116 You Evil Capitalists!

The sky was still dark when two people stumbled out of a nightclub, the man supporting the girl as she drunkenly sang the lyrics of his song into the quiet streets.

"Waking up, it's time to go, I wonder why, I don't close the door. Walk out, you know you can do better, when you don't have her anymore..."

Hui Yin giggled, and in another loud voice she yelled, "LIU JUN!"

He clapped a hand on her mouth, cursing her violently inside his head. He had barely managed to escape from his fans, and yet this girl was putting him in danger again.

"Shhh! Mao Ye, shhh!

"...owie, that hurts my feelings."

"Owie, your ass! You've hurt my feelings several times already!"

The two of them walked along the sidewalk as Liu Jun waited for his manager to pick them up. Hui Yin was practically walking horizontally, and he had to grab her arm to hold her up.

"Why are you such a lightweight? You only drank one glass."

Hui Yin grabbed his hair, and Liu Jun yelled in pain.

"Ow, ow, ow! Mao Ye, let go!"

"Liu Jun, I have something to tell you. A secret."

Liu Jun finally removed her claws from his head and glared at her. He was the most popular singer in the industry! And yet he was being bullied by a girl that was half his weight. If his fans learned of this, Liu Jun would have nowhere to save his face.

"What?" he groused.

"I..." Hui Yin giggled. "I came from the future."

He rolled his eyes. "I'm sure you do. Did the robots finally invade us?"

"No, not...not that far. Liu Jun, you're really funny!"

"Mao Ye, believe me, you're much funnier."

Hui Yin abruptly stopped and glared at a nearby trash can.

It's mouth was open wide, leering at her.

How dare he!

Such a pervert!

Hui Yin kicked it.

"Mao Ye, what are you doing? Stop that!"

"It was leering at me with its mouth! It wanted to eat my tofu!"

"No one wants to eat your tofu! That 'mouth' you're describing is only the opening where people put in the trash. Ahhhh....I'm regretting this stupid decision so much."

Liu Jun covered his face, peering through the gap between his splayed fingers at Hui Yin, who was standing in front of the trash can with crossed arms.

Hui Yin didn't believe Liu Jun. Men! They certainly know how to cover up for each other. Well, she knew the truth. Oh yes.

She was not letting this trashcan get away with it!

"Mao Ye..."

A car stopped beside them, and Liu Jun nearly prostrated himself with overwhelming gratitude as the car window rolled down and he saw the face of his manager.

Such a beautiful face! Such beautiful muscles! How could he have taken for granted this manager of his? Look at that wonderful beard! It put all other beards to shame.

"Ma...na...ger~"

Liu Jun wrapped his arms around the car and sobbed quietly.

He was saved! He was going to a different country tomorrow!

Liu Jun's manager was speechless at this disturbing sight. Since when did his artiste become so welcoming like this? And behind him...wasn't that his friend? Why was she looking so severely at a trashcan?

"Get in."

Liu Jun's manager decided that he didn't want to ask.

Hui Yin laid down on the back, while Liu Jun sat on the passenger seat. He was having a conversation with his manager about the sudden change in the schedule of his concert.

"6 AM? My flight was changed to 6 AM? Wasn't it supposed to be just after lunchtime?"

"Yes, I have no idea why the company changed your flight schedule all of a sudden. Maybe something came up. Also, Liu Jun, about your concert..."

"What?" Liu Jun said sharply. "What about my concert?"

"I know you said that your last stop was Malaysia and you were going to take a vacation after that, but the higher ups decided to expand your concert tour a little bit since you were so well-received at Shanghai."

"What!"

Liu Jun cried tears of blood.

His dreams of soaking himself in a hot spring, sleeping all day, and doing a movie marathon were all shattered, their jagged edges piercing his heart. My long awaited vacation...Liu Jun bit his little handkerchief and wept bitterly.

"Where will my next concert be then?"

His manager hesitated, not wanting to deliver the last killing blow to his artiste. After thinking for a while, he said carefully, "After Malaysia, you were assigned to go to Madagascar, Egypt, Hawaii, the Hindu Kush region, and then the Himalayas..."

"Do I even have fans in the Himalayas?!"

Liu Jun threw away his handkerchief and gaped at his manager in shock.

Concert tour? Was this even a concert tour?

Why did he feel like they were simply banishing him?

Oh, you evil capitalists! What did I even do to you!

Liu Jun dropped his head to his arms and grieved mournfully. Hui Yin, who finally realized that her friend was having some problems, sat up on the backseat and patted him on the head.

"There, there. Don't be so guilty because you sided with that trashcan. I fully understand."

"..."

Liu Jun abruptly stopped sobbing. He felt that things weren't as bad as he imagined it to be.

Looking on the bright side of things, at least there was no 'Mao Ye' in the Himalayas!