I have ten trillion licking dog gold

"Are you nervous?"

Jiang Chen became more and more calm.

It's not shameful to like someone.

The same goes for being liked by others.

Besides, things have already happened and cannot be solved by running away.

"I'm not nervous."

Ok.

Quite tough-talking.

Jiang Chen seemed not to notice the pair of moist hands hanging by his legs, constantly moving restlessly.

Sitting at the bar, he gestured to the swivel chair next to him, "Sit."

"No, I'm fine standing."

Jiang Chen couldn't help but laugh.

"I don't know how to eat people."

woman.

What a strange creature.

No matter what time, even if I make a mistake or do something I shouldn't do, I always seem to make myself look like a victim.

Jiang Chen sighed slightly in his heart, and then said: "You have been busy for so long just now, aren't you thirsty?"

Jin Zhuxuan's body stiffened, then he lowered his head again. Finally, he slowly raised his hand and took off the mask.

"sit."

Jiang Chen said again.

Jin Zhuxuan held the mask and walked slowly, one step at a time, to the bar. She didn't rush to sit down and said, "This is the first time I do that..."

"I know."

Jiang Chen nodded calmly, "An experienced person wouldn't press as badly as you do."

Even the most professional plastic surgeons would not be able to find any flaws that could be corrected, and a visibly rosy glow appeared on that delicate face again.

Don't say it.

We can’t blame the chaebols.

Who wouldn’t want to swallow such a delicious dish?

“I will work harder in the future.”

Jin Zhuxuan held onto the high stool and sat down while speaking.

Boss Jiang, who was drinking water, almost choked and replied with a sullen smile: "Do you think there will be another chance?"

As an idol, instead of focusing on how to expand his career, he just thinks about other things.

Jin Zhuxuan held up the crystal clear glass with both hands and drank the water silently.

"How's your friend?"

Jiang Chen changed the subject.

"Mr. Jiang is talking about Xue Jing?"

Although he may be a well-known idol in Goryeo, Boss Jiang didn't remember his name.

"It's the friend who asked you for help."

Jin Zhuxuan looked at his boss and benefactor, and his eyes were filled with emotion again.

I didn't expect that the other party could still remember such a small thing.

of course.

For these little artists, it is a matter of life and death.

"According to Mr. Jiang's instructions, I contacted Chief Prosecutor Che. Later, Mr. Xu and Mr. Xing also heard about this incident. Xue Jing is now under protection, and no one can hurt her anymore."

Jiang Chen nodded silently.

Jin Zhuxuan stood up suddenly without any warning, faced Jiang Chen, and bowed to him very solemnly, almost at a ninety degree angle.

"On behalf of Xuejing, I'd like to thank Mr. Jiang!"

Jiang Chen didn't take it seriously and chuckled, "Haven't you already repaid me?"

Jin Zhuxuan stood up straight, her face was as red as peach blossoms, but she pretended to be calm, not dodging, and looked directly into Jiang Chen's eyes.

Jiang Chen looked at her.

"What I did just now... was not to repay you. I did that because I like Mr. Jiang."

As if it were an explanation.

It also seems to be emphasized.

Love is a magical power. It can make people cowardly and brave at the same time.

"Okay, you've been in Shenzhou for so long, but you still haven't gotten over your habits in Goryeo. Since the vehicle inspection department already knows about this case, I believe they will be able to give your friend justice."

"As long as Xue Jing can escape the clutches of the devil and no longer suffer in the future, we will be satisfied."

Jiang Chen was silent.

No wonder Korea is now the country with the lowest fertility rate in the world.

Even idols live such humble lives, how can ordinary people have any hope at all?

"Well, you've worked hard, go back and have a rest."

Working for more than an hour, pure physical labor, should indeed be very tiring, but Jiang Chen underestimated the endurance of the Korean artists. You know, they have been under high pressure since they were trainees, and their daily practice time is often more than ten hours.

"I am not tired."

Jin Zhuxuan replied and started drinking water again. How could the knowledgeable Boss Jiang not understand the subtext?

It's not about being tired or not.

It clearly means "I won't leave".

"You don't come back often, why don't you spend more time with your family?"

Girls still have to save their face to a certain extent. Although Boss Jiang's way of driving customers away was subtle, it was also very clear.

"I go back alone?"

Mr. Jiang was slightly stunned.

What do you mean?
If we don’t go back alone, how many people should we go back with?
Jin Zhuxuan held the water cup, then looked at the sky outside the curved French window and whispered, "It's getting dark."

