Financial freedom starts from graduation

Chapter 628 Sweet Bean Paste

The income of celebrities in South Korea's entertainment industry is a typical "pyramid distribution".

With stars like BTS, IU, Lee Byung-hun, Song Kang-ho, and Jun Ji-hyun as representatives, BlackPink is undoubtedly a member at the top of the pyramid.

Each member has more than 10 endorsements, covering multiple fields such as cosmetics, jewelry, and clothing.

The global stadium tour generates millions of dollars in ticket revenue per show.

Members can earn more than 1 million Korean won per episode, and the revenue from a single drama could reach 20-30 billion Korean won, which is equivalent to more than 1 million yuan.

But... like all top stars, their journey from the bottom to the top involves countless exploitations by their companies.

The expenses of trainees before their debut are usually paid by the company, and they need to repay the debt from their income after their debut. They receive almost no share of the profits until they have paid off the company's "debt".

After the debt is paid off, you will have to go through another long "high-profit" contract. The better ones are 70/30, the best ones are 50/50, and the worst ones are even 80/20 or 90/10.

The numbers 5789 mentioned here all refer to companies.

It's no exaggeration to say that in the years following BlackPink's peak, more than a third of YG Entertainment's revenue was generated by the four members. As Bigbang members left one after another, this number continued to rise.

This is also the fundamental reason why Zhou Wang must first completely control these four girls in order to control YG Entertainment.

So Lisa is very famous, but she was only able to pocket most of her income after her previous "exploitation contract" expired and she opened her own personal studio.

This period of time, however, was not long.

Of course, with her terrifying money-making ability, even in just one or two years, she has already accumulated a considerable amount of wealth, an astronomical figure that is hard for ordinary people to imagine, enough for her to buy a house and a car in the heart of Seoul and live a carefree life.

Ten million Hong Kong dollars is not a small amount, but she can come up with it if she grits her teeth.

But if it's thirty million US dollars...

Let alone her, even for a medium-sized conglomerate family, this is not a sum of cash that they can easily come up with.

Lisa couldn't believe it. She shrieked, "Has my mom gone mad? How could she dare to borrow such a large sum of money? Did you set some kind of trap? This is a crime..."

“I’d like to reiterate that although I do own a small stake in Galaxy Hotel, this matter has absolutely nothing to do with me.”

Zhou Wang picked at his ear with a nonchalant expression, then shook his head and said, "It seems you don't know that your mother had already lost a lot of money in the stock market before going to Macau. This isn't her first time visiting casinos either. As far as I know, the monthly allowance you give your mother is probably not even enough to cover the interest on her original debts..."

"Impossible, this is impossible!"

Lisa still refused to believe it, like a drowning person grasping at a last straw, "If that's the case, why didn't she tell me sooner?"

"People have a tendency to take chances, and besides, no one really forced her... With a good daughter like you who can make money, if it were me, I would probably only adopt the 'boiling frog' strategy, slowly squeezing interest from your mother until the day when she or you have no remaining value."

Lisa was completely stunned.

Deep down, she already believed it. Knowing her mother well, she had no doubt that this was the kind of thing the other person would do. But clinging to a last sliver of hope, she shakily pulled her phone from her coat pocket and dialed that number…

Zhou Wang didn't stop her. He just lit a cigarette and listened to her chattering on the phone, sometimes loud and sometimes soft.

Well, to Zhou Wang, Lisa's Thai at this moment was just "gibberish," but the excitement hidden in her emotions was relatively easy to discern.

I don't know how much time had passed. Lisa had probably hung up the phone long ago, but the room was still quiet. The flames in the fireplace continued to flicker silently, the red light changing shape and height, just like the unpredictable human heart, impossible to grasp or touch.

"President Zhou, what...what do you want me to do?"

Lisa finally spoke, her voice still trembling slightly, but much more stable than before.

Zhou Wang extinguished his cigarette in the ashtray and turned to look at her.

Zhou Wang didn't speak, but his gaze lingered on the coat she was wearing.

As a top-tier luxury brand, this unique coat, designed by Celine for its global ambassador, may seem ordinary at first glance, but its details reveal meticulous design.

