Crossing all worlds: divine power automatically full level

Pepsi's face flushed slightly. Clearly, she was also one of those borrowing money.

Yenik, on the other hand, was quite self-righteous:

“I earn more for you, so what’s wrong with borrowing some money? Besides, the amount I borrow is nothing compared to what I’ve earned for you. Stop pretending.”

She waved her hand, not wanting to say more.

'Alright, I'm tired of playing, I'm going to bed now. We can talk tomorrow.'

Let's talk tomorrow.

The chewing gum grumbled, "If tomorrow really comes, you'll be going on another date with Ding Ling."

pity.

This time she did not receive a reply from Yenik.

Yenic has already gone far away.

The remaining people looked at each other in bewilderment, and then dispersed.

……

The next day.

Yenik went out dressed up beautifully in a pink dress.

Chewing Gum yawned as he drove a somewhat old car behind Yenice, ready to report on her situation at any time.

A nouveau riche like Ding Ling is a once-in-a-century phenomenon.

If you miss this chance, you'll never have another one.

Everyone took it very seriously.

Everyone is paying attention to Yenik's progress.

To their disappointment...

Today, Yenik spent the rest of the day eating, drinking, and having fun with Ding Ling.

The only difference from yesterday is that today Yenik and Ding Ling went to practice Taekwondo.

after come back.

Yelena looked radiant and full of energy; she seemed very happy.

Popeye couldn't help but ask her about the progress.

Yenik rolled her eyes at Popeye. 'What's the rush? We're just friends.'

'We're friends now. Shouldn't it be time to take action?'

I already said that yesterday.

Yenik was displeased. 'Ding Ling is a very smart person. You're making things worse by alerting her. Then you might end up with nothing.'

Even Yenik herself probably didn't realize that she really enjoyed being with Ding Ling.

Very satisfied;
It also gives me a great sense of accomplishment.

After all, a handsome man like Ding Ling attracts the attention of all the women who come and go, and they are all very interested in him, but Ding Ling is her only companion!
This was only because no one knew Ding Ling's identity; if they did, the envy and jealousy she would receive would undoubtedly be even greater. Thinking of this, her sense of satisfaction and accomplishment grew even stronger.

Especially today.

She discovered that Ding Ling was not only proficient in Taekwondo, but also in Tai Chi, Baguazhang and other martial arts, and seemed to be extremely strong in each one.

It's not just her.

Those coaches who were eager to challenge Ding Ling were all easily defeated by him; none of them could withstand a single blow from him.

The coaches felt ashamed and eventually called in the so-called strongest Taekwondo master from South Korea, but he was also kicked down by Ding Ling.

Finally, the other side seemed to get angry and was very dissatisfied, so they brought in all sorts of experts.

Without exception.

They were all easily knocked down with a punch or a kick.

It lasted a whole afternoon.

Ding Ling defeated dozens of experts.

Yeni was stunned by what she saw, and her affection for Ding Ling skyrocketed.

She never really liked effeminate men.

I prefer men with a strong, masculine presence.

Ding Ling is rich, incredibly fit, and a super fighter—it's exactly what she needs.

Being with a man like that, who was very accommodating to her, greatly satisfied her vanity.

Yes.

She came home very happily today. She didn't even try to act it out.

"alright."

Popeye sighed, "So when exactly can we make our move? You need to give us a rough timeframe. Otherwise, this constant, anxious waiting is driving us crazy."

Yenik hesitated for a moment, then said, "We need to spend at least two or three months together. I've already spent two months with that scumbag Park San. Ding Ling can't have spent even less, right?"

'...'

Popeye was speechless. 'And then? Where's your money today?'

Yenik replied matter-of-factly, "Of course it's all spent."

Popeye was exasperated. "You just spent two thousand dollars like that? Is that even possible? That's two thousand dollars! Many people don't earn that much in a month. You spent it all in one day! Don't you think that's incredibly extravagant?"

'If you want to pursue Ding Ling, can you do it without spending some money?'

'You're a stunning beauty.'

Popeye facepalmed. 'It used to be others treating you to meals. How come it's the other way around with Ding Ling now?'

"Ding Ling has no shortage of women. Believe it or not, if I hadn't been standing right next to him today, at least a thousand or eight hundred girls would have rushed up to him asking for his contact information."

Is it really that exaggerated?

