Financial freedom starts from graduation

Chapter 634 Zhaomi
"Zizi!"

The streetlights cast long, overlapping shadows of the men and women. At the entrance of the alley not far away, Xiao Wang and the others stood with their eyes downcast, blocking the view of any passersby.

The security camera on the corner wall was covered by a dirty rag at some point, completely losing its intended function.

The intertwined shadows kept changing shape, but if you looked closely, you would find that the shadow covering the top was the one that was exerting the force; all the passionate turmoil came from its rotation and twisting...

At this moment, Zhou Wang, who was being vigorously "flirted" with by Jeon Somi, was indeed a little dazed.

It took him about two or three seconds to realize what had happened.

He, Zhou Wang, a billionaire, the chosen one, a goddess collector, an art connoisseur, the system's only certified mind catcher, a man who simultaneously wields the titles of "King of Cool" and "God"... was forcibly kissed.

Jeon Somi was waiting for Joo Wong here on purpose.

Zhou Wang didn't understand why she hadn't left, and why she had deliberately avoided everyone else and waited for him here.

However, when Zhou Wang asked the question, Jeon So-mi, who probably didn't know how to explain it, answered Zhou Wang with her actions.

She pulled Zhou Wang into the alley, like a seasoned criminal who had scouted the place beforehand. Without a word, she pinned Zhou Wang against the wall. While Zhou Wang was still in a daze, she had already skillfully pried open his mouth and thrust her fiery tongue inside.

Zhou Wang felt very humiliated.

But... it's strangely satisfying.

Jeon Somi is very tall, easily over 1.7 meters. Among the women Zhou Wang knows, only a few exceptions like Jiang Mo and Jiang Qingkui can easily outshine her.

This also meant that when she pinned Zhou Wang against the wall, she only needed to tilt her head back and cup Zhou Wang's face to easily and happily take advantage of him.

Her hands were also quite restless; she directly pulled the hem of Zhou Wang's shirt out of his waistband, and then followed the trail—no, it was more like going upstream… but that still didn't seem right.

Never mind... this description is weird, Zhou Wang decided to cut it out.

In short, when Zhou Wang was startled by Quan Zhaomi's skillful fingers, he quickly patted the other's buttocks.

The jeans have great elasticity and a fantastic texture, combining the firmness of a woman who works out regularly with the soft, bouncy feel of jelly.

Yes, Zhou Wang was describing jeans.

After being slapped by Zhou Wang, Quan Zhaomi finally stopped, pulling her hand back from Zhou Wang's chest, and their lips parted to allow them to breathe.

Jeon Somi seemed to have expended a lot of energy, so she leaned against Joo-wang to rest for a moment before daring to steal a glance at Joo-wang's reaction.

Because of her fair skin, the blush on her face was very obvious. Even though the passion she had just unleashed was enough to melt Zhou Wang's heart, she was still just a girl born in 01. When she met Zhou Wang's gaze, she lowered her head somewhat shyly.

Zhou Wang knew she was of mixed race. He had only thought her striking features, especially her straight nose, made her face look bright and elegant. But now that he was closer, he realized that her most beautiful feature was actually her eyes.

Not only are they large, but the whites of their eyes are also pure and without any impurities, just like the eyes of a baby. Their amber pupils are like crystal-clear gems, reflecting a clear light under the streetlights.

"I'm sorry, President, did my actions... bother you?"

Jeon Somi lowered her head slightly, wiped her lips, and asked in fluent English.

"It's very troubling..."

Upon hearing Zhou Wang's answer, Quan Zhaomi, whose heart was still pounding, turned pale. Then she noticed that Zhou Wang had taken her hand and gently pressed it down.

"They just kill without burying the dead?"

Zhou Wang raised an eyebrow, and the direct translation from English made her truly feel the anger coming from her younger brother.

Jeon Somi's bright face flushed red instantly, but perhaps because she had already made strong mental preparations, she didn't shy away. Instead, she looked up with a hint of joy and excitement.

"President, are you really... willing to give me this opportunity?"

Although Jeon Somi was born into a mixed-race family and received a relatively open education from a young age, her age is still a factor. Her experience as a trainee has also left her with little time to play, and she hasn't had a chance to grow into a seasoned veteran.

