The Peninsula's richest man, starting from the game coming true

Chapter 71 He Scold You (1 Subscriptions Request)

The lawyer subconsciously turned his head and glanced at George Han. George Han just nodded slightly and smiled: "It's okay, I'm not afraid of dogs, I just don't like hair on clothes that I have to wear out."

While the woman was looking at George Han, George Han was also looking at her.

At this moment, her hair was simply tied into a high ponytail, but her makeup was very delicate. Her double eyes were not big, but they looked a little blurry for some reason. Her nose was high and her lips were bright red and plump. Her lips alone looked a bit like Secretary Kim.

The overall feeling she gives is that she is a bit cute, but also mixed with an inexplicable sexiness. In today's words, it is the feeling of a "fishing beauty".

To put it bluntly, she is like a female Aquaman with an appearance of 85 points, but with a hook in her eyes, giving people an inexplicable appeal.

The clothes he was wearing didn't look cheap, but Han Zhe had seen a lot of them now, and could roughly tell that they were at most the level of ordinary items from a luxury store, not very expensive.

She has a good figure, wearing casual sportswear. The sports vest inside creates a curve that is about C-shaped. She is wearing sneakers and looks only slightly taller than Bae Yeon-joo, who is also a little over 1.6 meters tall, but has good proportions.

(The screenshot is from a variety show. I suggest you guys search and watch the video yourself. Song Ji-ah is not as vivid as the video. Beauty still depends on the overall atmosphere.)

"Oh, okay!" The woman smiled and took the initiative to stand in the corner. When she pressed the button for the first floor, she saw the button for the top floor of the elevator light up, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

"Are you the new resident?"

She asked softly.

"Well, I'm not sure if I'll live here in the future. I haven't seen the house yet. If I don't like it, I might give it to someone else to live in."

Han Zhe said, but then smiled and said, “How does it feel to live here?”

"The floor-to-ceiling windows are amazing. Hanjiang View is super big. But the space depends on the apartment. My home is just over 70 square meters. I heard that the one on your top floor is a parallel type?"

The woman seemed genuinely curious when she asked.

"Well, I heard that's the case, but I have to see what the specific situation is."

Han Zhe smiled and said, "But it's quite large in terms of area, 136 square meters."

"136 pings? That's more than square meters!?" The girl was surprised, and then couldn't help saying: "No wonder."

"how?"

The elevator door slowly opened and reached the top floor. Han Zhe thought about it and took the initiative to invite him, "Why don't you come with me to take a look and introduce this apartment to me? I haven't had time to learn about it yet."

"Eh? You invite another girl to your home when you meet for the first time?" The girl smiled slightly, squinting her eyes, pretending to be hesitant, and then looked at the lawyer next to Han Zhe.

"Forget it. I have my dog ​​with me, and it would be bad if the new house gets dirty."

She refused at first.

The lawyer understood what she meant and bowed slightly, saying, "President Han, I actually just took a look around and helped you with a simple inspection. I don't know the details of this apartment.

If this lady has time, I can help you watch the dog at the door first, and I will sign the contract with you after you come out. "

He was afraid that George Han didn't understand what he meant, so he kept bowing and whispered, "According to Lawyer Xu's instructions, I can go off work directly after serving you, so you can take your time to read it. I don't have anything else to do."

The girl smiled even more, her sexy red lips curled up: "Is that so?"

"Are you coming or not?" Han Zhe was much simpler and more straightforward. He just stood at the door and looked at it. The lawyer understood what he meant and unlocked the combination lock for him first.

The girl hesitated for a moment, but then she just nodded with a smile: "Okay, thank you Oppa for satisfying my curiosity. There are not many people living in this building who are not curious about what the top floor looks like."

She handed the dog's leash to the lawyer, and then, smiling, she took the initiative to extend her hand and said, "I am Song Ji-ah."

"Han Zhe." Han Zhe stretched out his hand, shook it gently with her, then turned around with a smile and went straight into the house.

Song Zhiya followed Han Zhe in, turned her head to look at the lawyer, and asked softly: "Is it really okay if you don't follow in?"

"I'm just the lawyer who helped President Han sign the property transfer document." The lawyer had eyes that could see through people's hearts. At this moment, he just said calmly: "Now, this is President Han's own house. Of course, he can go and see it himself."

Song Zhiya looked suddenly enlightened, with a hint of excitement in her eyes. Without saying a word, she followed Han Zhe in.

After taking off her sneakers at the entrance, she stepped on her white socks and excitedly caught up with Han Zhe's back.

When Han Zhe passed through the entrance hall, he pushed open the toilet on the side, which was obviously for guests to use, took a quick look, and went straight to the living room.

As soon as he arrived at the living room, he couldn't help but widen his eyes slightly at the scene before him.

very beautiful.

Although he always felt that the Han River View that South Korean locals always talked about, that is, the river view room with a view of the Han River, was nothing special, this house gave him a very different feeling.

The circular floor-to-ceiling window in the living room almost surrounds the entire wall, offering a clear view of the entire riverside driveway and river view. Because it is circular, you can not only see the river water at the window, but also the Han River Bridge in the distance, including the street view on the other side.

Except for a large cylindrical load-bearing beam next to the window which is somewhat of an eyesore, overall, because the circular floor-to-ceiling window is too long and the column is right in the middle, it actually serves to divide the living room space.

The room has been decorated, and it is obviously finely decorated. Han Zhe took a look at the sofa and coffee table in the living room. They are all very modern products. The black plush sofa looks noble and fashionable. The floor is covered with a gray oversized square carpet. The big TV is also a new model. There is an open kitchen in the living room. Judging from the brand of the kitchenware, they are not cheap.

