376: Chapter 351 Trap 376: Chapter 351 Trap At two in the afternoon, Liu Hun arrived punctually at the Peninsula Café to et Wang Yan.
She didn’t look much different from the day he’d seen her, only slightly more haggard.
“Liu Broker, you’re very punctual.
Please, have a seat,” Wang Yan gestured for Liu Hun to sit down.
After exchanging pleasantries, Liu Hun got straight to the point.
“May I know what business Miss Wang has with ?”
Wang Yan smiled slightly and said, “Liu Broker, you gave your business card hoping I would contact you, didn’t you?”
“You are a clever woman, indeed.
I do need you to do sothing for , but how can I trust you?” Liu Hun asked Wang Yan directly, not wishing to be trapped by this woman again.
“What do you want to do to prove it?” Wang Yan countered, but seeing Liu Hun silent for a long ti, she beca sowhat anxious and said, “Liu Broker, I wouldn’t have co to you if I weren’t desperate.
I hope you can trust .
I’m in need of a significant amount of money right now—if you can provide it, I’m willing to do anything.”
Liu Hun, who had been waiting for Wang Yan to na her price, finally heard it.
He knew that Wang Yan wouldn’t co to him unless it was urgent.
So he asked her, “How much money do you need?”
“One and a half million!” Wang Yan blurted out without hesitation, her urgency evident.
One and a half million was a re drop in the bucket for Liu Hun.
Compared to what he planned to have Wang Yan do, it was a bargain.
He nodded at her and said, “I agree, but I will only give you the money after the job is done.”
“How can I trust that you will pay after I do the job?” Wang Yan countered.
“I’ll add another half a million.
It’s up to you whether you take it or leave it,” Liu Hun offered Wang Yan an additional half a million, thinking it would tempt her.
Sure enough, without much hesitation, Wang Yan decided and nodded, “Fine!
We’ll settle it afterward.
I hope you are a man of your word.
What do you want to do?”
“Let’s go!
Follow , and you’ll find out,” Liu Hun said as he rose and left the Peninsula Café with Wang Yan.
As the evening set in, the sparsely lit villa neighborhood seed especially desolate in the night.
“Ding dong…Ding dong…Ding dong…”
“Who could it be at this late hour?” Having just finished showering, Lin Songbai wrapped in a towel, walked to the door and looked at the monitor.
It seed to be a woman standing outside, so he asked, “Who are you?
Who are you looking for?”
“Lin Songbai, have you forgotten already?” the woman outside countered.
Lin Songbai felt the voice was familiar, but couldn’t quite place it, so he opened the door.
Red high heels, seductive black stockings, a tight miniskirt ending at the thigh roots, a low-cut top that almost exposed everything, paired with hot red lips and enticingly shimring eyes, and the faint scent of red wine, gave Lin Songbai an imdiate reaction.
“Who…
who are you?” Lin Songbai still did not recognize the woman before him.
“Old foe!
You don’t recognize ?” the woman said to Lin Songbai, or rather, it was more like a seductive accusation.
The woman, teetering in her high heels, appeared about to fall.
Lin Songbai, quick to react, reached out and supported the woman, feeling the softness of her slim waist and sneakily slipping a hand to feel her buttocks, unable to resist, “Are you…
Wang Yan!?”
“Stupid enemy!
Have you completely forgotten about ?” said Wang Yan, her eyes looking hazily at Lin Songbai as her slender hands began to wander restlessly across his back.
Well, if an old fla had co knocking to rekindle past passions, and she was this hot and tempting, as a lecherous old man, Lin Songbai had no reason to reject.
He let out a lecherous chuckle and groped Wang Yan in her softest spot.
“Stop that!
You’re hurting !” Wang Yan cooed in feigned protest, which only heightened Lin Songbai’s desire.
“Tonight, I will treat you really well, co on in my little treasure!” Lin Songbai said with a lascivious grin, hugging Wang Yan as they entered the door.
Not until the next afternoon did Wang Yan leave Lin Songbai’s villa, a testant to the lecher’s insatiable appetite.
After leaving Lin Songbai’s villa, Wang Yan walked a few steps, rounded a corner, and got into a car.
Inside the car sat Liu Hun.
“Liu Broker, here’s what you wanted,” Wang Yan said, shedding her flirtatious deanor and placing a brand-new mobile phone beside Liu Hun.
Liu Hun checked the phone, and indeed, it contained the content he needed, along with clear recordings of conversations.
Satisfied, he closed the phone and threw a bank card to Wang Yan, “The PIN is six ones.
There are two million inside.
I hope you disappear from this circle for good.”
“Don’t worry, Liu Broker.
Even death won’t bring back.” Wang Yan verified the two million in the account, and only then, relieved, did she get out of the car and leave for good.
Liu Hun, after backing up the video on his phone, got out of the car and arrived at Lin Songbai’s front door, pressing the doorbell.
“Ding-dong… Ding-dong… Ding-dong…”
Still basking in the sweet dream of the previous night’s romance, Lin Baishong was disturbed by the doorbell.
Thinking it was Wang Yan wanting a repeat encounter, he went to the door and saw, standing there, the last person he wanted to see—Liu Hun.
