The Uncrowned King of the Peninsula

Chapter 225: I Can't Change This Massage (Two in One)

"Buy it?" Bae Yong-jun repeated, looking at Yu Kyung-ho in front of him.

"Yes, buy it." Yu Qinghao nodded, sat down in the luxurious leather office chair beside him, and crossed his legs. "Last time I mentioned asking you to go to KBS, but I haven't heard back from you."

"It seems that you are also a person who values friendship and loyalty. You still can't let go of Hanjiang Sports."

"Then just buy Hanjiang Sports."

Pei Yongjun sat on the other side of the desk and asked, "How do I buy it?"

"Hanjiang Sports only makes a maximum of 10 billion in profit a year. I'll give Lim Byung-hun 100 billion," Yu Qinghao raised a finger. "He's already years old this year. How many more years can he keep this job?"

"100 billion is enough for him."

"Then, in the new Hanjiang Sports, Kakao Entertainment will only hold 49% of the shares, and 51% will belong to you." Yu Qinghao offered an attractive condition.

No matter how hard Bae Young-jun tries, no matter how much Lim Byung-hun thinks highly of him, he is ultimately just a reporter, but Woo Kyung-ho's words can suddenly make him the owner of the newspaper, with 51% of the shares, and even leave the decision-making power to Bae Young-jun.

The difference between the two, the leap between classes, is as great as the difference between heaven and earth.

Such a huge gift, falling from the sky, would make anyone dizzy.

Pei Yongjun pondered for a moment, a smile appeared on his face, and he asked tentatively, "For free?"

"Yeah!" Yu Qinghao laughed. "I'd like to give it to you for free, but unfortunately, I'm just a president. If I give it to you for free, the upper echelons of the group won't approve it."

"You have to pay, too."

Pei Yongjun shook his head and said, "I don't have that much money."

"We can transfer the funds to you from Kakao Entertainment first, and then repay them gradually from the newspaper's future profits." Yu Qinghao was very thoughtful. "If the newspaper can grow, it won't take a few years."

He smiled at Pei Yongjun and said, "No matter how much the workers earn, it won't be as much as the boss, don't worry."

"So, that means I can get the Han River Sports Newspaper without spending a penny?" Bae Yong-jun summarized Woo Kyung-ho's meaning.

Woo Kyung-ho corrected him, "It was us. We got it."

Pei Yongjun looked at Yu Qinghao in front of him and smacked his lips, "President Yu, I'm really touched."

"Haha, this is how I am. I will never treat my friends unfairly." Yu Qinghao waved his hand, a proud look on his face, and stood up again.

"This isn't just about helping you."

"You have to help me too."

"I have a big plan to completely change the current situation of Kakao Entertainment, where it only pays money but no one in the industry truly respects it."

"If you want to help me, you have to be qualified."

"For example, the president of a newspaper?" Pei Yongjun said.

"That's right." Yu Qinghao snapped his fingers. "Very smart."

"So you have to work hard and don't fall behind me again."

"It seems that I have to agree, otherwise I can't even help." Pei Yongjun also stood up with him.

"You agreed?" Yu Qinghao asked.

"Opportunities are rare. If you don't seize what God has given you, you will suffer the consequences." Pei Yongjun extended his hand. "President Yu is so sincere. It would be rude to hesitate any longer."

"Good!" Yu Qinghao looked him in the eyes with appreciation, "That's how a man should act."

"I despise those who are timid and hesitant the most."

"You're very good." He reached out and shook Pei Yongjun's hand firmly.

"President Yu, your vision has always been very accurate." Pei Yongjun said.

Yu Qinghao laughed out loud. "Okay, then I'll have someone prepare the contract. We'll sign it later. If there's anything you're not satisfied with, we can revise it."

"Okay." Pei Yongjun nodded.

"How about this," Yu Qinghao glanced at his watch, "I have to go to the group for a meeting right now. You rest here for a while, and I'll come back later and sign the contract. How about that?"

"can."

Yu Qinghao took Pei Yongjun out of the office and walked to the door of a room diagonally opposite. He opened the door and said, "Come on, take a rest here."

The room is furnished with sofas, coffee tables, TVs and other things. It should be a lounge.

The overall decoration is simple, but the furnishings show that it is quite high-end, which is in line with Kakao's wealthy nature.

"I'm leaving now, sorry, I'll be back in a bit."