'You're asking about chewing gum.'

Yeni could be clipping her nails nearby, she said casually.

Popeye looked at the chewing gum.

The chewing gum nodded solemnly, "Ding Ling certainly has the looks; he's a hundred, a thousand times more handsome than in the photos."

'How can it be? ’

"That's just how it is. You'll see when you meet him. He's incredibly handsome, truly exceptional. Even as a nearly fifty-year-old woman, I couldn't resist him; I felt like I wanted to fall into his arms. He's really charming to women."

A look of amazement flashed in the eyes of the chewing gum.

Pepsi became increasingly curious about this.

I'll go check it out sometime when I have time.

"You can go see it. My only concern is that you might get too caught up in it. Once you're hopelessly addicted, there's no going back."

'You think I'm like you?'

Pepsi glanced sideways at the chewing gum, 'I'm not one to be infatuated.'

Seeing this, the chewing gum shrugged. 'You'll see.'

'Alright, let's not talk about this anymore.'

Popeye felt a little uneasy:

"Let's think of a way to speed things up. If we wait months, it'll be too late."

'What's there to discuss? Yenik won't listen anyway.'

Pepsi bluntly stated, "It's better to hear what Yenik has to say herself."

Popeye looked at Yenik, 'Come on, Yenik, you speak.'

Yenik said lazily:
"If you want to speed things up, just give me more money."

'No! ’

Popeye flatly refused, reiterating, "You can't change it no matter how much you talk!"

Damn it, that's all his retirement money, and he still wants it! Can't he have any conscience?!
"Then don't rush me."

Yenik said irritably:
"Without money, without any source of funding, how can I take Ding Ling to amusement parks, to eat, drink, and have fun, to travel and cultivate our relationship? Without a relationship, how can I push forward with your so-called investment plan? Do you really think Ding Ling will invest in me just because I say a few words? Do you think I'm too smart, or that Ding Ling is too stupid?"

'It's really hard to say.'

Pope's approach is patient and persuasive:

“Yeniko, think about it carefully. Since Ding Ling entered South Korea, he has invested in more than a dozen industries. He’s obviously a nouveau riche, a very generous person. Moreover, I’ve investigated, and those company executives were all unsuccessful people who were laid off from other companies. They weren’t valued in their previous companies! And they weren’t familiar with Ding Ling before.”

It was purely by chance that I met Ding Ling. And then I got this opportunity to become the manager of one project after another.

They can be strangers. Why can't you, as Ding Ling's friend, be the exception?

Yenik, you must believe in yourself. Believe in your charm! Never underestimate yourself!

'yes? '

Yenik frowned.

"That's right," Pepsi said from the side.
"While you've been having fun with Ding Ling these past few days, we haven't been idle either. We've used up quite a few favors and made some deals with various people to obtain this valuable information, guaranteed authentic!"

Yenik remained silent. 'I still think it's better to go slower. What if Ding Ling becomes suspicious?'

Don't worry.

Popeye was truly terrified by Yenica's constant demands for money and just wanted her to end things quickly.

"Even if we fail, it's okay. We still have a backup plan, don't we?"

Yenik glanced sideways at Poppy; these people were really using her as a tool.

but.

She decided to wait two more days.

"Give me two days' worth of funds. In two days, I'll ask Ding Ling."

Yenik said, 'If you don't give it to me, then we're breaking up.'

'...'

Popeye's head was throbbing. "Fine, fine, fine. I'm scared of you. I'm transferring four thousand dollars to your account in a bit. Last two days of funding! After these two days, don't cause any more trouble. My wallet can't take it!"

Being a thief is tough.

After all, if you get stolen goods and want to sell them for money, you have to sell them at a low price. Otherwise, no one will buy them.

People who buy stolen goods also want to make a profit. If the price is too high, some of the stolen goods might just end up in their hands.

That's why.

Popeye has the money.

But compared to the truly wealthy, they are pitifully few.

But compared to a 'poor girl' like Yenik, they are considered rich.

"Okay."

Yenik agreed, "We'll talk tomorrow. Going to sleep."

She left.

The crowd gradually dispersed.

Another new day.

Nowadays.

Yenik accompanied Ding Ling to a concert to listen to music.

Playing with elegance.

She considered herself unique among the thief group.

After all, she studied music from a young age and has a fairly good grasp of it.