"Wow, as expected, your apartment is really a big hit!"

Song Zhiya's eyes sparkled, and she unconsciously ran to the window, looking at the scenery, and said with some envy: "It's much better than my apartment! The one I live in is...
There is only one rectangular floor-to-ceiling window, and the view you can see is probably less than one-third of what you have here!"

Han Zhe also walked to the window, looked at the scenery outside, nodded slightly, and said, "It's pretty good, much better than I expected."

"And the decoration is also very good! The sofa seems to be from Bratu! This lamp also looks like a designer one, probably not an ordinary brand product.
The kitchen is also very nice! A full set of Gaggenau, all very high-end models. Wow, the price of your house is very high."

Song Zhiya looked at the river view and then became fascinated by the open kitchen. She looked around with some surprise, but seemed to know all the brands by heart.

"Really? I don't really understand this."

Han Zhe said this and turned his head to look at the room. Then he saw two doors behind the TV wall. When he pushed open one door, he saw a nanny room with its own separate bedroom and bathroom. When he pushed open the other door, he saw a corridor.

"Your nanny room is the master bedroom of a normal apartment! This is the first time I've seen a parallel room. Can I go in with you to take a look?"

Song Zhiya said, and walked to his side with a smile on her face. When she got closer, she was able to look at Han Zhe's suit more carefully, and then she made her own judgment in her heart.

The price cannot be less than 50 million won
Han Zhe first looked at the nanny's room, which was hidden behind the TV wall. The door frames of the entire house were designed to be seamless. It seemed that if the door was not opened, except for a door handle, it was almost impossible to tell that there was a room hidden here.

"Let's take a look. You can explain it to me. I don't know much about houses. Is this top floor special?"

Han Zhe suddenly felt curious, seeing that Song Zhiya seemed surprised that he had this apartment.

"Of course! You don't know that houses of the same type here are particularly difficult to buy. The higher the floor, the more expensive it is. And this parallel-type unit on the top floor is not for sale at all. I heard that the developer kept it for himself. I didn't expect to meet its owner today.
How much did you spend?

Song Zhiya couldn't help but look at him with some sigh.

"I'm not sure either. Others have taken care of the formalities. I'm only responsible for signing and taking possession of the house. What's the average house price here?"

Han Zhe said nonchalantly, Song Zhiya couldn't help but look at him sideways, and then said: "Just the single room of your living room, about 60 square meters, was initially sold for more than 2.3 billion won."

"But it's hard to say, because yours is on the top floor. I remember the top floor of another building was auctioned off before, and I remember it was more than 100 million won per square meter. It's even harder to say about your parallel-type house." Song Zhiya sighed, looking at the house.

More than 100 million won per square meter?

Han Zhe thought about it, and said thoughtfully: "Then my 136 pings is almost 450 square meters, which is about billion won? That's still much more expensive than I thought... Is this considered a top-level apartment?"

Just over 200 million RMB?

This house is really not cheap!

“There aren’t many apartments more expensive than this one anyway.”

Song Ji-ah seemed to be quite knowledgeable about this, and she added a little explanation for him: "There are many artists living here, and the supporting facilities are good. After all, it is a new building, and the facilities are very complete.

You can go to the gym, sauna, etc., and play indoor golf. The apartment also has hotel-style services.”

She mentioned the two artists, which made George Han suddenly curious: “Are there many artists living here?”

Song Ji-ah nodded: "Well, it's not necessarily in the same building. The most famous people in our building are Taeyeon from Girls' Generation, actress Kim Yun-jin, and two BTS and two SJ boy band members also live here."

Han Zhe smiled thoughtfully, then looked at her, as if he had thought of something, and looked at her seriously again: "Are you also an artist?"

"Ah." Song Zhiya's expression suddenly became a little embarrassed: "I've been on some shows before."

".He looks familiar. Sorry, I don't watch much TV. I may have to search for him later to remember who he is."

Han Zhe smiled apologetically, but Song Zhiya looked a little pitiful: "It would be better if you don't search."

"The house collapsed?" He couldn't help but chuckled: "What kind? As long as it doesn't involve anything illegal, I don't really mind."

"That's right. When I was on TV, I wore fakes." Song Ji-ah sighed, then became a little annoyed, but did not try to hide it. Instead, she said directly, "I first debuted in a dating variety show called "Single is Hell".
Because the character I show on TV is that of a rich girl, so when I appear on TV, I have to wear famous brands.

It’s not like I can’t afford brand names, I wear a lot of genuine goods.
You know, for people like us, even if we have money, it is impossible to buy all genuine products!
Even if I wanted to buy, some products were not available! So I mixed the real and fake ones, and then I was found out. The whole network wanted me to apologize, saying that I ruined my image, deceived the public, and hurt the brand.
I spend so much money on luxury goods every year, and I hurt the brand. Really!"

Song Zhiya was a little hesitant and kept looking at Han Zhe's expression while speaking. Seeing that he didn't show any contempt, she relaxed.

"You may not understand this, but at my level, when I buy luxury goods, they are basically half real and half fake. If I'm richer, I'll buy 70% to 80% real ones, and the rest are fakes."

She confessed and looked at Han Zhe's outfit again: "A suit like the one you are wearing would cost tens of millions, right?"

"I forgot, about 50 million." Han Zhe said calmly, looking at the set on his body: "I bought four sets of finished products at that time, adding up to about 200 million."

Song Ji-ah showed an expression of "as expected", and then smiled helplessly: "For girls like us, a bag would cost 20 to 30 million won. If you want a more expensive one, a rare or limited edition, plus accessories, it would cost 50 million.

