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Chapter 502 The Disney Promise

Chapter 502 The Disney Promise (Part 1)
"I think what you said was very good... very insightful and persuasive."

In the passenger seat, Zhao Youzhen stared intently at the small mirror in the loose powder box, touching up her makeup while conversing with Han Yi about Stevie-Nix. Her movements, facial expressions, and tone of voice were all equally focused.

Why was she unmoved?

"I do not know either."

Compared to Youzhen, Han Yi, who was holding the steering wheel, looked much more relaxed. He yawned deeply, lightly pressed the accelerator, and merged the DB11 into the fast-moving traffic on the I-5 highway, answering sleepily.

"I guess he's just being difficult. These older generation rock stars are known for their strong personalities, and they're all hard to deal with. I didn't expect to settle this over lunch... Oh well, let's think about it carefully. What else can we do?"

"What were her exact words?"

"She said she had never imagined handing over her work to someone else, nor had she ever held any behind-the-scenes management position or board seat. Our invitation represents a complete change in her lifestyle and a radical overhaul of the life principles she has always adhered to. Therefore, faced with such a significant decision, she needs a long time to calm down and think things through, to figure out what she really wants before she can make a decision."

"Actually, I think... her attitude is quite sincere, which is actually better."

Yu-jin shook her head from side to side to make sure the blush on both cheeks was applied evenly, then pursed her lips and showed her cute and charming dimples to herself in the mirror.

"Steven's response shows that she takes her work and our collaboration proposal seriously. If she really had no intention of collaborating, her response would have been much simpler and more vague."

"Yes, I understand what you're saying. McGrady thinks the same way, but I don't know if she's told you."

“No.” When Madison was mentioned, Zhao Youzhen’s hand holding the eyeliner paused slightly. “Recently, apart from work… apart from her work, we haven’t talked about anything else.”

"Ah, um..." Han Yi scratched his head, slightly embarrassed. "Anyway... no musician doesn't cherish their work. Maddie said that the fact that Steven didn't storm off on the spot already shows that she wasn't particularly resistant to our invitation. What we need to do now is move forward cautiously, slowly and steadily, without rushing. If we're too hasty, the almost-cooked duck might just fly away."

"agree."

Zhao Youzhen, whose expression showed no sign of anything amiss, nodded, abandoning her previous lengthy and persuasive speech, and gave a concise and straightforward response, continuing to draw around the corners of her eyes.

"I've discussed it with Leo, and we'll put the Stevie storyline on hold for now and let her cool off. We can't rush things."

"Correct."

"Anyway, she still has a song to release with us, and her performance at the music festival has been confirmed. We are going through the contract process, and there will be many more opportunities to work with her in the future."

"Ah."

"And I can tell that Stevens really likes this young girl, Maddie. I heard she invited her to her house for a visit these past few days. If the two of them can really become close friends despite their age difference, then if Maddie whispers in our ear and says a few good words, it should help us push this matter through more smoothly."

"all right."

"Automatic reply, right?"

Han Yi rested one hand on the steering wheel, glanced at Youzhen who had no expression, and teased her with a smile.

He knew perfectly well why the Korean girl had suddenly turned into a robot that only knew how to give mechanical replies, but he couldn't bring himself to talk about such a subtle and tricky thing. After all, based on past experience, the tangled mess between them would only get more complicated the more he tried to untangle it.

The best approach is to make a witty remark and steer the conversation in a lighthearted and enjoyable direction.

"Looks like today isn't the right day to talk about work... Some people's hearts are already hanging on the tip of Disney Castle."

Tuesday, November 22nd, was the last workday before the Thanksgiving holiday. On this day, Madison-Bill flew back to New York to celebrate the holiday with his family in his hometown on Long Island, while Xu Yiru was attending classes on the USC campus, diligently working her last shift to contribute to her straight A's this semester.

Zhao Youzhen, who should have been working late into the night in her office at Xinghui Building as usual, unusually took a whole day off.

Because the day that all three competitors went offline was the perfect time to fulfill the Disney promise that Han Yi made when he gave him the DB11.

What made Youzhen even happier was that Han Yi himself had taken the initiative to suggest today's date.

[Yoojin, are you busy next Tuesday?]
[A few, several meetings.]
[All right……]
[What's wrong? ]
[It's nothing. I was just thinking of going to Disneyland with you before Thanksgiving.]
Do you remember?
How could I forget my promise to you?
The moment Youzhen heard the voice message on WeChat, she opened her phone's reminders, deleted all the meeting schedules for Tuesday, and then sent an email to each of the attendees:

You guys can keep this stupid meeting, my husband's taking me out to play! ... Of course, that's not exactly what the email said, but that's roughly the gist of it.

The Korean girl, who always pushes herself to the limit and wants to squeeze every last drop of energy out of herself, is looking forward to the long-lost joy of slacking off.

"Who...who said that?"

Zhao Youzhen responded haltingly, and finally shifted her gaze from the makeup mirror to Han Yi.

“I really think it’s a good idea. Having McGrady pave the way and say the right things for us should be very helpful… I went with McGrady when she was recording with Stevie, and they really got along well. I think Stevie treats McGrady a bit like a younger member of her family, or even like a daughter.”

"Really? So close?"

"Yes, you know, McGrady is very polite in front of his respected seniors. He's shy and well-behaved, and once you get to know him, he becomes lively and adorable, full of witty remarks, and innocent and charming. What elder wouldn't like that?"

Zhao Youzhen used almost every Chinese word she had accumulated over the years to describe children on Madison. But Han Yi didn't seem to notice anything unusual; instead, he winked mischievously at Youzhen and continued joking:

"Really? How so? How innocent and naive?"

"The kind of innocent and romantic feeling where you can't sleep the night before thinking about going to Disneyland and text me at 5 a.m. asking when you're leaving?"

"I don't call this naivety, I... I just naturally have less sleep."

Zhao Youzhen's pretty face was rosy and pink.

"Besides, I didn't ask you to leave at five in the morning. I just happened to get up to use the restroom at that time and asked if you wanted to go in the morning or afternoon so I could make preparations."

Yu-jin herself couldn't believe her own contradictory explanation. It wasn't about waking up at 5 a.m. to use the bathroom; to ensure she had enough energy for a full day of fun, she had taken a double dose of melatonin at 9 p.m. the night before. But even with such a strong dose, she still woke up at 5 a.m.

It wasn't a slow awakening where the puppy couldn't open its eyes at all, but rather the instantaneous, revival-like leap from its bed when it smelled the bone its owner placed near its nose.

To be honest, for the entire three and a half hours until Han Yi picked her up at the entrance of The Atrium apartment at 8:30, Youzhen spent the rest of the time trying on various different outfits, except for washing up and putting on makeup.

She took it off and put it back on, then put it back on and took it off again, without even having time to eat breakfast.

I forgot to eat breakfast because I was trying on clothes!

The eleven large, resounding characters were enough to demonstrate how much Yu-jin was looking forward to this date.

This is Yoojin, who eats six meals a day!

"That's it."

Han Yi's gaze swept over Youzhen from head to toe, his smile widening.

"So that means there's nothing special today?"

"What could be so special about it?"

"Not at all?"

"I didn't feel it."

"Oh."

"Since you didn't feel anything..."