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Little did they know that if it weren't for Lin Chuan, Meng Zhi Mu Sheng Hua would have been dragged into the endless abyss by him at the age of 25.
From a popular idol to a prostitute whose arms are used by a thousand men and whose lips are tasted by ten thousand.
Although she has lost her virginity to Lin Chuan, she can avoid such a tragic end.
Furthermore, with the "Record of Beauties" by her side, she would never age, and would be immortal.
Therefore, it's really not a problem for Lin Chuan to say these words about a just trial.
But Ishikawa Asama didn't know that!
Feeling that the person in front of him was so shameless, he couldn't catch his breath and his head tilted to the side—he was dead.
Lin Chuan sighed inwardly at the other ghost's weak mental fortitude and looked down at the other ghost on the ground, which had been set ablaze.
The other party is the same idiot rich businessman from the original drama who collaborated with Ishikawa Asama to design Yume no Ki Seika and used his private car for business purposes.
Before Lin Chuan could slowly torture Ishikawa Asama, he had the Shadow Legion "invite" him from his lover's bed.
Hearing the murmurs begging for mercy, Lin Chuan shook his head in distress: "I want to let you go, but even if I do, you won't survive."
"Sigh~, I'd better send you down to reunite with Ishikawa Asama, so you'll have someone to keep you company on your journey to the underworld."
"I'm so kind!"
With a soft sigh, Lin Chuan waved his hand and took out the Tetanus Blade, its handle covered in rust and its blade riddled with nicks.
He waved his hand casually a few times and said with a kind smile, "Don't worry, it won't hurt. Just bear with it for a bit and it'll pass."
Having said that, he suddenly swung his right hand.
With a dull thud as a knife sliced through flesh, a bloodcurdling scream, like a pig being slaughtered, rang out: "Ah!!!"
Looking down, he saw that the tetanus blade was embedded a third of the way into his neck and could not go any further.
Seeing his condition, Lin Chuan showed a hint of apology on his face: "I'm so sorry! This knife has been unused for a long time and it's gotten a bit dull."
"Just bear with it a little longer, it'll be over soon!"
He had barely finished speaking when he drew his knife and swung it backhand...
Finally, after being slashed four or five times, the monster breathed its last.
A head the size of a bucket rolled to the side, its eyes wide open in death.
Meeting that venomous gaze, Lin Chuan sighed helplessly, "Sigh~, you can't blame me for the knife not being sharp, can you?"
Immediately afterwards, he casually tossed the tetanus blade aside, ordering the Shadow Legion to clean up the mess.
As for himself, he went to the studio where Mengzhimu Shenghua worked.
He's not the kind of person who's heartless after taking advantage of someone; since he's done it, he naturally has to take responsibility.
What's more, there's a goddess here waiting for Lin Chuan to rescue her.
As soon as he arrived at the studio entrance, the security guard on duty stopped him: "Hello sir, who are you looking for?"
"I'm looking for your club president."
"Do you have an appointment?"
"No, just say that the chairman of Tiansheng Group is visiting. I think your president will come to pick me up."
Upon hearing that Lin Chuan was actually the chairman of the Kyoto Dragon Group, the security guard couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.
After all, the other party is really too young.
Despite his suspicions, he nodded politely and said, "Please wait a moment while I go and ask for instructions!"
Seeing that Lin Chuan agreed, the security guard quickly picked up his walkie-talkie and reported to his boss...
A moment later, upon learning that the chairman of Tiansheng Group was visiting, the owner of this studio, which only had twenty or thirty artists, hurriedly went out to greet him.
When he saw Lin Chuan's young face, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.
There are rumors that the mysterious chairman is very young, but he's way too young, is he even 20?
However, as someone who had been working in Kyoto for decades, the boss was suspicious but outwardly very enthusiastic.
"You must be President Lin Chuan. I've heard so much about you! Please come in!"
After exchanging pleasantries, he led the way while subtly instructing his secretary to seek confirmation from Tiansheng Group.
If it's a real person, then everything will be great. But if it's an imposter showing off, then don't blame him for being ruthless.
Who doesn't have some tricks up their sleeve to be able to open a company in Kyoto?
Such a small move by the other party naturally did not escape Lin Chuan's eyes.
But he was indifferent to this, saying it was true anyway, and he could check it as he pleased!