Yu Qinghao said goodbye to Bae Yongjun. Before leaving, he suddenly stopped and glanced at Bae Yongjun, "Yongjun, you are not married yet, right?"

Well?
"No." Pei Yongjun shook his head.

"Then have a good rest. Just tell your secretary if you need anything." Yu Qinghao smiled, closed the door and left.

secretary?

have a good rest?

Pei Yongjun blinked.

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"Guest, let me give you a massage and let you rest."

Looking at the secretary with long white legs kneeling in front of him with a submissive look on her face, Bae Yong-jun finally understood what Yu Qinghao meant.

She has a pretty face, long, smooth black hair, a business suit, thin and shiny flesh-colored stockings on her white thighs, and black high heels with long and thin heels.

Secretary, right?

Rest, right?

Woo Kyung-ho, is this how you work?
Bae Young-jun was momentarily outraged by Woo Kyung-ho's decadent life.

"Dear guest, please go over there. Just call me Linda." Linda smiled at him gently, stood up and gestured to the side.

Pei Yongjun then discovered that on one side of the lounge, behind a half-person-high decorative wall, there was a small Japanese-style couch. If you didn't stand up and look, you really couldn't see it.

"Don't worry, I'm just helping you relax." Linda with big white legs smiled at Pei Yongjun.

Her words were quite clear.

When in Rome, do as the Romans do. One must always follow the rules of hospitality, so Pei Yongjun had no choice but to nod reluctantly.

Linda led him to the couch and gently removed his shoes and socks. Then she took out a loose light blue shirt from the drawer next to him and said, "Please put this on."

It was just a shirt, so Pei Yongjun didn't shy away from it and took it off leisurely.

"What's wrong?" Pei Yongjun buttoned up his blue shirt and glanced at Linda, who was covering her mouth and laughing softly. "What are you laughing at?"

"You have a great figure." Linda knelt down softly beside him, her eyebrows curved, her eyes scanning over his half-exposed chest, her long eyelashes blinking, her eyes moving.

But contrary to her expression, she was wearing an extremely formal business suit, looking like a capable female career elite. The extreme contrast between her expression and her dress made people couldn't help but have all kinds of thoughts in their hearts.

Of course, reporter Pei naturally had no distractions.

Really.

"Is it better than President Yu's?" Pei Yongjun asked.

"I dare not say." Linda stuck out her tongue and made a gesture of invitation with her hands, "Please lie down." "My technique is very good." She smiled and blinked her big eyes.

Pei Yongjun lay down as he was told.

Linda didn't say anything else. She knelt beside him and began to massage him.

Unexpectedly, Linda's massage technique is really good.

Although his hands are not big, they must have been specially trained in exerting force, so they are very powerful. Starting from the calves, he massages and loosens the muscles bit by bit.

Pei Yongjun looked at her profile, feeling the relaxation and comfort brought by the massage, and gradually felt sleepy.

After more than half an hour of massaging the front of the legs, Linda took out a pillow from the drawer and handed it to Pei Yongjun, "Guest nim, please turn over."

Pei Yongjun turned over and lay on the small couch. Linda's profile disappeared from his sight, and only her kneeling thighs in flesh-colored stockings were still in his peripheral vision.

The back is also started from the calf and moved up little by little.

The comfortable feeling brought by muscle relaxation came over Pei Yongjun, who became more and more sleepy and gradually fell asleep.

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After an unknown amount of time, someone patted his back and Pei Yongjun opened his eyes.

"Is it over?" He coughed lightly and looked at his watch. Almost an hour had passed.

"Hmm." A soft voice came from the side, the voice was very crisp.

"Is President Yu back?" Pei Yongjun checked his phone, but there was no news from Yu Qinghao.

"not yet."

"Well, then help me press my shoulders again." Pei Yongjun slept on his stomach for a while, and his shoulders felt a little uncomfortable.

"Ok."

There was a noise behind him, and a pair of small hands pressed on his shoulders.

Her soft and boneless white knuckles were slender and long, gently pressing the muscles on his shoulders.

Pei Yongjun was stunned for a moment. With a glance, he found that the pair of flesh-colored stockings kneeling behind him had turned into smooth and shiny black stockings, extending down from the business suit, looking extremely seductive.

"Is it okay?"

"It's okay, quite comfortable." Pei Yongjun listened to the crisp voice and smelled the familiar scent of perfume.

Fresh and rich, like a newly ripe apple, rosy with a hint of greenness.

