_ what is this ?
Linh asked, the old magician smiled coldly and replied:
_ Just a few herbs to help you take one step to the top of glory.
The old man said and then placed his hand on Linh's forehead. For a moment, she saw everything in front of her eyes blur and then she fell into a dream. When she opened her eyes, she no longer saw that dark and evil room, but instead the small rented room she was renting.
_ strange.
Linh said then looked down at her body, still naked and covered with a thin blanket. But the bruises caused by physical impacts from the wives were no longer there, and her hair had returned to its silky shine, no longer limp and ragged from being cut badly.
Just as she was about to think that all the damn things that happened last night were probably a nightmare, her hand suddenly touched the jar of cream that Mr. Tong had given her during the spell.
_ What is this, how did that beggar bring me home? How can I know my whereabouts…
A series of questions kept running through her mind, all like a jumble with no answer, giving her a bit of a headache. Gently rubbing her forehead, Linh remembered Mr. Tong's words last night.
_ Apply this on your body...
_ If last night was true, I have nothing to lose.
Linh silently thought, then took the jar of cream and walked into the bathroom to carefully apply it all over her body. That thick mixture quickly soaked into her skin, creating an extremely seductive smell, stimulating all senses.
After finishing applying, Linh was about to lie down on the mattress to sleep some more when the mobile phone placed on the table emitted the sound of a familiar song.
“It's Mr. Khang, the owner of the tea room, calling.”
She frowned slightly and hesitated for a few seconds before picking up the phone, the manager's voice was urgent on the other end.
_ What are you doing that this time hasn't come yet, now a very important person has come to test your singing voice...
_ Isn't that what you said last night..
_ What did you do?
Mr. Khang's voice showed surprise. Linh spoke softly enough for him to exclaim.
_ Are you crazy last night? There's no way I'd fire you. Come here quickly, this character can take you one step to the clouds.
_ Yes !
Linh replied in a cold tone, Mr. Khang on the other side also said a few more sentences which Linh understood clearly what she would have to do after this incident then hung up. Throwing the phone aside, Linh looked at the cream jar and muttered.
_ Could it be that the miracle worked so quickly? Then what about me having sex with those three strangers?
As soon as she mentioned that, the image of her and the man passionately having sex in the hotel, shown in full HD on the big screen, appeared again. Then there were eyes full of lust, as if wanting to rush onto the stage to enjoy her skin from the politely dressed people sitting below, seeing Linh Linh's every move so skillfully no different from a professional whore. Karma.
Now that she thought back to that image, the only thing running through her mind was a cold, heartbreaking smile. Returning to the basic needs of a species, it is the same, whether the species is at the top of the food chain or not.
Linh thought as she picked up her phone to search for it in a group specializing in sharing drama clips. But what was found was the mysterious disappearance of a female singer named Phung. The name Linh Linh is just a few pictures or clips of her confidently showing off her rich voice on stage. Accompanied by dozens or hundreds of favorable comments.
This made Linh vaguely aware that the old beggar named Tong was a magician or magician with very high magic skills. The two guys must have some terrible power in the underworld to be able to clean up that drama. Linh thought while she was busy dressing herself in a beautiful outfit to meet the person that Mr. Khang thought was very important.
_Whatever it is.
Linh spoke softly, and she also knew that the first hypothesis seemed easier to apply to her case.
A moment later, she left the room, behind only the insensitive gossip of the neighbors around her. Coming to the door of the tea room, there are still familiar scenes that take place every time the sun is about to set. A few faces that were too familiar to her walked past indifferently, or two or three guests dressed in luxurious outfits trying to hide something too rotten inside after many competitions and attempts to find the right person. I'm in a small corner somewhere. Of course, what caught Linh's attention the most was the somewhat cold smile of the old beggar standing across the street looking at her.
_ Mr. Tong.
Linh whispered while the beggar nodded slightly, signaling her to step into the "Xuyen Chi" tea room. As soon as I passed through the glass door, the feeling of last night came rushing back. Linh didn't know if it was real or just a nightmare, but it made her feel as if her chest was tight. At this time, Mr. Khang was sitting with his back in a chair in the VIP area. In front of him was an imposing middle-aged man wearing an oversized suit and a black cowboy hat. At a glance, Linh immediately recognized that he was Mr. Kham, a famous showman in Province B. Everyone in the world knows that A-list stars must pass through the hands of this Mr. Kham, because all it takes is one nod from him. Even an unknown singer can rise to the top of glory. With just a wave of his hand, even an A-list star will become a degenerate. In short, in the artist circle of province B, Mr. Kham is the one who covers the sky with one hand.
Lao Khang saw that his bow cock had just arrived and quickly waved his hand over to him and briefly introduced himself to the other guest. Linh also smiled gently to greet Kham while he glanced over her body and stopped at Linh's face.
_ I'm Linh Linh.
_ Yes.
Linh replied, old Kham nodded slightly.
_ The other day I heard you sing on YouTube.
Old Kham nodded his head slightly.
_ Your voice is great, so I came here to invite you to cooperate.
Old Kham finished speaking, brought the cigar to his lips and took a long drag, waiting for the response of the young singer in front of him. Linh remained silent and did not rush to respond to the proposal that many other not-so-famous singers could not even dream of. Old Khang saw this and whispered to his pet chicken.
_ Hey, this is an opportunity to help you change your life, so consider...
That's what he said, but Linh heard a bit of regret in the sound coming from the manager's throat. Maybe in the future, the singer who is attracting customers will be absent from the Xuyen Chi tea room. Or maybe he regrets having to hand over a tool that helps him satisfy his needs to someone with more power than him. And Linh also knew very well that if Mr. Khang did not have some income, let alone Kham's wife, even heaven could not convince him to marry her to someone else.
And Linh's guess was not wrong, because before calling Linh, old Khang had received from Mr. Kham a large amount of money called a chicken transfer fee.
_ Yes, I do.
Linh said, Kham nodded slightly in satisfaction.
_ Good, I want to try your rustic voice.
Old Kham spoke and it was not difficult for Linh to only need two sentences to break the emotions of the two men sitting in front of him.
_ good very good.
Bau Kham said as he clapped his hands together, then beckoned a young girl to come over and place the A4 paper on the table.
_ I will sign a three-year contract with you in the near future. All I have to do is sing and the rest will be taken care of.
At this time, Linh did not hesitate to sign the contract that had been prepared before her eyes. At the door outside the hallway leading to the staff room, there were a few eyes looking at Linh with jealousy, among them was Loan.
_ You won't be happy for a long time, just a little while longer.
Loan said, her five fingers tightened on the phone, thinking in her head that in just a few moments the other three wives would show up on the big screen a clip of Linh and the husbands. That will be a very meaningful gift for her, and then "Thuy Loan" will take the opportunity to become a new star.
Suddenly she heard a woman's voice calling her name in her ear. The sound sounded very familiar, but Loan didn't know who was calling her.
_ who is that.
She turned back to answer, the sound still echoed in her ears, but in front of Loan's eyes was only an empty hallway. At this moment, there was suddenly a cold feeling passing through her skin, making the hair on her arms and legs stand up.