Chapter 62: Chapter 62: You Want Revenge, Don’t You?
Before Bian Runze could open his mouth, Ouyang Bingbing snatched the conversation and asked.
"Are you Qin Feng?"
"Turns out it’s Bingbing? You could have called me yourself if you wanted me to look at your face! It’s not like I don’t pick up! Why beat around the bush and have old Bian contact me?"
"Who said I wanted you to look at my face? Wishful thinking!"
Ouyang Bingbing snapped back fiercely and hung up the phone in displeasure.
Bian Runze was a bit bewildered.
"Miss Ouyang, do you know my master?" he asked.
"I’d recognize him even if he turned to ash! A complete bastard."
"Since Miss Ouyang knows my master, you’d better seek treatment from him for your face."
"I wouldn’t seek him out!"
After saying that, Ouyang Bingbing stomped away, fuming.
She really was angry.
She had thought that Bian Runze was Dragon Country’s First Divine Doctor and would surely cure her face.
But, was this old guy actually that stinky boy’s apprentice?
Ding Yuxin chased after her in high heels, click-clacking along.
"Bingbing, do you know the master Bian Runze mentioned?"
"He’s just a bastard!"
"Can that bastard cure your face?"
"He said he could."
"Does that mean he has already checked it out for you?"
"Hmm."
"Then why don’t you let him treat it?"
"Because he’s a bastard!"
"How about I contact him for you?"
"You don’t need to interfere in this matter."
"Bingbing, I’ve almost finished negotiating with the producer in the Capital. Once it’s settled, you’ll need to attend the signing ceremony and the launch ceremony. Many media journalists will come. If you don’t clear up your face soon, it could be troublesome."
"I’m well aware of my situation; just focus on your work. I’ll handle my face myself."
"Bingbing, I have never heard you call anyone a bastard. Could it be, you have feelings for that guy?"
"In your dreams! Stop gossiping with me. If you keep talking nonsense, I’ll dock your salary."
Back at Camphor Forest Villa, Ouyang Bingbing held her phone, hesitating whether to call Qin Feng or not.
Suddenly, she received a WeChat friend request.
"Bingbing, it costs 0.1 yuan per minute to call you, which is quite expensive. So, let’s add each other on WeChat! I’ve got free wifi to mooch off here."
"Can I not kill you for being so stingy?"
Ouyang Bingbing replied without a good temper.
However, she accepted Qin Feng’s friend request.
"Bingbing, which finger do you like to use?"
Seeing Qin Feng send this shamelessly flirtatious message, Ouyang Bingbing’s face turned red with embarrassment.
She sent an emoji, a bomb flying his way, wishing it would blow Qin Feng to smithereens.
Not satisfied with just a bomb, she also sent a bloody cleaver, wanting to chop Qin Feng into pieces.
"Remember to wash up clean, scrub really well! I’m coming to find you!"
The shameless Qin Feng continued to provoke her.
"Did I ask you to come over?"
"You didn’t tell me not to come over, did you?"
"Shameless!"
...
Half an hour later.
Qin Feng arrived, holding a cheap plastic box in his hand.
Ouyang Bingbing pointed at it, curious, and asked, "What’s this?"
"Silver Needle! I’ll need it to treat Bingbing’s face in a bit."
"Silver Needle? Why does it look so shoddy?"
"I bought it for two bucks at the pharmacy. It’s the cheapest silver needle there is. Even though the packaging is rough, the needles inside are fine. The tips are very sharp, I guarantee they’ll pierce the skin."
"You’re using two-dollar silver needles to treat my face? Am I that cheap to you?"
"If I can cure Bingbing’s face with two-dollar silver needles, that proves my medical skills are just barely passable, at least not quackery."
"Wow, not bad! I didn’t realize you were so modest. You’re Bian Runze’s master and you still talk like that. Don’t you think you’re being incredibly hypocritical and asking for a beating?"
"The path of medicine is endless. As long as one can’t bring back the dead or mend severed limbs, one’s skill is only just passable. So, I’m really not being modest. If I were, I’d have to call myself a quack."
"The master of Dragon Country’s First Divine Doctor a quack? Then does Dragon Country have any doctors who aren’t quacks? You wouldn’t tarnish the reputation of all doctors in Dragon Country just because of your hypocrisy, would you?"
"Bingbing, this is our third encounter. As the saying goes, once a stranger, twice familiar. The third time, we’re comfortable enough to bear our chests. I won’t beat around the bush; let’s talk prices."
"What price?"
"Well, you have to pay me for treating your face! How much did you give Bian Runze?"
"Divine Doctor Bian treats with kindness and doesn’t charge a penny!"
"Should I give him a call to check?"
"Don’t bother."
Ouyang Bingbing quickly stopped him, saying, "I gave him a million."
"A million? Divine Doctor Bian charges that little?"
Of course, Qin Feng didn’t believe her; he wasn’t foolish.
"It was a million! If you don’t believe me, go ahead and call him."
"I won’t call. Doing so would make me seem greedy. From what I know, Bingbing, you’re the spokesmodel for Huanmei Group, with an annual fee of one hundred million. With your current ghastly appearance, would Huanmei Group let you continue if they knew? Even just to secure the endorsement worth a hundred million a year, you should at least give me ten million."
"You bastard, you’re actually using this to threaten me? Let me tell you, Bingbing, Yu Keqing, the president of Huanmei Group, has already seen my face, and they’ve terminated our contract. I returned all three hundred million of the endorsement fee I got from Huanmei Group to them."
Talking about this matter frustrated Ouyang Bingbing.
"You what? You’ve terminated your contract with Huanmei Group?"
Hearing this news, Qin Feng was so happy he almost flew with joy, but he restrained himself.
He deliberately showed a puzzled face and asked,
"Yu Keqing saw your face, Bingbing, and terminated the contract, which is understandable. But to demand the return of all previous endorsement fees, isn’t she going too far? Doesn’t that mean all the ads you shot and events you attended for them were for nothing?"
"If I didn’t return the three hundred million in endorsement fees, Yu Keqing would demand ten billion in damages. That woman, she’s utterly ruthless!"
"Holy shit! She’s that vicious?"
A woman with a Charm Physique, yet so ruthless.
Qin Feng was becoming more and more interested in Yu Keqing.
"I’ve just bled out three hundred million, so I’m broke. The money for treating my face, you’ll have to wait. When I have money, we’ll settle it."
Ouyang Bingbing felt she had Qin Feng in her pocket, so she didn’t want to pay him.
Not a single cent!
Who asked this guy to make improper remarks to her?
Qin Feng had a brainwave and asked, "Bingbing, do you want revenge?"
Ouyang Bingbing looked puzzled and retorted, "Revenge for what?"
"Of course, for the blood debt of the three hundred million Yu Keqing snatched from you!"