As for bags and clothes, they have to buy a lot of new ones every season. How can they all buy genuine products? Really, do those people really think that only the top rich people are rich? "

She spread her hands, looking a little aggrieved: "Because of that incident, I can basically only play games and walk the dog at home every day.
I even planned to move away. There are many artists living here, and people always look at me with strange eyes. I am really fed up with it."

Han Zhe just comforted her casually, and took the initiative to make a gentleman's gesture to ask her to continue looking for houses with him, and said at the same time: "Isn't that what artists do? Your situation shouldn't be a big problem. Just stay quiet for a year or two. If someone is willing to help, there will be no problem in making a comeback."

Song Zhiya looked a bit pitiful, and said helplessly: "How can there be so many people willing to help you? Those crappy companies either have a lot of conditions, as you can see from the contract, they want me to pay them money, or they are disgusting and say they want unspoken rules.
Please, I’m not really short of money to do this. If it’s a handsome guy like you, I can still consider it, but those old guys are really…”

Her character was quickly revealed when she spoke. Even if nothing else, just by looking at her tone and attitude, Han Zhe knew that she must be a real rich second-generation, but her wealth was limited.

The rich are also divided into classes. Wearing a watch worth hundreds of thousands of RMB and driving a car worth millions of RMB is one level, while wearing a watch worth millions of RMB and driving a car worth tens of millions of RMB is another level.

For the truly wealthy, watches and cars are just toys. A luxury car worth tens of millions is custom-made and left in the garage every one or two years. Even a piece of jewelry costs tens of millions of yuan. They also have private yachts, self-built manors, and private jets.
Going further up, it involves things that are more important than money, such as Trump, who is now struggling in the United States, or Samsung, which has been dealt with by Minister Moon for half of his term but is still standing strong.

Han Zhe is currently at most in the second tier of the rich. If he wants to go further, his personal assets must be at least at the level of 10 billion RMB.
It can be seen that the difference in status and grade between the rich may sometimes be even greater than the distance between ordinary people and the rich.

Han Zhe withdrew his thoughts and faced Song Zhiya's complaints. He did not dodge her fishing hook, but caught it and threw a fishing hook over.

"Really? What a pity. I don't have any resources in the entertainment industry at the moment. Otherwise..."

He smiled and looked at both sides of the corridor. He arrived at the other side of the parallel apartment just through a corridor that seemed a bit narrow.

"What else?" Song Zhiya couldn't help laughing, and walked to his side very naturally, leaning against him gently, with seductive eyes: "Oppa~ You are not honest!"

As they talked, they were also somewhat shocked by the other living room that appeared in front of them. Although the room here still had sufficient light, it also had a large floor-to-ceiling window, but it was not an arc-shaped window, but a rectangular one, facing the Han River. And just like the living room connected to the kitchen, the living room here was connected to a bar for drinking. Two walls were wine cabinets, and one wall was placed with a transparent display cabinet, which was obviously left for customers to DIY.

The decoration of this living room looks even more gorgeous than the living room outside. Except for the lack of exaggerated views like the oversized curved floor-to-ceiling windows, the texture of the sofas, carpets, lamps and furniture generally looks a level higher than those of the living rooms outside!
Obviously, the living room outside is used for meeting guests and dining, and this is the living room that the owner usually uses.

"By the way, what year are you born?" she suddenly asked.

"Me? 1998." After Han Zhe gave the answer, Song Zhiya's eyes widened slightly: "Huh? Turns out you're one year younger than me. I was born in 1997!"

"Really? It's my sister." Han Zhe was used to the fact that people here ranked people according to age, so he just called her sister - this way he could avoid using honorifics and not appear rude.

"Ah~ You're talking in half words like that?" Song Ji-ah couldn't help but chuckle.

"Why? I'm a foreigner, and I hate honorifics the most." After Han Zhe finished speaking, Song Zhiya was stunned, and then said, "Are you Mr. Dong?"

Han Zhe nodded, and then Song Zhiya became more curious: "Are you here to work or to play here for a long time? How can you get this house?"

“I am planning to start a company here. I have just completed the acquisition of a small and medium-sized company and will soon change the company’s name to Eastern Sun.

Currently, we are mainly engaged in foreign trade, including some OEM and agency sales. "

Han Zhe said, no longer paying attention to the living room, and turned his head to look. The living room was connected to four rooms, and Han Zhe opened them one by one to check.

"I see. My family does business in Busan."

Song Zhiya nodded, not looking down on Han Zhe at all. On the contrary, she was very interested: "Trade has not been easy in recent years, right? My brother Han Zhe seems to be a very capable man to have decided to come here to do foreign trade at this time!"

"It's okay, the target is three stars." Han Zhe said casually and looked at the room.

Song Zhiya couldn't help but laugh, but she also saw that he wanted to see the house first, so she didn't say anything more and just accompanied him to see it.

One of them is a guest bedroom with an area of ​​more than 30 square meters, with a separate bathroom and a small dressing room. This makes Han Zhe wonder if Pei Yanzhu can move in in the future?

Behind the guest bedroom, there is a separate private cinema in the room next door. It is not very big, less than 20 square meters, with an oversized sofa and a projector. There are artificial flower pots, a small refrigerator and other things inside. The windows are covered with curtains at the moment. When you open the curtains, the view is towards the interior of the apartment complex, with good greenery.

Then next door is the study.

Han Zhe took a look. The study was more than 30 square meters and had a floor-to-ceiling window. The view outside the window was also the street scene and the Han River intertwined. It was quite quiet when the window was closed. After he opened it, he felt that the wind was a bit noisy. The floor was too high.

Finally, it is the master bedroom.