"..."

Dull.

It's slow.

Clumsy.

Yes.

It's dark now. As a man, how can I let a girl go home alone?
Especially when the other party is an idol with countless fans.

This has nothing to do with Goryeo's security situation; it is purely a matter of manners.

But does Boss Jiang have any manners?

The answer is of course yes.

Furthermore.

He is still someone else's boss.

But out of politeness, and also to avoid being sentimental, he still asked as if to confirm: "I'll take you home."

Jin Zhuxuan turned her head away and murmured "hmm" in a mosquito-like voice. The bright lights illuminated the bright color of her cheeks, making her more beautiful than flowers.

Jiang Chen pondered for a moment, then stood up decisively without hesitation.

"Let's go then."

Can't drag.

As time goes on, the night gets darker.

Jin Zhuxuan put on the mask again and followed him downstairs obediently.

In fact, it is not too late now, only about eight o'clock in the evening, which is the best time. At this time, many office workers probably just finished their heavy work and are staying in the hotel to vent their day's frustration.

The car arranged by the hotel is the Genesis G90, known as the South Korean Bentley. It is a standard chaebol car and a frequent guest in film and television dramas. It is low-key yet flaunts the arrogance of wealth and power.

The driver respectfully opened the door.

Jiang Chen led Jin Zhuxuan into the car.

What the hell.

Isn't this a chaebol?!
Surprisingly, Kim Joo-hyun's home is not in Gangnam, a wealthy area of ​​Seoul, but in the older Ewha-dong in Jongno.

But yes.

How could a child from a rich family become a hard-working trainee? Before Kim Joo-hyun became famous, her family was just one of the thousands of ordinary families in Seoul.

Amid the hustle and bustle of traffic, Genesis G90 drove onto the Han River Bridge.

"Do you want to go back to Goryeo?"

Jiang Chen broke the silence in the car.

"Mr. Jiang, are you going to kick me out?"

Jiang Chen explained calmly, "I took you to Shenzhou before because the conditions were not ripe, but the situation is different now. I am not asking you to give up your efforts in Shenzhou over the past few years, but this is your hometown and your family is here. You can develop both sides at the same time."

The advice Jiang Chen gave was very objective and was completely from the boss's perspective, which was to maximize interest, but he certainly wouldn't think so.

It would be fine if he brought it up at any other time, but after spending more than an hour alone at the spa, anyone would have wild thoughts. "What would Mr. Jiang do if I don't agree?"

Jin Zhuxuan bit her lips and twisted her hands together on her thighs.

She knew her boldness might come at a price.

but.

She has no regrets.

Sister Wanqing is right.

Reality is not about making a movie.

No one can see through your inner voice.

If you really like someone, you should express it bravely.

There is no shame in being rejected.

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At least it is a result and an answer.

It would be tragic and regrettable if your feelings never got known and ended in vain.

Jin Zhuxuan blushed first, then her eyes turned red. She clenched her hands and drooped her eyelids. She was ready to offend Mr. Jiang and be sent back to Goryeo.

As adults, we have to be responsible for our own actions, don't we?

"If you don't want to, forget it."

Jin Zhuxuan has been silently encouraging herself to be strong, but the response that followed was beyond her expectations.

...Just forget it?

Is the other party really just discussing things with her, a small artist?
Jin Zhuxuan slowly raised his head, a little bit unbelievable.

"Why are your eyes red? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Jiang Chen asked unexpectedly.

Jin Zhuxuan shook his head. Fear and sadness surged like a tide and then receded. Instead, there was a sense of sweetness and joy that came from nowhere.

"I'll do whatever Oppa says."

Jiang Chen was stunned, wondering if he had heard it wrongly.

"What did you call me?"

Jin Zhuxuan lowered her head.

"Oppa."

She repeated it, and her tone became louder instead of weaker.

Even though he knew almost nothing about Korean and at least a few words in Japanese, Oppa Jiangchen still knew it.

Equivalent to "brother" in Chinese.

It is a honorific term used by girls to address slightly older men.

But it’s more than that.

This title is generally only used in relatively intimate relationships between men and women.

Jiang Chen was silent for a while, then asked, "How old are you this year?"

"Twenty-four, Oppa."

"..."

Korean artists debuted early.

After all, he started as a trainee in his teens.

It’s the food of youth.

Unlike the artists in China, who only reach their peak in their thirties.

Twenty-four years old, so calculated this way, he is indeed younger than me, so there is nothing wrong with calling him Oppa.

"Can I call you that?"

