The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor
Chapter 653 - 653 611 Undercurrents Surge

653: Chapter 611: Undercurrents Surge 653: Chapter 611: Undercurrents Surge Not to Liu Hun’s surprise, Huang Yuling was indeed kicked out of the film set, and another actor took his place.

As expected, the financial backers behind Huang Yuling withdrew their funding, but before director Du Feng could say anything, Liu Hun had already filled the financial gap.

“Liu Bro, Huang Yuling’s matter is probably not that simple,” Jiang Fengqin said to Liu Hun standing beside him.

“Why?” Liu Hun asked, somewhat puzzled.

Jiang Fengqin set down the red wine glass and said to Liu Hun, “This time, the investors behind Huang Yuling include not only Wanchun Entertainment but also the Xinghong Gang.”

“Xinghong Gang?” Liu Hun suddenly perked up.

“Yes, it’s like what Brother Zhong has on the Mainland,” explained Jiang Fengqin.

“They’re that powerful?” Liu Hun continued to inquire.

“Very powerful!

Even the Hong Kong government might not want to provoke them, and some operations have to rely on them,” Jiang Fengqin stated.

Liu Hun nodded and then said to Jiang Fengqin, “Can you arrange a meeting with their decision-makers for me?”

“You know about the decision-makers too?

Of course, I can,” Jiang Fengqin replied with a smile.

“The day after tomorrow afternoon, at the Sha Tin Racecourse,” Liu Hun told Jiang Fengqin, and then he left the room.

Liu Hun couldn’t ignore this power in Hong Kong, nor could he let them cause trouble for him or add to Hong Kong’s problems.

So after he left the Imperial City Entertainment Company, he immediately contacted the General Staff’s liaison in Hong Kong—Hong Wei, the owner of the Hongji Tea House.

“Boss, I’ll take your order!” Liu Hun called out to the waiter after sitting down in the Hongji shop.

“What would you like to start with?” the waiter asked Liu Hun.

“Scrambled eggs with tomato, four eggs without the tomato,” Liu Hun told the waiter.

“You…

that’s making things difficult for us, doesn’t that just make it plain scrambled eggs?” the waiter said, thinking Liu Hun was causing trouble.

“Just tell your boss, he’ll know if it’s possible,” Liu Hun finished saying, then took out a hundred Hong Kong dollars and gave it to the waiter.

“Alright!

Please wait a moment,” the waiter said and swiftly pocketed Liu Hun’s money, then ran off to tell the boss.

Not even a minute later, Hong Wei came out, looked Liu Hun up and down, and then said, “Please, follow me to the back room.

Eggie, take good care of the front, I’ll be right back.”

“Sure thing!” Eggie took Liu Hun’s money with joy in his heart.

Hong Wei led Liu Hun to his private room in the back, eagerly shook Liu Hun’s hand, and said, “Major General Liu, I’ve long heard of you!

Finally, we meet!”

Seeing Hong Wei’s somewhat excited expression made Liu Hun feel slightly embarrassed, so Hong Wei said, “I’m here to ask you for a favor.”

“Please take a seat, Major General,” Hong Wei offered Liu Hun a cup of tea.

“I’d like you to help me gather information on all the gangs in Hong Kong, I need detailed data,” Liu Hun revealed his intention.

“That’s possible, no problem at all!

I can get you the information very quickly,” Hong Wei said confidently.

“Oh?” Liu Hun smiled, slightly puzzled, “You mean you were already prepared?”

“Ha ha…” Hong Wei let out a small laugh, then explained to Liu Hun, “Several years before most of us returned to Hong Kong, we already received orders from the General Staff to conduct a comprehensive investigation on all the gangs here in Hong Kong, so we’ve had their information for some time, and…

there have already been some arrangements made from above.”

Two days later, Liu Hun booked an opulent private room at the Sha Tin Racecourse.

He lay back leisurely on the couch, watching the animated crowd below, clear that the impact of the financial crisis had completely dissipated among these gamblers.

“Thump, thump, thump…

thump, thump, thump…”

A series of rapid knocks disturbed Liu Hun’s comfortable rest, and he turned to the waiter, saying, “Go, open the door!”

“Yes!” As soon as the waiter opened the door, loud shouting from outside came through, “Liu Hun!

Who is Liu Hun?”

Liu Hun stood up from his seat and sized up the person who came in—a bald head with a twisting dragon tattooed on it, a thick gold chain around his neck, a mouth full of yellow-stained teeth grinning outside, followed by three underlings.

“I am Liu Hun.

Where is General Manager Jiang?” Liu Hun asked the bald man.

“Brother Dao invites you over, and as for that woman, naturally, she’s at Brother Dao’s place,” the bald man said, unable to suppress a series of sleazy grins, then glared at Liu Hun, demanding, “Are you coming or not?”

“Let’s go!” Liu Hun put down his glass and calmly followed the men out of the Sha Tin Racecourse.

The car sped away, quickly reaching the gate of a mid-level villa in Kowloon.

“Get out!

Brother Dao is waiting for you!” the bald man hollered aggressively at Liu Hun.

After getting out of the car, Liu Hun followed the bald man straight into the villa.

As soon as he stepped into the living room, he saw Jiang Fengqin sitting anxiously on a couch.

