The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor
Chapter 349 - 349 324 Framed

349: Chapter 324 Framed 349: Chapter 324 Framed The final sales and online download figures for this song shattered the record previously held by “Watch My 72 Transformations,” and all other single records held up as if made of paper were successively demolished.

The unbeatable aura and classical myths touted by the media became a joke before “itistimetosaygoodbye.” Nandou Studio thereby raked in five million six hundred thousand.

On the evening of receiving the payment, Liu Hun specially bought a bottle of Lafite wine worth one hundred thousand, toasting and drinking heartily with Shi Bi’er.

In the end, Liu Hun blacked out, and only when he woke up in the middle of the night to a fragrant aroma did he gradually regain consciousness.

“Are you awake?”

The sudden voice by his side made Liu Hun jolt upright, and upon seeing it was Shi Bi’er, he finally relaxed.

“How did you…” Liu Hun started to ask as he looked at Shi Bi’er, only then noticing that she was lying beside him draped in a thin, translucent nightgown, that apparently had nothing underneath.

Moonlight spilled through the gap in the window onto Shi Bi’er, whose skin, fairer than frost and snow, appeared even more enticing in the bright moonlight, with her languid and alluring pose adding an extra touch of charm.

Liu Hun’s heart skipped a beat; he looked up at Shi Bi’er’s face, that exquisite, heavenly visage held in the moonlight a mix of seductiveness, sweetness, shyness, and a hint of resolve.

“Love me!” Shi Bi’er parted her red lips and confessed her feelings to Liu Hun.

Liu Hun rolled over and pinned Shi Bi’er beneath him, intending that from tonight onwards, her captivating body and breathtaking beauty would only be a treasure beneath him, Liu Hun!

Shi Bi’er moaned like a nightingale, bearing each of Liu Hun’s powerful thrusts, not wildly expressing desires like Liu Hun’s previous women, but responding with gentle tenderness.

After a night of passionate battle, the next morning at the breakfast table, Shi Bi’er was all tenderness, occasionally serving dishes to Liu Hun just like a newlywed bride.

The two of them enjoyed a sweet breakfast together.

It seemed that since leaving Wanbao Village, he rarely ate breakfast.

Just after he finished, his phone rang.

Receiving the call, what Liu Hun least expected was that it was Lin Baishong on the other end.

“Agent Liu, congratulations, congratulations!” Lin Baishong said over the phone, all courtesy.

“You wouldn’t have called just to thank me, would you?” Liu Hun asked, feeling that Lin Baishong’s purpose for calling was more than just that.

“The Council meeting of the Music Producer Association is the day after tomorrow.

I hope Agent Liu can also attend, and I will advocate for Agent Liu’s membership.

Firstly, it would provide Agent Liu with a broader stage and, secondly, it would also promote the long-term development of our association.

What do you think, Agent Liu?” Lin Baishong asked Liu Hun on the phone.

“Good, I’ll definitely come,” Liu Hun said and hung up the phone.

Of course, he remembered the verbal bet he had made with Lin Bai and Deng Qi, but no binding agreement was in place, and the two of them didn’t know he had been recording with his phone.

So, Lin Baishong could completely deny it, but why was he willingly coming forward?

A baffled Liu Hun arrived half an hour early at the Guangmao Building, the location of the Music Producer Association.

Now endowed with a brand new superpower, he had ample time to carve a path in celebrity marketing, ensuring that Wanbao Village’s products could ascend as luxurious wares onto the world stage.

Thus, Liu Hun planned to produce a new album for Shi Bi, which required a plethora of songs, with these music producers being the fertile ground from which he would continuously harvest creative superpowers!

Liu Hun, wearing sunglasses, stepped into the elevator and was about to close the doors when a cleaning cart and some cleaners walked in, followed by two fashionably dressed women.

The elevator slowly ascended, and the two women disdainfully moved away from the cleaners, then started chatting in English.

“It’s so annoying!

I really hate these dirty people; you never know how many germs they carry around from cleaning toilets all day.” The woman with long hair complained to her companion.

“Hey!

No choice.

We’re just lowly employees, after all.

Otherwise, we could take the VIP elevator, and never have to encounter these lower-class people again.” The woman with short hair displayed her disgust as well.

“Hey, did you hear that Shi Bi’s agent, Liu Hun, is going to be here today?” mentioned the woman with long hair suddenly.

“Really?

I had no idea.

Vice-president Lin asked me to receive him and give him special attention,” said the woman with short hair, her face revealing a sly smile.

“Special attention, how so?” asked the woman with long hair, eyes lighting up with curiosity.

“Vice-president Lin told me to give him a hard time, said he’s been an eyesore for a while,” said the woman with short hair, smugly.

“I’ve disliked Shi Bi for a long time, the media’s hype has made her some kind of goddess, she’s just slightly prettier, who knows what she’s really like on the inside!” The woman with long hair spoke with jealousy, then asked the woman with short hair, “So, what are you planning to do?”

The woman with short hair grinned maliciously, “I’ll give him a coffee spiked with a secret spice mix.

Just wait and see him clutching his stomach running for the toilet.