The bedroom with the bed alone looks to be nearly 20 square meters in size.

The master bedroom looks like another symmetrical, smaller living room at the entrance. It has an entire curved floor-to-ceiling window and a very beautiful view. You can see the river view in the other direction as well as some street views and scenes in the community.

Depending on the viewing angle, you can switch between the river view and the street view. If you lie down on the bed, the viewing height is just right to see only the Han River and the Han River Bridge, without any tall buildings blocking your view.

A huge 2.2*2 double bed is placed on the inner side, which basically avoids the possibility of being seen from the neighboring building. Next to the window, there is a small sofa and table with cups on the table. There is also a separate small wine cabinet and independent refrigerator against the wall.

Of course there is also a TV in the bedroom, a 100-inch oversized model, and some art pieces are placed on the embedded wall-mounted TV cabinet.

When Han Zhe walked near here, he could probably imagine the wonderful scene of sitting here with Jiang Xiuyan and drinking while looking at the Han River after nightfall.

Then, there is the master bedroom with an extra-large rectangular dressing room. Even without windows, it is more than 20 square meters. The wooden and glass wardrobe lights surrounding the wall are bright and look very beautiful. There is also a long row of transparent display cabinets in the middle of the dressing room, dividing the two sides.

The height of the display cabinet is almost exactly to Han Zhe's waist, and it is currently empty, just like the counter in a jewelry store that displays accessories. There is only a light on inside, but it is currently empty, so it doesn't look that good.

There are also several that are obviously specifically used to store watches, and they are equipped with automatic watch winders in advance.

This is specially prepared for those expensive mechanical watches. You can throw the watch in and it will automatically ensure the operation of the watch. You don't need to wind it up after leaving it for a while and suddenly find that the watch stops turning.

At the innermost side of the display cabinet, there is a separate safe with a note on it that states the existing password and instructions on how to change the password.

In addition, of course, there is also the indispensable bathroom, a typical separate design, a separate toilet area, a separate wash area and a separate dressing table. Further inside is a proper bathroom with a large bathtub and a separate shower. There is even a separate small sauna room right at the entrance of the bathroom!

On the way, we passed a small wardrobe on the side of the corridor, which was used to store bathrobes and towels.

There were no windows in the bathroom, and it was all dark grey marble. It didn't look cramped. Han Zhe looked carefully and found that it was much bigger than the current bathroom. The rectangular bathtub was about 2m*1.8m and 70cm deep. It was padded with marble and had a large custom-made white bathtub inside. You could see the jets of a massage bathtub.
With this big bathtub, not only one person but even a family of three can take a bath together without feeling crowded. There is even enough space for two people to lie side by side.

In two days, ask Jiang Xiuyan to try the massage effect.

"What a big bathtub." Song Zhiya couldn't help but sigh, and looked at Han Zhe eagerly: "Can I lie in it and try it?
The bathtub at my home is much smaller than this one. Now I can only experience the feeling of a big bathtub when I go to a bathhouse or go back to my hometown."

Han Zhe raised the corner of his mouth and leaned slightly against the door: "You can give it a try."

Song Zhiya showed a charming smile and rolled her eyes at him: "My brother Han Zhe, don't tease me casually!"

"Really? I thought this was a courtesy." Han Zhe didn't fall for her tricks and just smiled: "If you miss this time, you may not have a chance next time."

Song Zhiya looked at Han Zhe and licked her lips unconsciously. But after thinking about it, she still said, "Really? If I knock on the door at night, will you open it?"

"At night? I have to go back at night, and my girlfriend is still hungry." Han Zhe made a double entendre, but Song Zhiya showed an unhappy expression: "Ah, you have a girlfriend?"

"Please, it would be weird if I didn't have one, right?" Han Zhe smiled calmly and spread his hands: "If you want it, remember to queue up, or wait for me to draw a number."

"Tsk, it turns out that our brother Han Zhe is also a bad man!" She stood up from the bathtub, looking like she was about to leave, but when she passed by Han Zhe, she deliberately turned around and tiptoed slightly, as if the door was too crowded, and rubbed him accurately.

Before Song Zhiya could turn her head to smile triumphantly, she suddenly found a hand blocking her plan to escape. Then she was pulled by him and turned around, and was pushed against the door frame by him, because he took a step forward and stuck tightly to him.

"Hey" she exclaimed slightly, and then, although she raised her face with a frown, her eyes seemed to be reluctant to accept it, and her tone was a little complaining: "What are you doing?"

"How can I let you take advantage of me and run away?" He smiled and lowered his head slightly. The distance between their faces became especially close. Song Ji-ya moved her legs unconsciously, feeling his purpose of sticking close to her.

"Oops! I accidentally bumped into you. I apologize!"

Although she said this, she just twisted her body slightly on the spot, struggled a little without any effort, and put her hands in front of Han Zhe. She said she was pushing him, but it seemed like she was playing with the buttons of his shirt with her fingers: "Your lawyer is still waiting at the door. If you make him wait too long, he might misunderstand something."

"Will it take you a long time?" Han Zhe showed a somewhat surprised expression, but Song Zhiya chuckled, and finally stopped hiding her eyes. She licked her lips lightly, took the initiative to move forward, and whispered in his ear: "I don't know~ I have to see how capable you are to be sure."

She raised her face, her sexy red lips slightly opened: "Do you think you will keep your lawyer waiting for a long time?

And if your girlfriend is left hungry at night, she won't be angry with your brother, right?"

Han Zhe only felt a chill in his stomach, and then he felt her fingers sliding slightly on his abdominal muscles. The slightly cool fingers drew circles on his stomach provocatively, which made his smile become much brighter.

