The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor
Chapter 641 - 641 602 Mysterious Headhunter

641: Chapter 602: Mysterious Headhunter 641: Chapter 602: Mysterious Headhunter The next day, after the financial storm, many of the media outlets in Hong Kong found it inappropriate to rehash old news.

In the spirit of preserving Hong Kong’s stability and prosperity, it seemed promoting the flourishing entertainment industry was the best showcase of Hong Kong’s vitality.

Almost overnight, guided by some media with ulterior motives, all media outlets turned their focus toward the entertainment sector.

Among the most eye-catching pieces of news was the signing of Malaysian pop diva and current star Wang Baizhi with Hong Kong’s Imperial Entertainment Company, elevating this virtually unknown company to celebrity status.

At 2:30 p.m., at Hong Kong International Airport, there was still half an hour until Wang Baizhi’s arrival, but the airport was already packed with reporters big and small, their long lenses and cameras reminiscent of the scene a few months ago when Soros left Hong Kong in a hurry.

“Hey, hey, hey…

Editor, any updates?

Is Wang Baizhi going to use the VIP exit?”

“Hey!

Move over there, I barely have space for my camera.”

“Have you heard, this Wang Baizhi looks a lot like that celestial star from the mainland.”

“There’s a rumor that she’s actually Wang Junmin from the mainland who fled to Malaysia.

Don’t you doubt it, listen to her songs, their voices are exactly the same.”

“Hey buddy, I heard you’re from the Flower City, any news from over there?”

“Don’t joke, to escape from a mainland prison and become a pop star, she’d have to be a fairy.

Not even a rat could escape.”

“She’s out!

She’s out!”

Accompanied by the shout of one journalist, all the reporters focused their attention and furiously snapped photos at the spot where Wang Baizhi was emerging.

“Click, click, click…”

Instantly, numerous flashes fired off, but it took several seconds before Wang Baizhi finally appeared, stepping out in a pair of Cartier crystal high heels, Versace skinny pants, and an Armani custom blazer, her slightly curled long hair flowing as she walked out and casually removed her sunglasses.

Her aloof and stunning gaze swept over the crowd of reporters, complemented by her prominent nose and slightly dark-red lips, once again “murdering” countless films.

Wang Baizhi casually flipped her hair, seemingly indifferent to the flurries of camera flashes around her, and headed straight towards the airport exit.

“Baizhi!

Baizhi!

Baizhi!”

“I love you!

Baizhi, I love you!”

“Baizhi!

I’m here!

Look at me!

I’m here!”

…

The swarm of fans, even more excited and frenzied than the journalists, surged towards Wang Baizhi.

Her bodyguards promptly blocked the crowd, protecting her as they made their way out of the airport.

After signing a few autographs, Wang Baizhi, under the escort of her bodyguards, left the airport, followed persistently by reporters and fans; the cacophony of camera clicks and the roaring fans mingled into chaos.

After some difficulty, Wang Baizhi finally squeezed into the stretched Dodge Ram van arranged by the Imperial Palace Company, and as soon as the car door closed, the noise outside was instantly shut out.

“Phew!” Wang Baizhi finally took a deep breath and expressed, “Still, the home company is better, once the door is shut, no noise can be heard, unlike those rickety cars in Malaysia.”

The car started and immediately left Hong Kong International Airport.

“Long time no see!” A voice came from the front.

Wang Baizhi, surprised by the sudden voice, was even more stunned by the man who moved from the front seat to sit beside her.

“It’s…

it’s…

you…” Wang Baizhi’s noble and cool demeanor vanished in an instant, transforming into a frightened lamb.

“It’s me, Liu Hun!” Liu Hun said to Wang Baizhi with a smile, pressing a button and raising a privacy screen between them and the driver.

“Liu…

Mr.

Liu, you’re with Imperial City…” Wang Baizhi was somewhat fearful of Liu Hun, knowing that figures like Chen Kang had met their end at his hands.

“Yes!

I am the creator of all this, the real controller of Imperial Entertainment.” Liu Hun spoke to Wang Baizhi, “But you don’t have to be scared.

I only use my methods against enemies.

You’re not my enemy, you are, in fact, quite useful to me, so I won’t go against you.

Actually, I will even be good to you.” Taking a pause, Liu Hun pointed at Wang Baizhi and added, “Look at you, all of this, if not for my arrangement back then, would you be where you are today?

Back when you were used by Chen Kang to scheme against me, I didn’t do anything to you, and I certainly won’t now.”

“Uh…

Thank you…

Mr.

Liu.” Although Wang Baizhi felt more reassured after Liu Hun’s words, she still harbored some doubts.

“Lift your head up,” Liu Hun said, holding Wang Baizhi’s chin, “Bring out your stature and temperament.

You’re not that woman under the high officials anymore, understand?

There’s only one person who can ride you, and that’s me!”

“Uh…” Wang Baizhi nodded, meeting Liu Hun’s gaze, her aura slightly restored.

“That’s good, just like that!” Liu Hun said with a smile, withdrawing his hand and looking out the car window.

The car had already arrived in Central, and was parked on a bustling street.

All around, passersby and numerous fans couldn’t help but stop to admire the vehicle.

“Do you know why I stopped the car here?” Liu Hun suddenly asked.