If he doesn’t make it in time, he’ll be on tomorrow’s headlines: ‘Famous agent soils his pants.’ And that’s not all; you know that usually at 10:30, Shu Qingya visits the washroom.

I’ll switch the signs for the men’s and women’s restrooms; our dear Liu Hun will run into Shu Qingya herself!

Then, with her identity as the president, she’ll tear a strip off Liu Hun; let’s see how he can enter the association after that!”

“You’re really ruthless, you must have gotten quite a lot from Vice-Chairman Lin.” The woman with long hair asked with a smile.

“Wait until I get promoted, then you’ll know!” The woman with the short hair had just finished speaking when the elevator bell dinged, and both women, as if avoiding the plague, scurried out of the elevator, avoiding the janitor.

It seems like Lin Baishong has prepared quite a few nice things for me, Liu Hun thought to himself as he took off his sunglasses and walked out of the elevator to sit in the reception area.

Sure enough, the woman with short hair came in soon after.

“Excuse me, are you Mr.

Liu Hun?” the woman with short hair asked Liu Hun.

“Yes, I am.” Liu Hun nodded in response.

“My name is Wang Yan, the receptionist here.

Mr.

Hun, our Vice-Chairman Lin hasn’t arrived yet.

Please have a seat.

Would you like something to drink?” Wang Yan asked Liu Hun with a smile, her face betraying no other expression.

“I’ll have coffee,” Liu Hun replied simply.

“Alright, please wait a moment.” Wang Yan turned and left.

It took her less than three minutes to return with two cups of coffee.

“Mr.

Hun, please enjoy,” Wang Yan said as she placed a cup of coffee in front of Liu Hun and set the other cup in front of herself to enjoy.

Liu Hun lifted the coffee to his lips then suddenly put it down and said to Wang Yan, “Receptionist Wang, I just outside that conference room, and I think I overheard a woman with the surname Shu looking for Wang Yan.

I wonder if it was you, I almost forgot.”

Wang Yan, upon hearing this, knew that she couldn’t offend the Chairwoman Shu Qingya even though she disliked her, and said to Liu Hun, “Thank you, Mr.

Hun.

Please wait here a moment,” and then left the reception area.

As soon as Wang Yan left, Liu Hun quickly swapped the coffee cups and downed Wang Yan’s coffee.

“Strange, I didn’t see Chairwoman Shu,” Wang Yan said to Liu Hun.

“Oh, maybe I heard wrong.

But your coffee is quite good,” Liu Hun changed the subject.

“The coffee, made from premium beans, is a handcrafted delight, reserved for esteemed guests like Mr.

Hun,” Wang Yan said with a polite tone, but inside she was thinking, just wait, and you’ll see how you’re going to die!

At that moment, Liu Hun glanced at the clock in the reception room—it was exactly half-past ten.

He suddenly made a pained expression, “Oh no, my stomach hurts!”

Wang Yan, who had drunk most of her coffee, put it down and feigned concern, “Mr.

Hun, you look unwell.

Would you like to go to the restroom?

It’s just out this door and to the left.”

Without a word, Liu Hun pretended to stumble out of the reception area.

Watching Liu Hun’s sorry retreat, Wang Yan’s lips curled into a vicious smile as she finished her remaining coffee.

“Hmph!

So-called ‘super agent’, still ends up in my trap!

Wait until you run into Shu Qingya in the ladies’ room—whether to go or not to go, that’ll be tomorrow’s headline!”

Once outside the reception area, Liu Hun regained his composure and walked steadily toward the restroom, where he washed his hands at the sink by the entrance and waited.

After a dozen seconds, he saw a woman come out from the area marked with the men’s restroom sign.

Liu Hun sized her up: the woman was probably in her early thirties, dressed simply and elegantly.

Although she didn’t have Shi Bi’er’s delicate features, there was a certain nobility in her quiet face, and her poise was charming enough to captivate anyone.

“Hello, I’m Liu Hun,” he said, extending his hand to the woman.

“So you are the renowned super agent Liu Hun, I’ve heard a lot about you.

I’m Shu Qingya,” she said with a smile as she shook hands with Liu Hun.

“I’ve long admired Chairwoman Shu’s reputation, and I’ve been eager to meet you,” Liu Hun said politely.

Shu Qingya smiled, revealing dimples that added charm to her expression, “Mr.

Hun, let’s talk in the meeting room, this isn’t a place for conversation.”

“Oh, of course!

But…” Liu Hun hesitated deliberately.

“But what?

Please speak freely, Mr.

Hun,” Shu Qingya asked, curious.

“I overheard a short-haired woman named Wang Yan in the elevator talking to another woman with permed long hair.

She seemed to be following someone’s orders, knowing you would come to the restroom at half-past ten, so she planned to setup a little trap for you,” Liu Hun told Shu Qingya, though it wasn’t entirely the truth.

“Can it be?

Mr.

Hun, I trust our staff wouldn’t do such a thing, and even if they had such thoughts, they wouldn’t discuss it openly in an elevator,” Shu Qingya said with a slight shake of her head, indicating she didn’t believe Liu Hun.