi’s hand using her pink toes.

Qiao Guangbi, like a fly smelling insecticide, quickly retracted his hand, glancing at the view between the woman’s legs but couldn’t help laughing and said, “Bai Mian, I need you for a serious matter.

Dress more appropriately in the future.

I don’t have many men left; if you consume them all, where would I find others to get things done?”

Bai Mian giggled, her voice even crisper than pineapple crumble, retracted her legs, then said to Qiao Guangbi, “Boss Qiao, I heard that bitch, Xue Yanqing, messed up?”

With a suddenly grave expression, Qiao Guangbi nodded slightly and said, “Yes, the people we are up against this time…

are fearsome!”

Bai Mian slightly shivered, her voice disclosing an irrepressible anticipation as she asked, “Men?”

“Exceptionally strong men, outstanding in every aspect from strength to intellect and planning,” Qiao Guangbi told Bai Mian, although he was reluctant to describe Liu Hun with such rhetoric.

But his options were dwindling, and to take down Liu Hun, they had to be on their utmost guard.