The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor
Chapter 382 - 382 357 Council

382: Chapter 357 Council 382: Chapter 357 Council “Since everyone’s already here, can we continue with the matters we didn’t finish discussing last time?” Shu Qingya asked the group, not dressed in her usual business suit but in a long dress, radiating a faint intellectual charm, and she indeed looked quite feminine.

“Let’s begin!” Lin Songbai responded from the side, he hadn’t glanced at Liu Hun since he entered.

“According to the regulations set by our Council, Liu Hun has managed to have his self-composed and self-written songs occupy the top three spots on the pop music charts for a month, so we welcome Liu Hun to join our Council!” Shu Qingya said with a faint smile to Liu Hun, then took the lead in applauding.

Bai Ge, with his arms folded across his chest and an ever-cold smile on his face, muttered quietly, “Who knows what tricks this guy used to pull off all this; his work is absolute crap, and yet we’re clapping.”

Sitting beside Bai Ge, Jia Tianhao had no intention of giving Shu Qingya face either; a look of disdain and mockery on his face, he nudged Ou Ye beside him and said, “Ou Ye, see that?

Shu Qingya’s sucking up to Liu Hun, probably hoping he’ll vote for her later when it’s time for a new Chairman election.”

Ou Ye simply nodded silently, not saying a word—after all, he had a debt of fifty million in Liu Hun’s hands, so he didn’t dare say more than necessary.

Bai Ge and Jia Tianhao, however, hadn’t noticed Ou Ye’s mood and continued to sneer and mock Liu Hun.

“Alright…

Now that Liu Hun’s joining our Council has been approved, if there’s nothing else, I think we can all go about our business and not waste any more time,” Shu Qingya said with a charming smile, eager to leave and not wanting to give up her position as Chairman.

“Wait!” Suddenly, a voice stopped Shu Qingya, who had almost reached the door.

Her face stiffened, and she was forced to turn back, only to see that the speaker was not Ou Ye, who had caused the most trouble at the last meeting, but Jia Tianhao.

“Producer Jia, I don’t know what business you have, but if it’s nothing important, we can talk about it later,” Shu Qingya said to Jia Tianhao.

However, Jia Tianhao clearly wasn’t buying Shu Qingya’s stall tactics and said with a sneer, “Chairman Shu, have you forgotten something?”

“I don’t think I’ve forgotten anything,” Shu Qingya’s smile became more forced.

“Since you don’t remember, let me remind you—today is the day for the Council to hold new elections for Chairman.

Please return to your seat and exercise the power of the Chairman for a while longer,” Jia Tianhao said to Shu Qingya with a smirk, his words clearly had an underlying meaning.

Shu Qingya had no choice but to go back to her seat.

Since stalling was no longer an option, she had to face it, but what she found strange was why Ou Ye hadn’t spoken out and was just sitting quietly in his place.

“If Producer Jia hadn’t reminded me, I would have truly forgotten.

So let’s begin the vote now.

If anyone has any objections, you can raise them now,” Shu Qingya said hopefully looking around the room—all faces seemingly eager to watch the drama unfold, none standing up.

“Good!

Since there are no objections, then according to the Council’s regulations, first, we nominate candidates for the Chairman.

I still hope to serve all the music producers in Huaxia and continue as Chairman, so I nominate myself,” Shu Qingya said unapologetically nominating herself.

“I nominate myself too!” Jia Tianhao said with a smile to Shu Qingya.

Shu Qingya hadn’t expected that instead of Ou Ye stepping forward, it would be Jia Tianhao, who usually just coasted along in Council meetings, that would step up.

This made her think of the rumors about Jia Tianhao getting close to Hui Le Group.

She very much wanted the Music Producers Association to maintain the greatest neutrality; this would allow it to grow and thrive, and keep a good standing with all three industry giants, not offending anyone, and even causing the giants to hold some fear of the Association.

Seeing Jia Tianhao take the lead, Shu Qingya could almost confirm that the rumors were very likely true.

“Is there anyone else wishing to nominate?” Shu Qingya looked around the room, her beautiful eyes suddenly stopping on Mu Jin, who had raised her hand.

“I nominate Liu Hun, Agent Liu!” Mu Jin said succinctly with her graceful and quiet demeanor.

What in the world was going on?

Shu Qingya couldn’t understand the situation unfolding before her.

Ou Ye, who had the most apparent motive in the last meeting, remained silent, as did Lin Songbai, who clearly had an agenda, sitting there mute as if he were playing dumb.

Shu Qingya was puzzled, but her face showed no sign of surprise, and she continued, “Does anyone else wish to nominate?”

After asking several times and getting no further response from the crowd, Shu Qingya declared, “According to the Council’s regulations, we will now proceed to the voting.

Voters may cast multiple votes, and the candidate with more than half will be elected.”

Shu Qingya looked down at this bunch with their own schemes, knowing her position as Chairman was definitely gone, but she wasn’t panicked, for she still had an ace up her sleeve.

“Now let’s raise hands!

Those in favor of supporting my re-election and in favor of reforming the Council, please raise your hands,” Shu Qingya said, her pretty face revealing a meaningful smile, emphasizing the word “reform” heavily as a hint of future profit distribution.