Her persona on television programs is that of a cheerful, straightforward, and quirky "silly beauty," which is also how most fans perceive her.

This persona certainly has an element of acting involved... but she also has a nickname from fans: "President Quan".

This title doesn't mean she actually owns her own company, but rather it describes her strong ambition.

As the saying goes, there are no wrong nicknames, only wrong given names.

In 15, Jeon Somi, who was only 14 years old, participated in a high-intensity girl group audition program, and after being eliminated, she participated in another audition program the following year.

At only fourteen or fifteen years old, and without any pressure from her parents... it can only be said that the dream of becoming famous on stage was rooted in her bones from her youth and permeated almost her entire life.

When Zhou Wang led Kim Ji-soo into the private room, Lee Jung-jae and Kang Dong-won were only surprised by how close Zhou Wang and Kim Ji-soo were, but Jeon So-mi saw much more at a glance.

As women, even at a informal gathering like this, we inevitably pay attention to each other's outfits.

Jeon Somi clearly remembered that Kim Jisoo was wearing stockings when she came tonight.

After all, it's already winter, and few girls dare to go out with bare legs when wearing a skirt. Not to mention that stockings hold a similar status in South Korea as they do in China. The open-mindedness here also makes girls consider stockings one of the most common outfits.

But when Kim Ji-soo returned with Zhou Wang, the stockings on her legs... were gone.

Moreover, Jeon Somi saw even more.

For example, when Kim Jisoo went out, she went from wearing full makeup to no makeup. Men are often not sensitive to this kind of change. After all, Kim Jisoo has a good foundation, so the difference between her with and without makeup is not very big. But how could Jeon Somi not notice?

In addition, one of her earrings was missing, there were inconspicuous wrinkles on her skirt, and suspicious water stains at the hem...

Moreover, almost an hour had passed between Kim Jisoo's disappearance and her return.

It's not hard to tell that Kim Ji-soo spent a lot of time alone with Joo Wong during this period.

So... what exactly did those two do to cause such a drastic change in Kim Jisoo?

What could possibly cause a man and a woman to disappear for an hour?
Is this a sign of moral decay or a distortion of human nature?

Jeon So-mi didn't know, but her strong premonition as a woman made her grasp something in the darkness.

Given Zhou Wang's skill and strength, if she could have the same relationship with him, wouldn't that be the opportunity she had been longing for all along?
Not to mention Zhou Wang is young and handsome. Quan Zhaomi just personally verified that he also has a proper eight-pack... It's a win-win situation.

So after leaving the bar, she secretly waited here. She was afraid that Zhou Wang wouldn't be able to understand her needs directly, so she directly used the "wall slam" method.

Zhou Wang certainly wouldn't know what Kim Ji-soo was thinking, but he could guess some of it.

Love at first sight tends to be reserved; only those with ulterior motives are impatient. And the only thing Kim Jisoo could want from him is her position as the chairman of YG Entertainment.

But Zhou Wang didn't mind.

Wouldn't it be better if everyone could have a good time...

He was just slightly amazed that these peninsula girls were so sweet-talking. Even though he was the one who was getting the better deal, the girl's excited expression made it seem like she was begging him to sleep with her.

"what do you want?"

As Zhou Wang examined the smoothness of her skin with his palm, he asked a question.

“An S-level contract, or… the lead role in a custom-made drama.”

Jeon Somi glanced at Zhou Wang cautiously and said with some hesitation.

Zhou Wang smiled noncommittally.

S-level contracts are the kind of contracts that only top artists like BlackPink or Bigbang at their peak can enjoy. They have the shortest terms, the best profit-sharing ratios, and can even include stock options.

The so-called "customized drama" is a copyrighted adaptation, with top screenwriters and directors, high cost, and is a TV series that is produced from the very beginning with the goal of becoming a blockbuster of the year.

"What's Wrong with Secretary Kim", "Goblin", "Dark Glory", "Squid Game" and other dramas are all custom-made dramas like this.

Jeon Somi's ambitions are considerable.

Do you have a place?

As Quan Zhaomi waited anxiously, Zhou Wang did not answer her question, but instead asked her another question.

"Wh...where?"

Jeon So-mi was stunned for a moment and didn't react immediately.

"I'm asking you, what do cattle and horses do when they're hungry?"