"I don't think you can eat much~" As soon as Han Zhe finished speaking, Song Zhiya chuckled softly, then gently pushed him away, straightened her upper body, and threw away her sports jacket. The white tight sports vest inside outlined her voluptuous curves.

"Sister, I've been cyberbullied lately, so I can only stay at home and play games, but I haven't eaten for a long time."

"If you have confidence, try it?"

Han Zhe didn’t say much nonsense, just looked at the time on his wrist, then smiled slightly, lifted her chin with one hand, and lowered his head: “I hope my sister is also a gourmet restaurant.”

"Tsk." She rolled her eyes in dissatisfaction, looking a little unhappy with his attitude towards her, but she quickly reached out and unbuttoned his coat for him. She seemed to be more anxious than Han Zhe, a little indignant, and said eagerly: "You'd better too." The lawyer was standing at the door with a white Pomeranian on a leash, and he didn't know how many times he had picked up his phone.

While sighing, he could only respond to the call from the Mercedes-Benz dealership with a few words and then hung up.

Xu Renhou also handed over the matter of Han Zhe picking up Maybach to him. NewSun Trust only entrusted Xu Renhou to solve these procedural issues, but did not say that Xu Renhou himself must go.

On the contrary, for a young lawyer like him, there is no such thing as finishing work at around 6pm and leaving get off work.
The reason why he said that to Han Zhe was simply because he also wanted to make progress.

The Pomeranian didn't know where its owner had gone. It lay on the ground in a timid manner, curled up into a ball. After waiting for an unknown amount of time, its ears suddenly moved slightly. Then, it stood up and started barking at the door.

The lawyer also changed from the lazy posture of leaning against the wall thinking about life to a standard standing posture. Then, the door was pushed open, and the makeup on her face inexplicably disappeared a lot, but Song Zhiya, who still had blush on her face, walked out with a lazy expression holding Han Zhe's arm.

It wasn't until she saw the dog barking at her at the door that she finally perked up a little: "Are you anxious waiting? Sorry~ I'll take you out in a moment~"

Han Zhe slightly adjusted his tie, but his expression remained unchanged - thanks to the quest of cultivating confidence, which provided him with a 24-hour physical recovery bonus BUFF, he was able to sweep away hunger and be himself.

Song Zhiya was obviously enjoying the meal. Although she looked at the lawyer a little embarrassedly, she quickly took the rope, hugged Han Zhe's arm, and whispered in an intimate manner: "Do you want to go down together?"

"I'll sign a contract and change the password." Han Zhe said, and Song Zhiya let go of his hand considerately: "Then I'll wait for you at the door."

This kind of thing mainly emphasizes politeness. Everyone will tacitly maintain intimacy as much as possible until the last moment to show satisfaction with each other.

Han Zhe smiled at her, took a look at the contract that the lawyer couldn't wait to take out, and signed his name. Then, he looked up at him and said, "Can you please find a cleaner to clean up the place for me? And change the bedding in the master bedroom. I'll give you the brand name, and the attendance fee will be based on Lawyer Xu's standard."

"Ah? No! No!" The lawyer shook his head quickly. "How can I meet Lawyer Xu's standards? Besides, he specifically told me to serve you as much as possible. It's just a small matter like this, so you don't need to spend extra money."

"What's your name?" Han Zhe glanced at him.

"My last name is Yan, Yan Zhengnan." He said respectfully.

"I will tell Lawyer Xu that you are indeed a very responsible lawyer." Han Zhe has now also learned this method of selling favors, and he is also very clear that for a guy like Yan Zhengnan, satisfying his boss, Lawyer Xu, and his clients is more important than a little money.

"Thank you very much!" He bowed 90 degrees, all the fatigue on his face disappeared, and he immediately smiled and said, "It's a little late today, I may not be able to make it in time. I will try my best to meet all your needs tomorrow! Please change your password next time you come."

Han Zhe smiled, looked at the contract and put it away, then turned to look at Song Zhiya and said softly: "Don't get me wrong, I'm just used to sleeping on the bedding at home. His bedding is a bit too hard for me. I like something a little softer."

Song Zhiya was a little surprised that he would explain. Her eyes became gentler and she just smiled carefreely: "Ah~ Do you think that I would care about these things? Okay, let's go. If we don't go down quickly, my dog ​​might not be able to hold it anymore."

After she finished speaking, she gently hugged his arm meaningfully: "Sister is not in a hurry~"

"Really?" Han Zhe did not comment, giving her some face. Then don't rely on me for support when you walk.

Lawyer Yan watched the man's face and heart, and after entering the elevator, he whispered, "I will follow you to the Mercedes-Benz store and help you complete the contract for picking up the car. Your Maybach is a customized limited edition, which is more precious than the ordinary limited edition. They mean that it is not convenient for us to handle it on your behalf, and you have to sign the contract for picking up the car in person.

You won't have to worry about anything else after that. Just sign a power of attorney and I will take care of the rest for you.

They will provide you with a more valuable license plate number, and you can go directly after signing the contract."

Song Zhiya just listened, her eyes widened slightly, and then she couldn't help but ask, "Is it this year's limited edition? The one for the centenary?"

"Yes." Lawyer Yan glanced at Han Zhe and gave his answer when he saw him nod nonchalantly.

"Isn't that car officially on sale yet?" Song Zhiya said in surprise, "Besides, I haven't heard that there will be customized models among this batch of cars."

"It may be because President Han has good connections outside that he was able to get it in advance. And as far as I know, it was urgently shipped from the German headquarters to the peninsula by air, and it is indeed a customized centenary limited edition S680."

