The Beauties Help Me Become the No.1 Official

The neon flickers in the nightclub as Lin Fan sits on a comfortable sofa.

In the pitch-black room, only Sister Hong in her red dress kneels before him, tying her glossy black hair behind her head, and devouringly licks the Iron Pestle, while Lin Fan holds a walkie-talkie, watching the performance in the mirror before him.

At this moment, the scrawny Director Liu, Producer Bai, and Producer Mo are all naked, tied like zongzi, hanging in midair, while a dozen naked black men continuously toy with the black barrels of their guns, greedily eyeing these three tender-skinned individuals.

Wu Houbiao, along with a few others, mockingly sets up cameras, lights, and continuously directs those black men on how to play with these three pale-faced individuals.

"Now, I finally understand Huo Ben's joy, what he left behind is indeed interesting."

Watching as a dozen black men toss these three perverts back and forth like sandbags, although the scene is somewhat repulsive, it's undeniably thrilling.

"Just got word, the collapsed tunnel has finally been excavated successfully, everyone inside is dead, but the most unfortunate is Che Laojiu."

Swallowing hard, Sister Hong lifts her head, her nimble hands still playing with the Iron Pestle.

"He was crushed under a boulder, estimated to have died only this morning, suffering painfully for over forty hours, dying no easier than Huo Ben."

"Is this not retribution? Wanting to play with poison in Red Flag County is absolutely unforgivable."

Caressing Sister Hong's delicate cheek, Lin Fan smiles and says, "You've done a great job this time, so tell me, what kind of reward do you want?"

"Isn't this the best reward already?"

Sister Hong sticks out her tongue, licking the Dragon Head, her eyes seductive as she looks at Lin Fan.

"Enough with that, it doesn't work on me. Speak of something practical."

Lin Fan pinches Sister Hong's cheek.

Though they have intimate physical contact, Lin Fan never considers her among his own women; most of the time, it's just a game, after all. She remains public, otherwise, she wouldn't have been used as a honey trap.

"Then I want fifty percent of this store's net income, is that feasible?"

With Huo Ben dead, all the companies he controlled would change ownership, so Sister Hong believes Lin Fan wouldn't miss this chance to expand. This store would eventually belong to him, and fifty percent is a substantial amount.

"Alright, I'll give you sixty percent, but you must guarantee that the women here come and go freely, and absolutely no drugs or gambling; otherwise, no one will give face. Understand?"

Lin Fan pinches Sister Hong's cheek; the relationship is simpler this way, devoid of emotions, merely discussing benefits.

"Understood, I promise to deliver!"

Hearing this, Sister Hong's eyes widen; the ten percent given is exceptionally generous.

"Then it's settled!"

Patting Sister Hong's cheek, Lin Fan stands up. Everything that needed recording is on record, and now he should have a good chat with these three.

"Tonight, want to stay over? There are some fresh faces, barely used, not very skilled but quite pure. The master will surely like them!"

Helping Lin Fan pull up his pants, Sister Hong looks at him with a smile.

"No need, I prefer using my own women!"

Lin Fan opens the door beside the one-way glass with a smile, entering the shooting site. This was originally a place to imprison the female slaves for Huo Ben's whims, and it's the first time so many men have entered.

Once the three prolapsed individuals are let down, Lin Fan, with a cigarette in his mouth, walks up to them: "Your acting is quite skillful, those cries sound so real, isn't this what you call real listening, real viewing, real feeling in your industry?"

"Lin... County magistrate... we were wrong..."

The other two are in such pain they can't speak, only the scrawny Director Liu manages to squeeze out a few words through clenched teeth.

"No need to admit wrong so quickly, I'm just being a gracious host."

Lin Fan looks down at the feces-covered Director Liu with disdain: "Tonight, I'll keep these materials for you. After all, Ms. Shu is quite looking forward to the new play, so does this mean the casting is confirmed?"

"Confirmed... confirmed... whatever Ms. Shu wants to act in... she can choose!"

Director Liu nods repeatedly; if tonight's events were to leak, they could forget about surviving in the entertainment industry.

"That's good, I believe Ms. Shu is really anticipating tomorrow morning's good news, so take your time to rest."

As the light above doesn't reach the underground, let's illuminate it too.

Lin Fan stands and leaves the nightclub, and twenty minutes later he arrives at the hotel room door.

With the ringing of the doorbell, the door swiftly opens, and Little Shuang stands inside, tenderly gazing at Lin Fan: "Young master, the person hasn't woken up yet, so rest first!"

"Telling me to rest but unwilling to leave?"

How could Lin Fan not read Tang Xiaoshuang's body language, reaching out to embrace her lush body?

"Then don't leave tonight, stay and sleep with me, alright?"

This embrace melts Tang Xiaoshuang completely, she wraps her arms around Lin Fan's waist, resting her head on his chest: "Whatever the young master says!"