“So it’s Agent Liu, what can I do for you?” Lin Baishong said, utterly disappointed; he had no interest whatsoever in opening the door for Liu Hun.
“I ca to talk to Lin Producer about the Music Producer Association,” Liu Hun said, standing at the door.
Lin Baishong hesitated for a mont but eventually let Liu Hun in.
“Agent Liu, say what you want to say and make it quick, I have other things to do and no ti for idle chatter,” Lin Baishong said impatiently to Liu Hun, letting him into the house was already more than enough of a courtesy.
“Today, I’ve brought sothing fresh out of the oven, still quite hot.
I think Lin Producer might be interested,” Liu Hun said, deliberately piquing Lin Songbai’s curiosity.
“What is it?” Lin Songbai asked subconsciously.
Without a word, Liu Hun slid the phone Wang Yan had given him in front of Lin Baishong, “Lin Producer, just open it and see for yourself.”
“What kind of trick is this?” Lin Songbai said suspiciously, picking up the phone.
“Mmm… Ah… Ah…”
The mont he turned on the phone, the sensuous moans that emitted from it were so provocative that Lin Songbai’s face instantly turned from pale to green, then from green to black.
Seeing the unrestrained version of himself on the phone, he finally realized that last night’s pleasure had not been without consequence—it was a trap.
“Smash!” Lin Songbai furiously threw the phone to the ground, smashing it to pieces, and pointed angrily at Liu Hun, “Liu Hun!
You despicable rat!
How dare you trap like this!”
“Despicable rat?
That term might be even more suitable for you, Lin Songbai.
If you hadn’t sent Wang Yan to fra , would you be facing this today?” Liu Hun said to Lin Songbai.
Lin Songbai’s eyes flashed dangerously as he coldly said to Liu Hun, “Liu Hun, you must have a backup, right?”
“Correct answer, but no prize,” Liu Hun teased Lin Songbai.
Lin Songbai clenched his teeth so hard they nearly shattered as he threatened Liu Hun, “Aren’t you afraid I’ll call the police?”
“You can try if you like, I believe the police would be very interested in this video—learning about the unspoken rules of the industry, your plagiarism of others’ work, and the lengths you’ve gone to suppress newcors,” Liu Hun said with an indifferent expression.
He had seen the video, of course, and knew exactly how Lin Songbai, under Wang Yan’s coaxing, had boasted of these “great achievents,” all of which now served as leverage for Liu Hun’s threat.
Lin Songbai’s face changed shades several tis, his gaze on Liu Hun flickered uncertainly, and after a long pause, he squeezed through clenched teeth, “Liu Hun, what do you want?”
“Simple.
Nominate for president at the Music Producer Association’s upcoming election,” Liu Hun said to Lin Songbai, noting the hesitation on his face.
He continued, “Lin Producer, weigh the pros and cons.
I trust you understand which matters more.”
Lin Songbai hesitated, thinking that the presidency didn’t actually co with that much benefit; it rely facilitated his plagiarizing from mbers of the association and fed his vanity.
It also allowed him to use the title to gain social resources, but if the video in Liu Hun’s possession went public, his life would be ruined.
Although Lin Songbai was loath to accept it, his heart felt uncomfortable with Liu Hun’s threat; he wasn’t foolish and understood the stakes.
So, reluctantly, he nodded, “Fine!
Liu Hun, I agree.”
“Lin Producer is indeed a smart man, knowing which choice benefits you the most,” Liu Hun said, rising to his feet, “I hope Lin Producer will keep your promise.
As long as you vote for , I will hand the material over to you.”
“Wait!” Lin Songbai suddenly stopped Liu Hun, “If I vote for you to beco president, how will I know you don’t have another copy sowhere?”
Liu Hun stopped, the seriousness clear in his voice, “Because I have no interest in blowing this out of proportion; it would do no good either.
You wouldn’t do sothing so foolish, I certainly won’t.”
Lin Baishong thought about it and had to agree that Liu Hun’s words made sense.
Liu Hun could press charges if this was made public, and nobody would benefit.
Realizing this, Lin Songbai coldly smirked, “Hopefully, Agent Liu, you’ll get your wish and beco president.”
“That’s none of Lin Producer’s concern,” Liu Hun said, brushing off Lin Songbai’s hand and turning to leave Lin Songbai’s villa.
Watching Liu Hun leave, Lin Songbai let out a cold laugh, “Liu Hun, do you think Ou Ye, Bai Ge, and that woman surnad Su are here just for show?
I can’t wait to see how you manage to be president!
Pah!” With that, he spat a heavy gob of spit onto the ground.
Just after Liu Hun got into his car, leaving Lin Songbai’s house, he received a phone call, “Hello!
Who is this?”
“Agent Liu!
It’s Xiao Mao,” ca Xiao Mao’s voice on the other end.
“Got news?” Liu Hun imdiately perked up; Xiao Mao was the set worker who’d been taken by Xue Gang to drink with Shi Bi’er and then had been sent to Liu Hun with a ssage, a seasoned hustler within the crew who peddled information for so extra cash.
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