After Lawyer Yan finished speaking, he and Song Zhiya looked at Han Zhe together, which made him unable to help but laugh: "Why are you looking at me like this?"

"You don't look excited at all," Song Ji-ah muttered.

"It's not a Rolls-Royce Phantom, nor is it a stretched Maybach. What's so exciting about it?" Han Zhe's answer was quite simple: "Customized or not, it's just a limited edition Maybach."

He really thought so - if it was an extended version of Maybach, he might be a little more excited, after all, it is a top luxury car, and if it was a bulletproof version, it would basically be a Peninsula Sun-level car.
Now, just think about it, the price of this thing is not much more expensive than the Bentley he gave to Jiang Xiuyan. Even if it is a customized limited edition, the price of two Bentleys is about the level of Cullinan, right?
That feeling doesn't seem so precious anymore.

It costs more than 10 billion won to buy a commercial order. Just for the three commercial orders of his company, he bought a Rolls-Royce Phantom.

Tsk tsk, even though the money came quickly, why does it feel like it won’t last long?
There is still no sign of his Lamborghini.

Han Zhe couldn't help but shook his head.

Song Zhiya was speechless for a moment, and Lawyer Yan lowered his head and stopped talking. Anyway, let alone the limited edition commemorative customized Maybach, he could only drive an ordinary Mercedes-Benz G in his life, which would be considered a perfect life.
The elevator slowly went to the basement floor. Song Zhiya hooked Han Zhe's arm, but saw a woman standing by a sports car in the distance. She was wearing an OL uniform and bowing to Han Zhe from a distance.

"Your girlfriend?"

"Secretary, you probably still have a few more places to wait before you can get your girlfriend." Han Zhe turned to look at her with a smile, not caring about being seen by Pei Yanzhu, or perhaps he did it on purpose.

Thinking about it carefully, he told everyone that he was not a good man, but until now, he finally had a bite of food other than family dinner.
From now on, when I say that I am not a good man, I can finally feel more justified. Before, I always felt a little aggrieved for no reason - now I can truly live up to the title.

Song Zhiya let go of her hand, and the smile on her face inexplicably became a little lonely. She looked at Han Zhe in silence for a while, hesitated, and took out her mobile phone: "Can we meet again?"

Han Zhe thought for a moment and took out his phone: “I’ll come to you when I’m bored in the future, or if I have time, we can go out and play, but don’t have too high expectations. There are too many people queuing in a gourmet restaurant like mine.”

Song Zhiya couldn't help laughing, because this was a secret code that only the two of them knew. Her cheeks were slightly red. After exchanging contact information with him, she hesitated, looked at him with an inexplicably sad look, and whispered, "A polite farewell?"

Han Zhe looked at her, a little surprised. This sister was obviously passionate and unrestrained, but her driving skills were just average, and now she looked even less like a professional.
He was still somewhat confident in his own judgment. He could tell that, at least now, she was not pretending to fish, but was really feeling a little inexplicably sad and reluctant to part with him.

So Han Zhe took the initiative to extend his hand, and she hugged him tightly, stood on tiptoe, hugged his neck passionately and kissed him for a while as if no one was around, then she smiled, let go of his hand and took a step back:
"Then I won't bother you anymore. I hope your company can become famous soon. It would be even better if it can have resources in the entertainment industry. I will take the initiative to give you the unspoken rules."

Han Zhe looked at her, his eyes became more sincere: "If there is a chance, I will help you."

".Got it. I'll take what you said as the truth." Song Zhiya looked into his eyes, nodded slightly, then smiled brightly and waved her hand: "It's a pity that I don't have any friends, otherwise I would introduce you to some artists to repay you."

"Let's go~"

After saying that, she turned around gracefully, pulled the Pomeranian, who had been unable to hold back any longer, and led it as if it was having fun. She reluctantly took steps with her somewhat weak legs and trotted out.

Han Zhe raised his eyebrows slightly, and only now did he realize that she could actually get off the elevator on the first floor, and there was no need to follow him to the parking lot.
Is my charm really that exaggerated! ?
He couldn't help but shook his head, then put his hands in his pockets and walked towards his GTR in a cool manner. He also nodded to Pei Yanzhu, who had a very complicated expression at the moment, seemed a little sad and distant, but inexplicably felt that his expression was much more relaxed:

"Let's go, just get one more thing, then we can go home to eat and rest."

He looked at his watch and saw that he had been delayed for a total of forty-five minutes.
It’s okay, at least both sides of the battle think that the other side performed well.

It was neither rushed nor lengthy, with no garbage time, and the intensity was at the finals level. There were two rounds with almost no interruption, from post-up singles to dribbling through, from dribbling through to back-to-back dribbling, and finally a buzzer-beater. It was a satisfying fight, leaving a classic battle for the new arena.

Pei Yanzhu bowed slightly again: "Yes, President Han."

"Okay, let's talk about it when you want to call me Oppa." Han Zhe smiled and got into the car. Lawyer Yan drove here by himself and was now driving to clear the way for him.

Pei Yanzhu bit her lower lip and sat back in the passenger seat. She could smell the feminine scent coming from him.

"You and the lady."

She couldn't help it after all.

Han Zhe raised the corners of his mouth, without looking at her, but focused on driving out of the underground parking lot, and said in a relaxed tone: "I just met a sister with a good personality. Anyway, she is much better than the first impression."

".Just met?" Pei Yanzhu looked at Han Zhe in disbelief, but saw that he just looked normal.

Then, she lowered her head again, thought for a while, and silently took out a bottle of her own perfume from her bag. It was jasmine-scented and not a famous brand.

"Use a little now, I hope it works. I know you may not care, but, Sister Xiuyan is a woman after all."