Not a single person raised their hand, except for Shu Qingya herself—an embarrassingly solitary vote!

Shu Qingya gently bit her lower lip and nodded firmly before lowering her hand.

She then addressed the people below, “Those in support of Jia Tianhao, please raise your hands!”

Jia Tianhao immediately raised his right hand, followed by Bai Ge raising his hand too.

However, to everyone’s surprise, Mu Jin, who had nominated Liu Hun, actually raised her hand at this moment.

Liu Hun, sitting beside Mu Jin, furrowed his brows and gave Mu Jin a cold look.

In his eyes, traitors were even less forgivable than enemies.

Mu Jin hung her head slightly, giving Liu Hun a very apologetic look, and whispered softly, “I’m sorry.”

Liu Hun withdrew his gaze and began pondering the variables in this vote.

As for the reason Mu Jin would raise her hand for Jia Tianhao, it wasn’t something he could fathom while sitting here.

“The situation is now quite clear!

Chairman Shu…

Sorry, I mean Councilwoman Shu, can you announce my election as Chairman now?” Jia Tianhao asked Shu Qingya, full of self-satisfaction.

“Hmph!

Producer Jia, I see no reason why I should announce you as Chairman,” Shu Qingya rebutted without any mercy.

“Could it be that your math was taught by the PE teacher?

Can’t you see 1!

2!

3…” Jia Tianhao was about to count “4” when he turned his head and found Ou Ye sitting motionless like a wooden figure.

“Ou Ye… Ou Ye…” Jia Tianhao’s face changed immediately, and he couldn’t help but kick Ou Ye’s chair, but Ou Ye still showed no reaction.

“Producer Jia, I think you might want to go back and ask if your math teacher used to teach PE, you can sit down now,” Shu Qingya coldly retorted with a sneer.

Jia Tianhao sat down angrily, gritting his molars and whispered to Ou Ye, “Ou Ye!

This is how you handle things after taking a million from me?!”

“Give it back then, quit your damn yapping,” Ou Ye cast a sidelong glance at Jia Tianhao, returning his words with a single comment.

When faced with the choice between fifty million and one million, Ou Ye knew what to choose.

“Finally, those in support of Liu Hun, please raise your hands,” Shu Qingya spoke up, fully aware that this election was doomed, and she could continue serving as the Chairman.

Mu Jin nominating Liu Hun but voting for Jia Tianhao clearly indicated she was just here to stir up trouble.

Besides, with Jia Tianhao, Bai Ge, Ou Ye, and herself, certainly none would vote for Liu Hun.

So…

Liu Hun had no chance of being elected.

“Why even vote?

How could Liu Hun possibly become Chairman?

How could it possibly pass!

If Liu Hun gets through, then I’ll roll out of here and resign from the Council,” Bai Ge said harshly, scornfully speaking to Liu Hun.

“Then raise your hands!” Shu Qingya urged once again.

Of course, Liu Hun was the first to raise his hand, casting a vote for himself.

“One vote?

Just one vote?

You have the gall to raise your hand for that?” Bai Ge laughed mockingly at Liu Hun.

“Cough cough… Councilman Bai, please don’t make a fuss,” Shu Qingya said, feeling quite uncomfortable since she had also cast a single vote for herself.

“I cast a vote!” Mu Jin announced, also raising her hand.

“Mu Jin!” Jia Tianhao glared fiercely, grinding his teeth as he looked at Mu Jin.

“Didn’t Chairman Shu say one could cast multiple votes?

I believe I haven’t broke!

the!

rules!” Mu Jin smiled Yanran, saying to Jia Tianhao, with a pointed emphasis on the words ‘broken the rules’.

Having received Mu Jin’s vote, Liu Hun felt a little more at ease, although he was quite displeased with such double-dealing behavior.

“Two votes?

What use do they serve?

How about I cast my vote for you, Liu Hun!?” Bai Ge relentlessly continued his ridicule, still holding a grudge over the incidents on the plane and in the hospital.

“I cast a vote too!” Lin Songbai suddenly spoke up, and likewise raised his hand.

“Vice-chairman Lin…” Shu Qingya couldn’t believe it, puzzled as to why Lin Songbai would vote for Liu Hun.

She distinctly sensed Lin Songbai’s ambition in the last meeting; how could such a person make a bridal gown for others?

Or what had transpired in the meantime?

Shu Qingya wondered, turning her penetrating gaze towards Liu Hun.

She now had to reassess this man.

“Vice-chairman Lin, Liu Hun is your nominee, so no wonder you vote for him.

Such behavior… never mind, let’s say I didn’t say anything,” Bai Ge spoke, feigning hesitancy, though his words clearly conveyed his disdain for nepotism.

“Three votes!

Liu Hun, you’re just one vote away from being Chairman.

Where is that one vote going to come from?

Will it fall from the sky or emerge from the ground?

Or should I give you my vote?

Would you like that?

Call me ‘daddy’, and I’ll cast that vote for you,” Bai Ge taunted Liu Hun, his arrogance now undisguised.