The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor
Chapter 271 - 271 270 High Stakes Bet

271: Chapter 270: High Stakes Bet 271: Chapter 270: High Stakes Bet Liu Hun returned to the village and started the integration planning of the three villages, everything went smoothly, except he felt a bit uneasy whenever he encountered Qin Yue.

Sure enough, it wasn’t long before Qiao Guangbi, that old fox, couldn’t restrain himself and paid a visit.

“Mr.

Liu!

Impressive, impressive!

Ha ha ha ha!” Qiao Guangbi laughed heartily as he entered Liu Hun’s house.

Qiao Guangbi put on a show, and Liu Hun didn’t point it out, everyone kept up their pretenses, and he quickly invited Qiao Guangbi inside, having already arranged for everyone in the house, including Zhong Xiao, to leave beforehand.

Once Qiao sat down, he picked up some Wanbao ancient tea, sipped it, and admiringly made a pun, “Still the same taste!

Still so strong!

Impressive indeed!”

Liu Hun also smiled and responded to Qiao Guangbi, “Where does Mr.

Qiao come up with this?

To be able to appreciate how impressive this tea is, now that’s truly impressive!”

The two of them messed around by the tea table for a while, then Qiao Guangbi started to get down to business, “Mr.

Liu, I, Qiao, am willing to accept a loss!” He finished speaking and pulled out his phone to call the law firm, instructing them to fulfill the gambling agreement promised earlier to Liu Hun.

Right after Qiao Guangbi hung up, the law firm called Liu Hun, telling him that after transaction fees, all the shares Qiao Guangbi painstakingly managed were his.

Liu Hun wasn’t a fool; such a huge gamble was of course arranged step by step according to the law through the law firm, otherwise, if Qiao Guangbi reneged, he wouldn’t even know whom to turn to.

“Congratulations Mr.

Liu, you’ve now stepped foot into the entertainment industry, soon, we’ll be seeing a rising business star in the entertainment industry!

Ha ha ha…” Qiao Guangbi kept up his pleasantries with Liu Hun, but in his heart, he just wanted to kill Liu Hun.

After beating around the bush some more, Liu Hun was just waiting for Qiao Guangbi to make a move, and sure enough, Qiao Guangbi couldn’t hold back any longer.

He brought the conversation back and said, “Mr.

Liu, I’m getting old and have been wanting to find a place to retire.”

“Oh?

I wonder which place Mr.

Qiao has taken a liking to?” Liu Hun asked Qiao Guangbi.

Qiao Guangbi chuckled and pointed outside the door, saying to Liu Hun, “Wanbao Village!”

The fox’s tail was finally revealed; Liu Hun slightly nodded and continued, “Sure, Mr.

Qiao is always welcome to come and stay.

I’ll build a small building for you by the Qingshui River, surrounded by mountains and water, how comfortable that would be!”

Qiao Guangbi, puffing on a cigar smiled with the corner of his mouth, and said to Liu Hun, “Mr.

Liu misunderstood.

I don’t just want a small building.

I want… the whole Wanbao Village!

I have a bad habit, I like things big!

Very, very big!

It has to be the whole Wanbao Village, otherwise, I can’t sleep comfortably!”

“That… I can’t help you much with,” Liu Hun smiled as he spoke to Qiao Guangbi, knowing that this old fox was still circling around trying to target Wanbao Village.

Qiao Guangbi chuckled as he opened the bag he had brought along and then pulled out a stock transfer agreement, telling Liu Hun, “Sixty percent of the stock in Shennong Pharmaceutical, and full rights to manage and dispose of over twelve thousand Herbal Pharmacy outlets worldwide.”

These shares and the rights to the pharmacies, valued in the billions, were Qiao Guangbi’s old reserves; he no longer had any powerful superpower users to rely on, the remnants that remained were useless beyond serving as pawns to Liu Hun.

Thus, he chose this path, making a desperate gamble, and if he won, he would still hold a place within his forces.

If he just gave up, his fate would not be much better than Xue Yanqing’s or Bai Mian’s.

Hence, he’d rather bet everything with the last of his scheming plots than be cannibalized by his own.

This bet proposed by Qiao Guangbi substantially tempted Liu Hun, aiming high with primary materials to establish luxury brand processing and sales, it was the path he had set up for the three villages, with high-end herbal biomedical materials being part of it.

It could even be said that, rather than luxury material sources, it was easier to get established because high-end herbs inherently hold their value, even if the brand doesn’t succeed or doesn’t come to fruition, gold is still gold, no matter if it’s Zhou Dafu or Zhou Dasheng, the value is there.

It’s still valuable!

The only problem was with sales channels.

Whether these herbs were raw or processed, where to sell them, who to sell them to, whether to accept layers of exploitation.

Liu Hun had thought about this issue before, and now Qiao Guangbi was here to solve it for him.

Twelve thousand global Herbal Pharmacy outlets, stocking up on the herbs produced by the three villages, that would just be a money-printing machine.

“Mr.

Qiao, what exactly do you want this time?” Liu Hun went straight to the point, both men understanding each other’s intentions while feigning confusion, like the negotiations between the Nationalists and the Communists; one set of terms above the table, another set below, winning either way counted as a victory.

