This gave the audience quite a fright.
Thank goodness it was daytime—if it were nighttime, someone with a weak heart might have been scared to death.
Qin Wanyin turned around, only seeing the window.
She was puzzled, “What’s wrong?”
Ms. Mo was somewhat agitated, “I… I saw my husband behind you.”
“!!!”
The audience broke out in a cold sweat.
Wasn’t her husband dead?
Could it be that she saw a ghost?!
That’s not something to joke about!
[Could there really be a haunting…]
[Prosperity, democracy, civility, harmony! I immediately opened the Youth Study app—feudal dregs, get lost!]
[Thank goodness it’s daytime, I’m slacking off at work, surrounded by colleagues.]
[How can you be sure your colleagues are really your colleagues?]
[!!!]
Qin Wanyin then stood up, looked out the window, and abruptly ended the livestream.
The sudden end of the livestream left the audience bewildered.
[Why did Sister Qin go offline!]
[What exactly did Auntie Mo see?]
[…Could it be something unclean?]
[What about the program crew’s cameras! Hurry and switch to Qin Wanyin’s feed!]
But this time, the program crew didn’t heed the audience’s requests and instead continued broadcasting Qi Heng’s group’s situation.
“Boss Wei, hello.”
“Little Qi, Miss Liu, I’ve long heard of your names.”
The man speaking was surnamed Wei, in his forties, dressed in a sharp suit and quite refined.
He was the contractor who purchased the yellow peaches and oranges from Jinjiagou Village.
He was also the owner of the jam factory.
Accompanying him was a female secretary, not particularly young but wearing an elegant, figure-hugging qipao, still charming.
Liu Yiyi sat at the tea table and brewed two cups of tea.
With graceful movements—pouring from a height, steeping the fragrance in the cup, and holding the teapot with three fingers—she performed the ritual flawlessly.
Smiling, she handed over two cups of tea, “This is this year’s West Lake Longjing, please have a taste.”
Boss Wei took a sniff, “Excellent tea, Miss Liu has impressive skills.”
[Yiyi can even brew tea, how amazing!]
[A beauty brewing tea is such a pleasing sight~]
[Truly a wealthy heiress, not like some people who always talk about crude things!]
After tasting the tea, Boss Wei got down to business.
“Little Qi, today I come with great sincerity. I hope—”
Before he could finish, Qi Heng waved his hand, “Today, I’m just the supporting role. Yiyi will mainly discuss the details with you.”
Boss Wei understood.
This was a stage set for Liu Yiyi.
At first, the business discussion went smoothly.
But when it came to signing the contract duration, the atmosphere grew tense.
Liu Yiyi said, “Right now, we’re relying on celebrity influence to help the villagers, but what about next year?”
“I hope Boss Wei can establish a long-term partnership with Jinjiagou Village, so let’s make the contract five years.”
Five years!
That was far too long.
Even Qi Heng beside her was somewhat surprised.
Boss Wei looked troubled, “Miss Liu, five years isn’t feasible.”
Liu Yiyi’s eyes shifted, “This is also free publicity for your factory. If Boss Wei can’t agree, we’ll have to look for another partner.”
After a moment, Boss Wei shook his head and smiled.
“Miss Liu truly lives up to the saying ‘women hold up half the sky.’ Then, as you suggested, we’ll sign a five-year contract! But I hope Miss Liu can help promote us a bit.”
“No problem, happy cooperation.”
[Yiyi is such a skilled negotiator!]
[This order is of profound significance for Jinjiagou Village! Yiyi is amazing!]
“If Yiyi’s daughter weren’t a star, she would definitely be a domineering CEO, unlike Qin Wanyin next door, who just got lucky and met a wealthy woman.”
“…Isn’t this just the star effect?”
“+1, the reason this boss agreed is because Liu Yiyi hinted she could help him with advertising. If she were an ordinary person, how would Boss Wei ever agree to such a loss-making deal?”
No matter what netizens said, the director showed no intention of issuing a yellow card warning.
Both parties entered the contract-signing stage.
“Wait.”
Just then, an uninvited guest arrived unannounced from outside the door.
Qi Heng frowned as he recognized the visitor. “Qin Wanyin, what are you up to now?”
Qin Wanyin was dressed like a shaman, with vibrant feathers stuck in her hair and unknown pigments smeared on her face—three-colored lines streaked across her cheeks. In her left hand, she held a whip; in her right, a drum; and in her arms, she cradled a large aluminum basin.
It was unclear what was inside the basin, but as soon as she entered, the room filled with a heavy, bloody smell.
Utterly bizarre.
Liu Yiyi was also taken aback. “Sister Wanyin, what are you—”
Before she could finish, Qin Wanyin began chanting:
“In my left hand, the King Wen drum; in my right, the King Wu whip.”
“When heaven has matters, immortals handle them; when earth has matters, the fox and yellow spirits go to discuss!”
After reciting a lengthy passage, she lifted the wooden basin in her arms and, with lightning speed, slammed it onto Boss Wei’s head.
“!!!”
Before Boss Wei could react, he was drenched.
Panic-stricken, he hastily removed the basin from his head and caught sight of himself in the mirror—a person covered head to toe in blood.
It was all blood!
From head to toe, nothing but blood!
His mind went blank, his face turned pale, and he collapsed straight to the floor, unconscious.
The entire incident happened in the blink of an eye.
The live stream screen fell into silence.
Then, a torrent of comments flooded the broadcast like a landslide or tsunami.
[Am I watching a dating show or did I switch channels?]
[Qin Wanyin did this on purpose, didn’t she? She’s afraid Yiyi will earn more and surpass her, so she deliberately ruined this deal!]
[She’s so malicious!]
“Brother Wei!”
The female secretary who had accompanied Boss Wei screamed and rushed toward Qin Wanyin, shouting sharply:
“You vile woman! What have you done to Brother Wei!”
“Brother Wei has a heart condition! If anything happens to him, I won’t let any of you off!”
Liu Yiyi stepped forward to mediate.
“Don’t panic, let me take a look.”
She crouched down, placing her fingers on Boss Wei’s wrist.
After holding her breath and concentrating for a moment, she spoke gravely, “The pulse feels floating and rapid upon touch. The situation is quite serious—he was frightened.”
She took out her acupuncture kit. “I might try acupuncture.”
[Liu Yiyi knows acupuncture too?!]
[Of course! Our Yiyi is the daughter of a traditional Chinese medicine family. Her grandfather is the renowned TCM master Liu Shengquan, known as Mr. Baishui, who can revive the dead and heal bones. Yiyi has learned from him since childhood—she’s definitely skilled!]
[So impressive! Our daughter is truly versatile!]
The situation was serious.
As soon as these words were spoken, the production team was so alarmed they immediately called for an ambulance.
Qi Heng’s temple throbbed violently as he grabbed Qin Wanyin’s wrist. “This is all your fault! What do you even want?”
Qin Wanyin shook off his hand, her deep, ancient-well-like eyes fixed on Boss Wei’s female companion. She sighed, “Such a beauty, yet willing to be the other woman.”
The woman flared up, “You—what nonsense are you spouting!”
Qin Wanyin curled her lips. “Whether it’s nonsense or not, let the man on the ground speak for himself.”
She leaned down and nudged the man on the ground with the tip of her shoe.
“Stop pretending, or I’ll pull your pants off.”
In the next moment, Boss Wei, who had been “in critical condition” just a second ago, sat right up.
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