Only a smooth off-the-shoulder top could support the shoulder and neck lines, the perfectly tapered waistline, and the hem that spreads out like a flower bud at the pert buttocks. The black stockings with a floral logo extend all the way down the straight calves and finally disappear into the silver high heels.

Zhou Wang's gaze seemed to be admiring, but the force that seemed to penetrate everything caused Lisa to tremble slightly as his gaze followed her.

She seemed to understand something, and slowly raised her hand, unbuttoning her coat one button at a time.

pat!

The coat fell to the ground with a slight tremor at the shoulders, revealing its inner layers.

Her lower body was clad in a silver bodycon mini skirt. The close-fitting design perfectly showcased the tight curves from the thighs to the waist that a "dancer" should have.

But what attracted Zhou Wang's attention even more was the halter top she was wearing, which looked like butterfly wings.

The dark gold texture and lifelike design made it seem as if a large butterfly had actually clung to her chest, or rather... only covered her chest.

From her smooth waist to her snow-white back, most of her upper body was exposed to the air. When Lisa turned slightly due to some kind of shame, Zhou Wang also caught a fleeting glimpse of the new bamboo shoots bound by straps...

If Zhou Wang remembered correctly, he seemed to have seen Lisa wearing this tank top in the company lobby today.

However, because she was wearing a sweater over her clothes at the time, Zhou Wang didn't see the full view of the tank top, but he remembered the style.

He truly hadn't expected that the full appearance of this butterfly halter top would be so...sexy.

Zhou Wang's smile immediately turned playful.

"It seems like you've been preparing all along... to please me?"

Lisa's cheeks still held a hint of panic and despair, but upon hearing this, she couldn't help but blush slightly.

She obediently lowered her head, not refuting Zhou Wang's words, but instead walked step by step in her high heels to Zhou Wang.

After a brief hesitation, Lisa spoke up: "President, if you allow me, I... I wonder if I could express myself through dancing? It would be more natural..."

An exclusive dance performance by Lisa?
Zhou Wang seemed interested and nodded slightly. Lisa stood still for a few seconds, as if rehearsing in her mind, but with her talent in dance and countless performance experiences, this didn't really require any choreography. The only obstacle she needed to overcome was probably her mental barrier.

Because this is no longer just a dance, but a ritual that expresses surrender.

After a pause, Lisa took a deep breath, suddenly put her hand on Zhou Wang's shoulder, straightened her legs, turned around and twisted her waist, starting with a difficult backbend.

Her body curved into a crescent moon, her beautiful hair brushing against Zhou Wang's cheeks and neck. Her features, now fully engaged, became bright and natural, her large, bright eyes, filled with a strong allure, were only a few centimeters away from Zhou Wang, gazing up at him from below.

After a brief eye contact, Lisa continued dancing.

Zhou Wang felt as if he had turned into a chair.

Yes, it's the kind of "tool" placed in the center of the stage for dancers to express their emotions.

But it must be said that although he felt like he had become a heartless tool, Lisa's one-sided enthusiasm was enough to make Zhou Wang, who was acting as the chair, feel his body temperature rise and his breathing become rapid.

Her clothing was already so thin it was practically nonexistent, and as the dance continued silently, Lisa, fully immersed in the moment, abandoned all inhibitions, her movements becoming increasingly wild and daring.

Zhou Wang had a strong suspicion that this was the same dance she performed in that big show, because if Lisa's dance at the concert was the public version, then what Zhou Wang was seeing now was like an internal version with the mosaic broken.

Hotter, sexier, more alluring.

There were sudden, intimate kisses, and moments of intense, overwhelming affection. At one point, Lisa used his shoulder as a fulcrum, suddenly pressing her entire body against him, one foot on the sofa, the other raised and straddling his other shoulder...

The visual effect of this pose is as if Lisa is standing on a chair, with her body straight and leaning forward, making a one-knee standing posture. At this moment, the hem of her bodycon skirt will be completely flush with the back of the chair, or even cover the back of the chair.