Across from her was another middle-aged man with a cigar in his mouth, and in the man’s arms lay none other than Huang Yuling, who had been kicked out of the production by Director Du Feng.

“Yo, here you are!

Take a seat!” Brother signaled Liu Hun to sit down.

Liu Hun took a seat next to Jiang Fengqin, casually grasped her hand, and gestured to her not to be afraid.

“You wanted to see me?

What’s up?” Brother put down his cigar and asked Liu Hun.

Liu Hun lowered his stance and said, “There might have been some misunderstandings about the incident on the film set before.

If it caused you any loss, I’m willing to compensate double.”

“Compensation?

What can you compensate with?

I was supposed to be the leading lady!

Now I’ve been kicked out of the cast!

Everyone knows about it, the magazines, the media, the television stations—everyone knows.

How can you compensate for that?” Huang Yuling unleashed all her fury at Liu Hun.

“The director must have had his reasons for the arrangements, and as an actor, you should comply,” Jiang Fengqin couldn’t help but interject.

Huang Yuling, already irritated by Jiang Fengqin’s flirtatious demeanor and the man by her side who kept ogling her assets, became even more infuriated when she was lectured and retorted, “Is it your place to speak?

Shut your slutty mouth!

You look like a whore!”

“Show some respect when you speak!” Liu Hun said coldly to Huang Yuling.

Intimidated by Liu Hun’s stern look, Huang Yuling shivered and dared not utter another word, instead shrinking back next to Brother and whispered, “Brother, he… he yelled at me.

You need to get justice for me!”

“Kid!

Don’t think you can do whatever you like just because you have some money!

Do you know where you are?!” Brother said as he extinguished his cigar in his hand.

Liu Hun didn’t want to cause any more trouble, so he said to Brother, “I’ve already shown a lot of sincerity, but if you don’t accept it, there’s nothing I can do.”

“Sincerity?!” Brother said, sneering at Liu Hun, “Where is it?

I haven’t seen any.”

“What do you want?” Liu Hun asked Brother bluntly.

“Easy!” Brother said, smiling maliciously, “Pay me back ten times the investment I made.”

“Fine!

No problem!” Liu Hun nodded in agreement.

“And another thing!” Brother gestured with his hands that he wasn’t finished, then continued, “This woman has to stay and spend the night with me!”

“Brother, what are you saying?” Huang Yuling immediately objected, standing up straight away.

“Shut up!

Sit down!” Brother glared, and Huang Yuling had no choice but to sit back down, seething and glaring venomously at Jiang Fengqin.

And Jiang Fengqin was even more worried that Liu Hun would leave her behind—she had long been aware of these people’s methods, even more ruthless than Zhong Xiao and the others.

“Um…” Liu Hun nodded and stood up, then stroked his chin thoughtfully, “Using a woman to save myself seems like a fair trade.”

“Of course it is… Ouch… Motherfucker…

no no no… please, don’t,” Brother’s head was pressed on the table as he pleaded for mercy in quick succession.

It turned out Liu Hun had taken Brother by surprise, pinning him down in a matter of seconds.

“Brother!

Brother!

Brother, what’s wrong with you?”

“You little punk, let him go now!

Or I’ll break one of your legs!”

“Damn it!

You don’t know what’s good for you!

Let Brother go right now!”

“…”

Hearing Brother’s agonized cries, his underlings rushed in and began threatening Liu Hun with their weapons, demanding he let go.

“Smack!

Smack!” With two slaps, Liu Hun patted Brother’s face, then said to him, “Apologize!”

“Pah!

You think I, Brother, would apologize?

Not even if hell freezes over!” Brother stubbornly continued, keeping up his threats, “Let me go, and kowtow a few times.

I’ll let you leave.

Otherwise, don’t even dream of walking out that door today.”

“Heh!” Liu Hun chuckled coldly, as if he had heard a very funny joke, then said to Brother, “The person I want to see isn’t you.

Get Uncle Tea over here.”

“You motherfucker still want to see Tea… Ouch ouch ouch… It hurts… It hurts so much…” Before Brother could finish his curse, Liu Hun made him howl in pain once more.

“Get your boys out of here.

These headstrong fools act impulsively and could end up costing you your life.

Doesn’t sound like a good deal to me, does it?” Liu Hun said, applying pressure with his hand as he spoke to Brother.

“Ouch… Alright, alright… You all, get out!

Get out!” Brother yelled at his men.

He hadn’t expected Liu Hun to be such a tough character, and he still very much valued his own life.

Liu Hun was worried on one hand that these hot-headed underlings would rush in and on the other hand, he wanted to leave Brother some dignity, considering he still had to walk out of there today; completely burning bridges wasn’t wise.

Liu Hun saw that the underlings had left the room and then pressed down on Brother’s shoulder, saying, “Call Uncle Tea here.”

“Alright!

Alright!” Brother, though resentful, feared further suffering and reluctantly nodded, picking up the phone to call Uncle Tea over.

“That’s more like it!” Liu Hun pressed down on Brother and glanced at Huang Yuling, who was already curled up in fright, pale as a ghost.

Within ten minutes, a knock sounded outside.

Liu Hun signaled Huang Yuling to open the door.

Having witnessed Liu Hun’s tactics, Huang Yuling of course obediently went to open the door.

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