As a result, when she talked to Ding Ling, she was completely overwhelmed by Ding Ling's rich musical background.

Especially after the concert.

Ding Ling went with her to a concert hall and personally played a piece for her.

The music sometimes sounded like weeping and lamenting, low and sorrowful, like an orphan girl crying for her husband who had left home to join the army.

At times, it is majestic and high-pitched, sharp and powerful, like a husband wearing armor, leading his army back in triumph;

Sometimes they are tender and affectionate, flying side by side, like a husband and wife reunited, weeping with joy, returning to their boudoir, and from then on, harmonious and beautiful things begin.

……

The song is over.

Yenik was stunned and couldn't come to her senses for a long time.

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……

It lasted for quite a while.

Her eyes shone as she looked at Ding Ling, and a look of admiration flashed across her face.

"Ding Ling, you're amazing! I've never heard this piece before. What's it called?"

'The Song of the General's Return'.

"Never heard of that before. Did you make it up yourself?"

You could say that.

"Wow! Ding Ling, I didn't know you were such a talented composer!"

Yeni really admires Ding Ling.

Just this piece of music.

In her opinion, the artistic conception is lofty and profound, and the sound lingers for three days. Even now, it is as if the sound of the piano is still resonating in her ears. This feeling is unprecedented. Even the masters of the past could not compare to it, let alone modern composers and singers. There is probably no one who can be compared with Ding Ling.

'Now I understand why your parents felt comfortable leaving you alone in this Korean country.'

The two have already gotten to know each other.

Yenik also learned about Ding Ling's general situation, knowing that he had opened more than a dozen companies here. Of course, she already knew these things, but she learned some more detailed information from Ding Ling himself.

Just like now, Yenik praised from the bottom of her heart:
"You're good at fighting and talking, handsome, and a top-notch composer. Even if you don't go into business and just hold concerts, I think you can become a top singer and composer. Every concert will be packed and you'll make a fortune."

This is what she really thinks.

People judge by appearance.

Ding Ling is so handsome and has such strong professional skills. If she were to enter the entertainment industry, and he didn't become famous, she would be ashamed of herself!

Even if she didn't start a company, Ding Ling wouldn't have to worry about not having money.

Compare this to Ding Ling.

I'm good at everything, but I'm also good at nothing.

Aside from being somewhat proficient in Taekwondo and Parkour, he's only half-baked in other areas.

Just like composing music.

She wouldn't.

Although she had studied music since elementary school, composing requires talent. Without talent, she couldn't write a good song no matter how hard she tried. Ding Ling, on the other hand, could write a masterpiece with ease. His talent was undeniable. How could she, an ordinary person, not envy him?

If only she had Ding Ling's talent.

Why would she become a female thief?

The only problem is that she's too ordinary; there are too many substitutes. If she were truly exceptional, who would dare to sexually harass her? And who wouldn't hire her?

After getting to know Ding Ling, the more she understood his terrifying strength, the more she realized her own shortcomings.

"Music is just a minor aspect."

"Music is very elegant to me. But you only regard it as a minor art. It seems that you are capable of more than just music."

Although Yenik wasn't a quick learner, she wasn't stupid either. She realized what she was doing and asked, "Can you tell me, besides music and Tai Chi, what else can you do?"

I know quite a lot.

For example?

'engraving.'

'engraving?!'

Yenik was surprised. This skill was much more niche than music, and she never expected that Ding Ling would even know it.

'Want to see?'

'Uh-huh!'

'Then come with me.'

Ding Ling led Yenik to the back of the concert hall, got some tools and a piece of fine wood, and then he began to carve.

The knife skills were skillful and fluid, like a butterfly flitting through a sea of ​​flowers, pleasing to the eye and mesmerizing.

Yenik didn't have to wait long.

It only takes a moment.

A three-dimensional doll appeared right before her eyes.

This doll is exactly like her. Every smile, every gesture, seems to have come alive!

The statue's eyes, in particular, shone brightly and seemed to be smiling, perfectly capturing both form and spirit. In a daze, Yeni could almost see herself in another parallel universe.

"give you."

Ding Ling handed the doll to Yenik.

Yenik's hands trembled slightly. 'Give it to me?!'

"Yes. You treated me to meals for several days and played with me for days, this little gift is nothing. Please accept it."

"Thank you, thank you." (End of Chapter)