On the way to the president's office, a slender figure wearing a white dress, with three thousand orange hairs neatly draped behind her head, and slender branches and plump fruit, caught Lin Chuan's attention.
Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, dark yet unadorned, and her lips were like painted sand, red yet untouched.
She has bright, beautiful eyes, skin as white as snow, and large, watery eyes as blue as the ocean.
Her slender waist, her ample curves, and her perfectly sculpted legs together create a breathtakingly beautiful picture.
She exudes youthful energy, like a green apple about to ripen, making people want to take a bite as soon as they see her.
With a slight twitch of his brow, Lin Chuan immediately unleashed a probing eye attack:
Name: Mizuhara Honami
Age: 20
Personality: Kind, enjoys ugliness, inwardly charming
Hobbies: Music, cooking, doing things I enjoy alone
Sensitive areas: rear end
Face value: 95
Favorability: 30
Experience: 0
Skill: Proficient in singing
Overall strength: Mid-stage Mortal Rank
Recent thoughts: Who's that man next to the club president? He's so ugly...
Upon hearing his thoughts, a few faint black lines appeared on Lin Chuan's forehead...
Chapter 431 Saint Hua, yearning to be cared for
After glancing at his thoughts a few more times, Lin Chuan, unable to suppress his murderous intent, couldn't help but want to step forward and teach him a lesson.
After all, whether before or after time travel, this was the first time the word "ugly" had been applied to him.
But thinking about the other person's personality and how she ultimately gave herself to that greasy young man in the original drama, Lin Chuan decided not to argue with her.
This guy's aesthetic sense is completely different from ordinary people!
Forget it! I won't stoop to her level. I'll correct her distorted sense of aesthetics later...
Just as Lin Chuan was muttering to himself, the company boss, Kuroshi Kizo, smiled warmly and said, "Chairman Lin Chuan, that's our company's newest employee..."
Nodding slightly, Lin Chuan then ignored Mizuhara Honami, whose aesthetic sense was quite unique, and went to the office with her.
Shortly after he sat down, the secretary who had left earlier came to Kuroishi Kizo's side and whispered something in his ear.
After he finished speaking, his gaze toward Lin Chuan became even more respectful.
After personally brewing him a cup of tea, he looked somewhat reserved and asked, "I wonder what important matter has brought you here, Chairman Lin?"
Lin Chuan picked up his tea and took a sip, his brows furrowing slightly.
What lousy tea! It's nowhere near as good as the tea he usually drinks.
Lin Chuan casually put it down and got straight to the point: "There's nothing else to it, I've just been free lately and wanted to train a couple of idols for fun."
"But it would be too much trouble for me to set up a studio from scratch, so I decided to acquire an existing one."
"After some investigation, I think President Blackstone's Star Dream Studio is pretty good."
"I just don't know if President Blackstone will be willing to part with it."
Upon hearing this, Heishi Guisan looked hesitant.
After all, the studio was like a golden goose in his hands, and he really didn't want to sell it unless absolutely necessary.
But Kizo Kuroishi also knew in his heart that the other party's power was beyond his reach.
Lin Chuan's personal visit was both a gesture of sincerity and a warning.
If I really don't know what's good for me, the best outcome would probably be that the huge army of wanderers gains another member.
After a fierce internal struggle, Kuroishi Kizo finally made up his mind to sell!
"It's an honor that Chairman Lin Chuan values our Star Dream Studio. We just don't know the price..."
"Since President Blackstone is willing to make the painful decision to part with it, then I certainly can't let you suffer a loss, can I?"
"How about 150 million?"
Upon hearing this, Kuroshi Kizo breathed a sigh of relief.
Although the price is lower than the market valuation, it's not much lower.
It was fairly reasonable; they didn't try to drive the price down to the bone.
With a faint smile playing on his lips, Kuroshi Kizo nodded slightly: "As Chairman Lin Chuan said, when can we sign the contract?"
"We can sign now! I'll transfer the money to the Blackstone president immediately after it's signed."
A dozen minutes later, after the contract was signed, looking at the nine-figure balance in his bank account, Kuroshi Kizo felt a little melancholy.
The company he had worked hard to build over a decade suddenly changed hands, leaving him feeling somewhat lost and unsure of what to do next.
Finally, with his last vestige of affection for the company, he told Lin Chuanju to run it well before leaving with a heavy heart.