She didn't know what she was looking for.

"Thank you~" Han Zhe did not refuse, but smiled and said, "Just spray as many times as you want, I can't take care of it."

Pei Yanzhu looked at him and felt inexplicably angry. Why was it that when she was in high spirits before, Han Zhe was so gentle and kept a certain distance, but now that he confessed, her heart felt cold, but he became a bit of a rogue instead?
So, I picked up the perfume and sprayed it a few times without hesitation.

"Cough, cough cough! If you spray into my eyes, we will both take off together." Han Zhe coughed twice and quickly opened the window.

Pei Yanzhu couldn't help coughing twice, and hurriedly opened the window on her side: "Cough, cough, cough! Yes, I'm sorry."

"I didn't realize you were so petty. Fortunately you're not my girlfriend, or I would be miserable."

Han Zhe smiled. His attitude towards Pei Yanzhu was not affected at all by the heavy atmosphere when they separated just now. He even looked more free and natural.

Pei Yanzhu lost many emotions such as admiration and respect for him, but inexplicably felt that getting along with him became much more natural. At this moment, she even dared to pout slightly and preach: "You should be more responsible to Sister Xiuyan."

"You'd better keep thinking so." Han Zhe glanced at her with a smile in his eyes.

"I'm sure," she said halfway, and the rest of her words became a little unclear. No one knew what she was mumbling, but she couldn't help but smile. She just thought of the woman just now, sighed in her heart, and whispered: "Is that woman just now the second type?"

Han Zhe thought for a while before confirming what she was asking: "Well, with your aunt."

"Don't say it!" Pei Yanzhu raised her voice, her eyes wide open, gritting her teeth in anger, and even disregarding the hierarchy in the workplace: "You clearly know me. Don't mention my aunt!"

Han Zhe narrowed his eyes, but found that her words revealed some information.

Can't mention it.
It’s not like you can’t touch it.

Right?

He couldn't help but curl his lips: "Ah~ I won't say it again, sorry~"

".You'd better be really sorry." Pei Yanzhu also learned his way of speaking. She glared at him angrily, but then she still obediently opened her small bag and took out a wet tissue: "There is a little redness on your neck."

"Stupid, that can't be wiped off." Han Zhe's voice was leisurely: "Our Yanzhu is really innocent~"

Pei Yanzhu realized what she had seen, her face turned red, and she stammered, "She is really... What should I do if Sister Xiuyan sees it!"

"I'd say it was you who did it."

"Ah!!" She really couldn't help it.

"Ah!" Han Zhe raised his eyebrows. He had just deliberately tested her and said something that made her angry and complain, but now this was not disrespectful! Be loyal to me!
"Yes, sorry, don't be like this! I don't want to be hated by Sister Xiuyan!"

Pei Yanzhu said with some grievance.

"You." Han Zhe laughed again: "Do you think your sister Xiuyan is stupid?"

"She actually knows everything. You will understand later. The relationship between us is much closer than you think."

he said.

Pei Yanzhu was a little stunned: "What do you mean?"

"Now you don't call me Oppa, you don't call me President, and you don't even use honorifics? Secretary Pei, you need to be handed over to Secretary Jin for a good lesson." Han Zhe didn't explain, but just let her think about it herself.

"I'm sorry, President Nim," she apologized obediently, but then couldn't help whispering, "You said you don't have to be so polite in private."

"Then just call me Oppa." Han Zhe said casually.

"No. At least not now." Pei Yanzhu turned her head away, not looking at him, but pinching the handle of the bag she was carrying, feeling a little flustered: "Will you be angry?"

"Of course not." Han Zhe laughed, but suddenly said with a serious expression: "Unless you become like before tomorrow, timid and cowardly, and don't even have the confidence to speak clearly.
If that were the case, I would probably be really angry.”

Pei Yanzhu was speechless for a moment, just looked at his profile, then looked at the red spot on his neck, turned her head away, and whispered: "No, I will never fall in love with President Nim again, and I will never have unrealistic fantasies about President Nim again.
I will try my best to be a capable and loyal secretary.
Also, I actually still think that I am a person with some talent, and I don’t need it. President Nim always says. "

Han Zhe just sneered and said lightly: "Really? Then I'm so happy."

"You're so annoying." She muttered softly, but a faint smile appeared on her innocent and lovely face, which she herself was not aware of.

"Hahaha, you're the best." Han Zhe laughed a few times, and then said the classic sentence that Pei Yanzhu had already learned.

Her fists clenched tightly, but what made her even more angry was that she knew in her heart that she had no confidence to refute him.
Actually, it’s not disgusting.

But it’s really infuriating!

Therefore, Pei Yanzhu didn't talk to him all the way until the car was about a few hundred meters away from Han Zhe's target, and he suddenly stopped the car.

"You, go down, stand at attention on the street, and wait for me to come find you, got it?"

Han Zhe said in a relaxed tone.

But Pei Yanzhu suddenly felt a little uneasy. She clutched her bag and turned to look at him: "We agreed that we were not angry."

"Yeah, Yanzhuxi, I am a very honest person."

Just hearing this is enough.

Pei Yanzhu opened the door and got out of the car quickly. She stood on the street and bowed slightly: "President, take care."

"Stand at attention!" Han Zhe just snorted and laughed. Seeing that she really stood up straight, he couldn't help laughing: "Don't run around. If I can't find you later, I will be angry."

"I know. I'm not a child." She muttered, but saw Han Zhe stepped on the accelerator and drove forward. She didn't know why he suddenly left her alone on the side of the road.

The Mercedes-Benz store is not located in the suburbs, but in a very busy area in Gangnam District.

