The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor
Chapter 398 - 398 373 Delivering a Gift to the Door

398: Chapter 373: Delivering a Gift to the Door 398: Chapter 373: Delivering a Gift to the Door Liu Hun hadn’t expected Lin Xiaoxiang to be such a meticulous woman, nor had he expected her to spend so much money on an expensive watch for public relations.

While they were discussing, Ou Jinyang’s secretary suddenly came in and said, “Mr.

Liu, Miss Lin, I’m sorry.

Director Ou needs to deal with an urgent matter, so please reschedule your appointment.

Sorry!”

Although they hadn’t seen Ou Jinyang, the news was actually good for both of them.

Three days later, Lin Xiaoxiang and Liu Hun came to Bao Li Huaxia District’s headquarters building again, bringing with them a piece of calligraphy by Mi Fei.

Just as Lin Xiaoxiang stepped out of the car, someone suddenly bumped into her.

“Hey, damn it!

What are you trying to do?” The man who bumped into Lin Xiaoxiang staggered to his feet and pointed at a few men in black suits who were closing in on him.

Lin Xiaoxiang was just about to dodge when the man abruptly dragged her in front of him and used her as a weapon to push towards the men who were attacking him.

“Ow…

that hurts!” Lin Xiaoxiang stumbled into several men, was then pushed away by them, and the group chased after the man who had run into her.

Liu Hun got out of the car on the other side and hurried over to Lin Xiaoxiang, helping her up and asking, “Miss Lin, are you okay?

Did you get hurt anywhere?”

“I’m fine, the calligraphy!

That calligraphy!” Lin Xiaoxiang said to Liu Hun with a frown, anxious about the calligraphy that had scattered on the ground—it was the gift she had prepared for Ou Jinyang, a piece by the Northern Song Dynasty’s famous artist Mi Fei.

Liu Hun helped Lin Xiaoxiang up and then collected the fallen piece of calligraphy, putting it back into the gift box before asking, “The calligraphy is fine.

What about you?”

Lin Xiaoxiang rubbed her elbow and said to Liu Hun, “I’m fine, just didn’t expect these reckless people to come out of nowhere.

Let’s hurry up; being late would leave a bad impression.”

Liu Hun nodded, reassured to see Lin Xiaoxiang walking without issue.

He hadn’t expected this Lin Xiaoxiang to be so thorough in her thinking.

If it weren’t for his current collaboration with Yinyue Company, he would have seriously considered poaching her.

The two took the elevator to the top floor of the Bao Li building, where Ou Jinyang’s secretary led them to the entrance of a reception room and said, “Please wait here, Director Ou will be right with you.”

“Thank you very much,” Lin Xiaoxiang said with a polite smile.

The female secretary turned the doorknob and then left.

Liu Hun and Lin Xiaoxiang opened the door of the reception room and were immediately taken aback.

In the reception room, there were two other men, one of whom was—Jia Tianhao!

“Well, well!

President Liu, you’re here too!

What a coincidence!” Jia Tianhao said with a sneer on his face to Liu Hun, sitting cross-legged on the sofa with no intention of standing up for pleasantries.

“Indeed, a coincidence!

I didn’t expect to see Producer Jia here as well.

Are you running errands for Hui Le Group?” Liu Hun replied to Jia Tianhao, also lounging on the sofa.

Jia Tianhao glared at Liu Hun and said, “Hmph!

Since you know who’s backing me, I’d advise you to mind your own business and not to oppose me, or else…

you’ll have a rough time.”

“I never thought a lackey could have such a sense of superiority.

I wonder what his master would think,” Liu Hun replied coldly and sarcastically.

Jia Tianhao looked at Liu Hun fiercely, but his face soon twisted into a sly smile as he leisurely said to Liu Hun, “President Liu, you’re here today to inquire about Bao Li’s competition project, right?”

Liu Hun didn’t respond directly but instead retorted, “Isn’t Producer Jia here for the same reason?”

Jia Tianhao burst into laughter and then said to Liu Hun with contempt, “I am not like you.” After a pause and glance at the brocade box in Lin Xiaoxiang’s hands, he continued, “Bringing a gift?

What is it?”

“I’m here for myself, you’re here to serve others, naturally we’re different.

As for what I’ve brought today, you don’t need to know,” Liu Hun replied to Jia Tianhao, not willing to reveal his hand.

Unfazed by Liu Hun’s mockery, Jia Tianhao simply said, “Liu Hun, I also know that Director Ou has a taste for calligraphy and painting, so I know what you’ve brought without even guessing.

How about we both show what we’ve got right now?

If you lose, you might as well leave, or else you’ll put others in an awkward position when Director Ou arrives.”

Liu Hun remained silent, waiting for Jia Tianhao to show off in front of him.

He had great confidence in the treasure Lin Xiaoxiang had pulled from the bottom of the box.

“Ha!

So you’re chickening out, or did you bring fake goods, hoping to bluff your way through here?” Jia Tianhao mocked Liu Hun while pointing to the middle-aged man beside him, “See this?

This is the master of art authentication I’ve found.

Dare you bring out your stuff for a show?

Mr.

Ou isn’t here yet, if it’s a fake you can still slip away now, but wait until Mr.

Ou arrives, and being exposed on the spot…

tsk tsk, I wonder where you’ll put your face?”

“How can you talk like that!

You want to see it, don’t you?” Lin Xiaoxiang couldn’t stand to watch Jia Tianhao disrespect Liu Hun and her treasure over and over again.