Jin Zhuxuan asked carefully.

May I?
Hasn't it been called already?
Jiang Chen smiled bitterly. It was just a name, and it wasn't anything out of the ordinary. It would be too unkind to refuse.

"……casual."

"Okay, Oppa."

Kim Joo Hyun immediately smiled, but in fact her temperament and appearance are not sweet and cute, but rather cold.

Have a look.

Where are the truly simple women?

Many of the old houses in Lihuadong have been converted into art villages. These villages are built along the hillside and are scattered on the waves in an orderly manner. They have a great atmosphere and a sense of age. It is estimated that many film and television dramas were filmed here.

After notifying the driver to stop the car, it seemed that they had arrived. Kim Joo-hyun did not get out of the car in a hurry, but turned around and asked her Oppa.

"Oppa, do you want to come to my house and sit down?"

Jiang Chen looked at the two-story courtyard in front of him and said without thinking, "Maybe another day."

The word “再天” in Chinese means to refuse.

It's no different than "surely next time".

Although Jin Zhuxuan has been in China for a long time, it does not mean that he can master all the meanings of all the words. The profoundness of Chinese is the best in the world, without a doubt.

"Well, see you Oppa."

So she said goodbye to someone with a smile, opened the door and got out of the car, probably still looking forward to the next opportunity.

After closing the door, she stood outside the car and waved to someone.

The tycoon's car started and slowly left this ancient street.

Jin Zhuxuan stood there, watching the car disappear into the night, and then, as if unable to contain herself, she finally raised her hand excitedly, clenched it into a fist, and made an encouraging gesture.

"Ah! Jin Zhuxuan, you succeeded!"

If her fans saw this scene, their faith in Taoism would most likely collapse.

Where is the cool goddess style?

"call……"

Jin Zhuxuan took a deep breath and calmed down his agitated emotions after a while. After he calmed down, he walked home.

"I am back."

Although the house is old, it is very warm. After walking through the small courtyard and opening the door, Kim Joo-hyun found that there were more than just family members at home.

"Joo Hyun."

The young man who was chatting with the Jin family stood up immediately. He was about 1.8 meters tall with silver hair. Of course, unlike Cynthia's natural nobility, he had a good image. Although he was tall, he was not burly, and his facial features were quite delicate. He even had earrings in his ears. If a crazy girl saw this, she would definitely be unable to control her feelings and be moved.

"Oppa."

Jin Zhuxuan called out, with surprise and a smile in her eyes, but the feeling was obviously different from when she called someone.

how to say.

There is a lack of that inexplicable feeling.

Oppa and Oppa are also different.

In comparison, the other person's emotions were much richer, and his face, which was more handsome than the woman's, was full of surprise.

"Joo Hyun, Jun Sang has been waiting for you all night."

Father Jin spoke.

The composition of the Jin family is not complicated, it is relatively simple. In addition to Jin's father and mother, there is also Jin Zhuxuan's grandmother. The white-haired old woman looked at her granddaughter with kind eyes and immediately asked with concern: "Have you eaten? Grandma left you your favorite vegetable cake."

He was full of kindness towards his granddaughter, but it was different towards his son. He commanded sternly, "Go and get some hot cakes for my little Zhuxuan."

Goryeo and Japan do have many similarities, such as the status of women.

The status of Goryeo women in the family is very low, which is closely related to Goryeo's current fertility rate, but this refers to daughters-in-law.

It’s different when you become a mother-in-law.

"Mom, let me go."

Kim Joo-hyun's mother should be a traditional Goryeo woman, who is relatively virtuous.

"I have already eaten."

Jin Zhuxuan said.

I didn’t eat it.

But I'm not really hungry.

Although he seemed calm on the surface, his heart had not fully recovered and he didn't want to eat at all.

Jin Zhuxuan took off her shoes and walked into the house. The chandelier above her head was warm and dim.

"Oppa, do you want to talk to me about something?"

"Junxiang and you have known each other since childhood, and both grew up here. It's rare for you to come back. Do you have to have something? Can't Junxiang come to see you?"

Father Jin looked at the younger generation who was already taller than him and said, "Don't you think so, Jun-sang?"

"Yep."

The silver-haired handsome boy named Jun-sang nodded quickly, still staring at Kim Joo-hyun intently, as if he was sucked by a magnet and couldn't take his eyes off him.

"Joo Hyun, it's great to see you."

You really think adults don't exist.

The elders turned a deaf ear to it and looked normal, as if they hadn't heard anything. (End of this chapter)