"Very comfortable?"

"Very comfortable." Pei Yongjun nodded.

"Then..." The tender little hand slowly slid from the shoulder to the middle, touched his collar, and then explored along the collarbone.

Her cool fingertips gently drew circles on the upper edge of his chest muscles. Her voice was soft and gentle, full of inexplicable and suggestive hints, "Do you want to press here?"

Pei Yongjun grabbed the delicate little hand on his chest, then suddenly turned over, pulled the slender arm, and dragged the person behind him to lose balance. The petite body suddenly fell on him with a scream.

Her long hair fluttered in the air. He stretched out his right arm, put his arm around her slender waist, felt her soft body, and looked into her eyes.

"Yes." Pei Yongjun smiled and looked at Li Zhien's pretty face in front of him, "I can't wait."

The person massaging behind him was no longer Linda, but Lee Ji-eun, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

what is this?
Private services for big stars?
Pei Yongjun couldn't help but jump.

"Can I touch it?" The surprise in Lee Ji-eun's eyes faded, and turned into a complicated expression. Her dark eyes looked straight into Bae Yong-jun's.

"It feels good." Pei Yongjun replied.

"Are you satisfied with President Yu's hospitality?" she asked again.

"I was already very satisfied, and now I'm even more satisfied." Pei Yongjun said softly.

On this ambiguous and secluded couch, he held her waist with his big hands, and couldn't help but slide down to pinch her soft and elastic buttocks under her dress.

A little further down, there are thin shiny black stockings stretched across the thighs.

"Like it?" Lee Ji-eun felt the movement of Bae Yong-jun's big hand, frowned slightly in unbearable pain, and bit her lower lip lightly.

"I like this expression the most." Pei Yongjun looked at her slightly frowned brows, smiled, then raised his head and kissed her.

He kissed Li Zhien's other white and tender hand.

Pei Yongjun blinked.

Li Zhien used her small hands to push his head back onto the couch, looking down at him with a calm gaze, "Bae Yongjun, I'm not here to play tricks on you."

"You can't sign the contract later."

"You feel good now, but he won't let you go in the end."

"So, get out of here immediately."

She pursed her lips tightly and pointed outside the door, "Don't let yourself regret it."

"It seems that it wasn't Yu Qinghao who asked you to come." Bae Yongjun released his hand that was pinching her buttocks and patted her little butt.

IU glared at him, placed her right hand on his chest, and sat up.

"How do you know?" She glanced at him while straightening the dress that was wrinkled by Pei Yongjun, her eyes sliding across the muscular outline of his chest.

"If Woo Kyung-ho had dared to send you, you wouldn't have said what you just said." Bae Yong-jun also sat up and explained, "He must be very sure before doing anything. He wouldn't send you to warn me, right?"

Lee Ji-eun didn't say anything, as if she agreed with Bae Young-joon's words.

Pei Yongjun waited for a while, looked at her silent profile, and asked again, "Jie Eun, why did you come to see me like this?"

"Aren't we going to sign the contract soon?" Li Zhien broke the silence, "I have to come and stop you."

"If I don't come in person, I may not be able to stop you."

Pei Yongjun nodded.

Indeed, the contract is about to be signed. If Lee Ji-eun wants to stop him from signing the contract, it seems that she can only take the risk and come in person.

"So you just..." Pei Yongjun glanced at her up and down, "pretend to be, um..."

Lee Ji-eun wore light makeup, and her delicate facial features had a hint of childishness. However, she wore a pair of thin and transparent black silk stockings on her legs, which made her business suit even more seductive.

"Secretary," Lee Ji-eun continued, "otherwise it would be too conspicuous. Besides, except for this lounge and Woo Kyung-ho's office, most of the rooms here are monitored. It's safer to talk here."

"Is that so?" Bae Yongjun nodded and smiled at Lee Ji-eun, "Thank you for the reminder."

"So you understand? What Yu Qinghao wants to give you is not pie in the sky, you must not sign it." Li Zhien frowned and emphasized again.

"Otherwise, it will..."

"Will I be like you?" Pei Yongjun interrupted her and continued, staring into her suddenly panicked eyes, "Is it impossible for me to control myself, and my fate is controlled by him?"

"Jie'en, you want me to help you escape, right?"

He put his hand on her slippery thigh wrapped in black stockings and whispered, "Tell me, I can help you."

Bae Yong-jun is always so enthusiastic.

(End of this chapter)