Zhou Wang, however, decided to test her.

"Eat grass..."

Jeon Somi answered honestly.

Seeing that Jeon Somi still looked blank, Zhou Wang shook his head helplessly. That's what happens when you can't communicate with someone; she just doesn't get his jokes at all.

But it doesn't matter. Zhou Wang, amused himself, put his arm around her shoulder and walked forward. "You don't need to worry about it. Just remember that you are now the hungry ox or horse. We need to find a secluded place for you to graze."

"Mmm, I want to eat grass."

Quan Zhaomi didn't understand either, but she knew she had to obey Zhou Wang unconditionally, so she immediately nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

……

Near Itaewon, Zhou Wang was surprised to find that Jeon Somi had a private studio there.

The second floor of a small building, according to Jeon Somi, is her music studio. She used to write songs here before she became famous. After she signed a contract, she no longer had to write songs herself, but this place was still preserved. She would come here from time to time to reminisce about the past.

At this moment, in the studio where musical instruments are scattered everywhere, Zhou Wang is leaning against a beanbag chair in the corner, enjoying a hot dance that Quan Zhaomi choreographed herself and has never shown to the public before.

A round fill light was erected in the center on a stand. Jeon Somi, who had taken off her hoodie and was only wearing a tube top sweater and tight jeans, danced energetically around the light stand.

It has to be said that South Korea's unique trainee system ensures that the stars they send into the entertainment industry are indeed very versatile.

Zhou Wangcai had recently admired Lisa's captivating dance moves as the main dancer of BlackPink, and now, seeing Jeon Somi's dance as a singer, he didn't find it to be much inferior to Lisa's.

Also, Jeon Somi's breasts are really big.

Previously, she was wearing a hoodie, but now she's only wearing a tube top made of sweater, which makes her bust look very prominent, completely outshining Lisa and Jisoo, who are both petite.

In addition, she has a slim waist, long legs, and a big bottom, with excellent body proportions. With Zhou Wang's current level of art appreciation, he can already see that her figure is the legendary standard "nine-head body".

However, after admiring her figure for a while, Zhou Wang became somewhat dissatisfied with her overly conventional dance moves.

Although Zhou Wang could tell that Jeon Somi was trying her best to lower her standards to please him, with Lisa's excellent performance as an example, her less-than-touch dance was unlikely to make much of a splash.

So, taking advantage of a pause in the music, Zhou Wang clapped his hands, coughed lightly, and asked, "Can you dance other kinds of dances?"

"others?"

Jeon Somi, whose hair was tied in a ponytail, was taken aback for a moment, then said with considerable confidence, "As long as it's not a very obscure dance, I should be able to dance it... What kind of dance would you like to see, President?"

"I've heard that South Korean female anchors have amazing dance moves, but unfortunately, you need a VPN to watch them. Honest people like me can't find any way to watch them, so I've been longing to see them for a long time..."

"I don't understand."

Quan Zhaomi shook his head blankly.

Seeing this, Zhou Wang had no choice but to speak in plain language: "I want to see the giant pendulum ride."

Jeon Somi understood now, and blushing, she asked, "You mean... the kind that BJ female anchors dance?"

"Ah."

Zhou Wang nodded deeply.

Jeon Somi pursed her red lips, then silently began searching the room.

A moment later, she changed into a blue and white JK uniform, tied her silver-white hair into symmetrical high ponytails, and wore white mid-calf fishnet stockings under her short, AC-length skirt...

It's unclear whether it's because Jeon Somi's legs are too full or because the fishnet stockings are the wrong size, but the edges are so tight that a ring of leg flesh is spilling out, giving off an explosive sexiness.

Jeon Somi moved to the front of the lighting stand so that Joo-won could appreciate every detail of her dance through the focused light. Then, she turned around somewhat shyly and said:
"These are clothes I bought when I graduated from junior high school, so they might not fit me anymore..."

Zhou Wang, who had already stopped breathing, stared wide-eyed at the "silver-haired loli" in front of him. Upon hearing this, he immediately waved his hand, with a "what do you know?" attitude.

"What I want is something that doesn't fit!"

Jeon Somi stopped talking. She turned on the Bluetooth speaker, turned her back to Zhou Wang, raised her hands high, and slowly placed them behind her head...

(End of this chapter)