Pei Yanzhu just stood on the street, her eyes blank and dazed, her mind still recalling, or recollecting everything that happened today. From the morning, it was obviously because of his request that she took the initiative to change her name to call him Oppa, but in the evening, because of him, she didn't want to call him that at all.
When we go back, if Sister Soo-yeon feels strange, let her explain it herself. After all, she didn’t do anything wrong, right?
Feeling a little guilty for some reason, Pei Yanzhu pouted, but couldn't help but pick up her phone to look at her face.

She is not uglier than the woman who got off the elevator. Or, I am obviously prettier. He could resist pushing me away, but why would he do that to a woman he met for the first time?
Is it really possible to divide them into two types? It's so annoying. Why is my aunt on the same level as that stinky woman?
How can she
My mind was in a mess until a car suddenly stopped in front of me. At the same time, a somewhat frivolous voice was heard.

"Hey, you're alone? Are you waiting for the bus?"

Pei Yanzhu subconsciously raised her head, unconsciously revealed a faint smile, and stood up straight.

But then, I found that what was parked in front of me was an unfamiliar Mercedes-Benz G and a man I didn't recognize at all.

The man had a classic Korean pot lid style, i.e. fluffy medium-length hair. At this moment, he rolled down the car window, leaned one arm on it, and smiled in a pretentious manner: "Just got off work? Can I give you a ride?"

"No need, someone's here to pick me up." The smile disappeared from her face. She just shook her head politely and took a step back.

"Since a pretty girl like you can wait here for so long, it doesn't matter if you don't care about that guy, right?"

The man just smiled and said, "Let's go. Haven't you eaten yet? How about Oppa take you to a French restaurant? Give you a drink tonight to show your respect?"

"No, I have someone to pick me up. Sorry." Pei Yanzhu's tone became more serious. Her brows were slightly frowned on her delicate little face, and she looked at the man's face in the car window with some anger.

"Hey, sister, why are you like this~" The man was still pestering her, his upper body almost sticking out of the car window, but he said with a smile on his face: "Seriously~ Even if it's not convenient today. Leave me your contact information? Next time, Oppa will drive a sports car to see you."

"Don't call me Oppa Oppa. You are not my Oppa!" Pei Yanzhu couldn't stand it anymore. It was not the first time that she was harassed by someone since she was a child. Of course, she would not be at a loss.

At this moment, her face was full of unhappiness and disgust, and her voice became very impatient: "Can you go and chat up other women?"

"Please~ I stopped because I really think you are different from other girls. I mean it. I never take the initiative to chat up girls."

The man was about to say something, but was interrupted by Pei Yanzhu. She stared at him angrily: "Aren't you ashamed of telling lies like this? What I hate most is men like you who lie casually. Do you understand?"

"If you really have no interest in me, shouldn't you just turn around and leave?" The man looked at her angry face and thought she looked particularly attractive.

She looks so cute and pure, and speaks softly, but when she frowns, combined with the brand-name OL uniform she wears, she has a different kind of charm.
Pei Yanzhu opened her mouth, but couldn't think of what to say for a moment - I didn't leave because Han Zhe asked me to stand here at attention!
"See! I was right!" The man laughed, raised his eyebrows, and pointed to the back seat with confidence: "Come on, I know you don't look like you need money, but seriously, a man like this who is so late and still doesn't show up should be thrown away like garbage."

"You are the rubbish!" Pei Yanzhu was furious, her eyes slightly red: "You are not allowed to say that about him!"

"Sorry, sorry. I didn't expect you to be so angry. Then I won't throw it away. You can keep it for comparison." The man was still grinning.

Pei Yanzhu couldn't hold back the words that came out of her mouth.

"Drip!"

Suddenly, a horn sounded behind his car.

The man turned his head and saw a familiar yet unfamiliar silver and blue Mercedes-Maybach S680. He looked at it for a while before starting the car, but he did not forget to say to Pei Yanzhu:

"Don't look at the car behind, it's so fake. This kind of paint is only available on the new commemorative edition Maybach. That car hasn't been officially launched yet. It's probably a fake car made from something like the S580."

He moved the car slowly and reluctantly, but stared at the rearview mirror with annoyance in his heart. The road was so wide, and he didn't stop the car, but why did he have to honk behind me?

If it weren't for the fact that this car was so new that he was a little unsure whether he had remembered the release date of the Centennial Edition S680 incorrectly, he would have turned around and scolded it.

But he never expected that as soon as he moved out of the position, the Mercedes-Benz Maybach stopped where it was. The moment the window slowly lowered, a man's smiling face was revealed.

Han Zhe looked at Pei Yanzhu, whose eyes were inexplicably red at the moment, and then looked at the Mercedes-Benz in front of him. He didn't know what to say for a moment.
You really just stood there at attention? Can't you run? You're such a fool.

But his eyes just looked at her, and slowly a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"Little Pei Yanzhu, what are you standing there for? You are still standing at attention. This time, you will also get to ride in a Mercedes.

How is it? It’s much better than the Mercedes-Benz of your childhood classmate’s family, right?

But Pei Yanzhu just stood there, pursing her lips tightly.

She didn't say anything, just stared at him blankly, but her eyes became redder and redder as time went by.

Han Zhe was silent for a moment, then he pushed open the car door and slammed it shut. He walked in front of her and turned his head to look at the Mercedes-Benz in front: "Did he scold you?"

"No. I'm not some elementary school kid who cries when I get scolded."

Pei Yanzhu sniffed, took a step forward, and suddenly hugged him tightly for some unknown reason, and then she burst into tears as she spoke:

"He scolded you!"

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