At this moment, the "chair back" is naturally Zhou Wang's head.

Zhou Wang, who had been stunned for several seconds, wondered if Lisa was taking the opportunity to get revenge. But the next second, Lisa suddenly pulled his hand and placed it on the smooth ribs next to the butterfly ribbon. Zhou Wang didn't have time to think and could only grab that one fulcrum to stabilize his balance.

Without musical accompaniment, Lisa still managed to complete a three-minute dance following an invisible rhythm.

With the final sliding motion, she sat down on the carpet, looking up at Zhou Wang.

"Huh, huh..."

Lisa was breathing slightly out of breath. The butterfly wings on her chest were now hanging crookedly around her neck because the straps had loosened. Zhou Wang's hand, which was holding onto the support, still hadn't let go. The pulling up and down forced Lisa to straighten her back again.

When the dance ended, she dared not look directly into Zhou Wang's eyes again, but her gaze, though fleeting, showed no resistance.

Clearly, she had acquiesced to Zhou Wang's previous request, and at this moment, she... let herself be manipulated.

Zhou Wang leaned forward slightly, and Lisa's body tensed up slightly, clearly indicating that her inner state was not as calm as she appeared.

Zhou Wang looked down at her, lifting her chin with his free hand and scrutinizing the girl sitting like a duck.

Her slightly wavy, medium-length hair fell smoothly down, and in the center was her sweet, unadorned face with a delicate chin, exuding a doll-like refinement.

Zhou Wang's gaze finally settled on her lips.

Some fans believe that the only flaw on Lisa's face, which can be described as "human sweet bean," is her slightly large lips.

The style should have been sweet and lively, but the disproportionate lips slightly ruined the overall beauty. If she had "cherry lips," her appearance might have been even better.

However, many fans hold the opposite view.

It is precisely because of her "big mouth" that her face becomes more vibrant, and her smile becomes even sweeter, making her not just a sweet girl, but also able to pull off more sizzling makeup looks.

At this point, Zhou Wang should be more inclined to the latter.

His thumb, which was originally on Lisa's chin, naturally slid upwards and landed on Lisa's soft, bright red lips.

Lisa trembled slightly again, but she still managed not to back down.

"look at me."

At this moment, Zhou Wang softly uttered three words.

Lisa slowly turned her gaze back, looking up at Zhou Wang from below.

"Well!"

Lisa let out a soft, ambiguous hum, her brows furrowing slightly, but she couldn't speak because Zhou Wang had poked his finger inside.

Their eyes communicated silently. Lisa quickly understood Zhou Wang's meaning. She stared at Zhou Wang with a mixture of anger and shyness, and then had to move her soft muscles to please Zhou Wang's fingers in a pleading manner.

This humiliating process lasted for an unknown amount of time, until Lisa finally couldn't take it anymore. She understood what Zhou Wang really wanted her to please, so she raised her hand and reached for Zhou Wang's belt.

But at that moment, Zhou Wang reached out and pressed her down.

"Ok?"

Lisa looked at Zhou Wang with a puzzled expression, only able to utter a soft nasal sound.

Zhou Wang suddenly stood up, straightening his clothes as he said calmly, "My lawyer is waiting for you in the room across the street. After you sign the contract he prepared for you, your mother's troubles will be resolved quickly... If you need any additional help, you can ask him."

Lisa was stunned for a moment, probably because she hadn't expected that even though she had prepared herself for the lowest possible level, Zhou Wang didn't seem to have any intention of pushing her to the limit.

Zhou Wang knew what Lisa was wondering about. It wasn't that he was completely uninterested in Lisa, but now he understood the importance of different priorities at different times... Given Lisa's family background and personality, her current attitude was already enough.

Ignoring the stunned Lisa, Zhou Wang straightened his clothes and strode outside.

When they arrived at the door, Sura, who was standing outside, heard the noise and opened the door first.

She glanced inside, unable to hide her curiosity, then quickly looked away and whispered, "Mr. Zhou, the car is ready... and we've confirmed that Kim Jisoo is home. Shall we go straight there?"

(End of this chapter)