Before Liu Hun could even speak, she had already placed the brocaded box on the table.

“I like women with your kind of forthrightness!” Jia Tianhao said, eyeing Lin Xiaoxiang seriously; she was charming, intellectual, and had a scholarly aura about her – quite a flavor.

Since Lin Xiaoxiang had spoken, Liu Hun had no other objections; after all, it was Lin Xiaoxiang’s own treasure that she had brought out.

Lin Xiaoxiang avoided Jia Tianhao’s lecherous gaze and carefully brought out Mi Fei’s calligraphy, then untied the string around the scroll and slowly unrolled it.

“Master Li, please help us see if this item is the real deal!” Jia Tianhao said to the middle-aged man beside him.

The man called Master Li wiped his oily head and, very professionally, put on a pair of clean gloves and started carefully appreciating the piece of calligraphy.

“Hmph!” Lin Xiaoxiang stood by, snorting with disdain.

Having dealt with antiques for many years, she had seen plenty of top experts and thought of herself as half an expert.

She had brought this out just to slap Jia Tianhao’s face and shut him up.

“Alas!

A high imitation!

Just a high imitation!” After speaking, Master Li shook his head and sat back down on the sofa.

“What?

A high imitation?

Hmph!

That’s really funny!

You dare to appraise with this level of expertise?!” Lin Xiaoxiang could hardly stay seated at that remark.

She had intended to bring out her best to give Liu Hun a big hand, and of course, her own motivations were mixed in, but she hadn’t expected this middle-aged man to call her trump card a high imitation in front of Liu Hun, which she couldn’t bear.

How would that make Liu Hun see her?

“Mi Fei’s calligraphy is unrestrained and bold, yet strict in its rules.

It’s ethereal and transcendent, creating a category of its own.

But what you have here only has the form, without the spirit,” the middle-aged man blurted out quite expertly, touching on the essence of Mi Fei’s calligraphy.

“Enough!

Real or fake, I know it myself!

No need for you to judge!” Lin Xiaoxiang’s face reddened as she spoke, and she immediately gathered up her calligraphy.

Being accused of bringing a fake in front of Liu Hun, she felt indignant, almost like a little girl throwing a tantrum at that moment.

“Since President Liu has shown his fake goods, let’s also take a look at the genuine item I, Jia Tianhao, brought, please appreciate!” Jia Tianhao said, pulling out a long box from behind him, and with a challenging glance at Liu Hun and Lin Xiaoxiang, slowly opened the box and took out the scroll inside.

“Open your goddamn eyes and see what a real piece of art looks like!” With a sneer on his face, Jia Tianhao slowly unrolled the scroll.

No sooner had a tiny part been revealed than Lin Xiaoxiang exclaimed in surprise, “How is that possible?!” “Why isn’t it possible?” Jia Tianhao boasted confidently as he fully displayed the calligraphy.

Shock!

The Mi Fei’s calligraphy Jia Tianhao brought looked exactly the same as the one Lin Xiaoxiang had just shown!

Jia Tianhao relished Lin Xiaoxiang’s expression and said, “See?

This is the authentic piece!

Master Li!

Tell these bumpkins if my calligraphy is genuine!”

Master Li, earnestly burying his head, examined Jia Tianhao’s calligraphy several times, “Good!

Good!

Good!

It’s authentic!

It indeed is Mi Fei’s own hand!

A masterpiece of masterpieces!”

Lin Xiaoxiang, reluctant to concede, also leaned in to take a serious look.

Suddenly her heart tightened, and she quickly reopened the calligraphy she had brought; when she looked at it…

she was stunned!

“What’s wrong?

Is there something off?” Liu Hun asked Lin Xiaoxiang.

It took a long while before Lin Xiaoxiang, through clenched teeth, spat out two words, “Despicable!”

Liu Hun watched Lin Xiaoxiang’s hateful eyes on Jia Tianhao, puzzled.

Supposedly, it was their first meeting, and Jia Tianhao had only made a few sarcastic comments – what could have caused such intense hate from Lin Xiaoxiang?

“When I got out of the car earlier, it must have been those guys he sent.

They bumped into me on purpose and switched my original item!” Lin Xiaoxiang recounted carefully to Liu Hun.

Liu Hun nodded in agreement with Lin Xiaoxiang’s statement, having no doubt about it.

He thought the appearance of that group had been strange without explanation, so it was Jia Tianhao’s arrangement.

Jia Tianhao looked very relaxed, with his head held high as he spoke to them, “Liu Hun, you think you’re the only one who knows about public relations?

You think you’re the only one with tricks up your sleeve?

Haha!

How does it feel to be outwitted now?

Feeling good?”

“Very good!” Liu Hun said coldly, holding back Lin Xiaoxiang, who wanted to rush over and argue with Jia Tianhao, “Don’t fight with him, it’s pointless without evidence.”

“At this point, you’re still talking big.

If I were you, I’d choose to scram now!” Jia Tianhao looked at Liu Hun with a sneer, still not forgetting that scene when he was made to crawl like a dog out of the conference room, vowing to take his revenge on Liu Hun someday.

As for Liu Hun’s iridescent eyes, he figured…

it was just his own eyes playing tricks on him!

“You shameless scoundrel!” Lin Xiaoxiang stamped her foot angrily, and tears involuntarily started to flow.

She quickly turned away to wipe them off, but Liu Hun inadvertently caught sight of the scene.

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