Evidently, Qiao Guangbi now only had this set of conditions left on the surface, he said to Liu Hun, “These three villages, the mines, and all the shares you hold in your companies.”

Although the demands Qiao Guangbi made seemed quite substantial, aside from the shares in Hu Group, converting the rest into money really wasn’t an issue.

With a slap on the table, Liu Hun asked Qiao Guangbi, “Mr.

Qiao, what are the rules of the bet this time?”

“Now that you own the three villages, Wanbao Village is the wealthiest, followed by the village at the front, while Qingshui Gou is just beginning to develop.

Since the three villages are now combined, let’s consider them together.

In six months’ time, the average monthly net income per household in the three villages must reach one hundred thousand!” Qiao Guangbi stared at Liu Hun as he spoke.

He could make such a claim because he had done his homework; he had conducted comprehensive investigations of the three villages before coming.

Besides Wanbao Village, the village at the front could earn about fifty thousand a month from selling chickens and pigs, which was the limit, while Qingshui Gou couldn’t even reach five thousand a month, not to mention that Qingshui Gou had the most people but the least usable land resources.

Qiao Guangbi knew these conditions well, and as the actual controller of the three villages, Liu Hun was well aware of them too.

Given the current situation, achieving this income was indeed challenging.

His bets with Qiao Guangbi had always followed strict procedures step by step; there would be top-notch accounting and law firms coming to tally the results, leaving no room for falsification.

“Good!

I accept this bet!” With a slam of the table, Liu Hun agreed.

You have your strategies, and I have my ways around; he had already made comprehensive plans in his mind.

After completing all the procedures of the previous bet, Liu Hun was about to lead the three villages to sprint into socialism; earning a million a year was not a dream!

That night, at just past two in the morning, the lights in the living room of the second floor of Liu Hun’s house suddenly turned on.

Under the dim light, three men sat next to a newly bought square table—Liu Hun, Lai Tou, and Zhong Xiao.

Liu Hun’s gaze, sharp as an ice skate, swept over the two men.

Both had been tested and had proven reliable.

Moreover, he had always had the idea of transforming the disciples of the Lin Family from actors to a group of Iron Guards under his command with strong execution abilities capable of great accomplishments.

Today presented a rare opportunity.

“You two are the people I trust the most.

I’ve called you here in the middle of the night to assign a task.

If you succeed, you can obtain everything you’ve ever dreamed of in this lifetime.

If you fail, we can only flee our homes, wandering the world like stray dogs,” said Liu Hun in a grave, low voice.

“Master Liu, my life was given by you.

Just give the command; I won’t hesitate even if it costs my life,” Zhong Xiao stated his stance very clearly and simply.

Lai Tou also said to Liu Hun, “Master Liu, without you, the Lin Family Troupe would have been long gone.

I would have become a stray dog earlies.

Although I come from an actor’s background, I am also somewhat of a jianghu figure who understands the code of brotherhood.

Whatever task I can do, Lai Tou will not frown upon it!”

Liu Hun nodded satisfactorily at the two.

Zhong Xiao was his most capable assistant, and he had countless contacts and channels in the Dao that were invaluable.

As for Lai Tou, he had great influence and prestige within the Lin Family Troupe, essential for building the Iron Guard.

Now, Liu Hun and Qiao Guangbi were two red-eyed gamblers at the betting table, with their entire fortunes and lives on the line.

Each was calculating their moves against the other and wary of each other.

Whoever won would soar to great heights; whoever lost would die without a resting place.

Qiao Guangbi was hidden in the shadows, while Liu Hun was in plain sight.

He was very aware that Wanbao Village was candidly laid out before him, impossible to hide or conceal.

Qiao Guangbi had many opportunities to make his move.

Therefore, he could only protect the most valuable things—the ultimate secret weapons he could use as a last resort to end the life of Qiao Guangbi’s old dog!

“Tomorrow at two o’clock in the afternoon, a bus will appear at the entrance of Wanbao Village.

I’ve spoken to the head of the Lin Family Troupe about using their disciples, and he has agreed,” Liu Hun first said to Lai Tou.

Lai Tou nodded and said to Liu Hun, “Master Liu, the head of the Lin Family Troupe has also told us about this, mentioning that we were to perform overseas?”

A mysterious smile curved the corner of Liu Hun’s mouth as he replied to Lai Tou, “The Cultural Promotion Department of Hu Group is organizing a comfort performance for the staff of their Southeast Asia branch, and I recommended the Lin Family Troupe.

Tomorrow, you all will take the bus to the location of the Cultural Promotion Department first, where you will pick up your passports and performance costumes.

Before this…”

As Liu Hun was speaking to Lai Tou, he suddenly paused, then pulled a duckbill cap from the big pocket at his side and said to Lai Tou, “Each person will get a duckbill cap, which must be worn correctly, pulled down low to cover your face as much as possible.”

“Yes!” Lai Tou did not fully understand Liu Hun’s intention, but seeing that Liu Hun did not seem keen to explain further, he did not ask.

After finishing his explanation to Lai Tou, Liu Hun then handed a cap to Zhong Xiao and said, “Put this on.

Tomorrow, blend in with the Lin Family Troupe and go with them.”