The Uncrowned King of the Peninsula

Chapter 9 Waiting for the rabbit
"Well, is anyone coming in?" Choi Sulli looked at herself in the live broadcast on the mobile phone screen in front of her and smiled nervously.

"Hello everyone, I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you all very much."

At the top of the screen, the number of people in the INS live broadcast room finally jumped, and the first person came in.

[Unnie! You’re back!!!]

"Well, I'm back. Did you miss me?" "Because I missed you all so much, I decided to do a live broadcast on the spur of the moment."

"The lighting seems a little bad. Let me touch up my lipstick."

The psychological pressure and crying made her face pale.

"I like the color of this one, it's a bit retro..." Choi Sulli began to rummage through her small bag, took out a lipstick and started applying it. The suddenly red lip color made her skin look whiter.

She hasn't done a live broadcast like this for a long time. The series of negative news that year caused her to suffer a lot of attacks, and it took great courage for her to face the camera.

After saying a few words, Choi Sulli's nervousness eased a little, and she gradually regained some of her previous state in front of the camera. The tone of her communication with the audience became more and more natural, but Bae Young-jun's words just now flashed through her mind.

[Sullixi, the people who understand idols best are not friends, not lovers, not family, but fans.]

[They are the most fanatical, in the name of love, silently prying into the privacy of their idols, invading their private lives, and wanting to take every bit of their idols for themselves.]

Choi Jong-Bum is hiding so well that even loan sharks can't find him, if anyone still knows where he is.

【It must be this group of people.】

Pei Yongjun was in the driver's seat, watching the direction of the comments in the live broadcast room, while holding a notebook with a line of words written on it in his other hand.

The number of people in the live broadcast room quickly reached several thousand. Choi Sulli, who had not made an official appearance for a long time, attracted a lot of people to watch.

The comments gradually became mixed, with most expressing feelings of longing, but there were also some harsh words.

Choi Sulli looked calm, as if she didn't see anything, and continued to chat with the audience with a smile.

Pei Yongjun shook the notebook.

【Said I want to meet Goo Hara】

Cui Xueli's heart tightened and she nodded slightly.

"Well, what are you doing tonight?" She pretended to respond to a comment. "Um... I'm going to see Hola Ouni. I missed her so much."

When Goo Hara was mentioned, the comments became noticeably more enthusiastic and scrolled by at a rapid pace.

Pei Yongjun's eyes were like a hawk, fixed on the suddenly increasing number of sarcastic comments.

【continue】

He turned the page.

"Yeah, we should eat together, right? We haven't had dinner yet. Hola-oni said she would cook and eat together."

Choi Sulli seemed to recall the past with Goo Hara, a warm smile appeared on her cheeks, and her tone became more sincere.

"You didn't tell me what you were eating, maybe you wanted to give me a surprise?"

"Maybe ramen? Unnie's ramen is delicious too..."

Her tone suddenly paused and her eyes flickered downwards.

The screen of the phone on her thigh lit up and an unfamiliar number came in.

[Frown, continue]

Pei Yongjun turned another page.

"Huh? Nothing." Choi Sulli frowned slightly, raised her eyes, and then went on to talk about her "arrangements" for a party and outing with Goo Hara tonight.

The incoming call on the screen flickered for half a minute and then stopped, but soon another call came in, from another unfamiliar number. [Said not to call again, continue]

"I'm sorry," Choi Sulli paused and took a deep breath, "Please don't call me again, please."

She smiled and continued talking, while Pei Yongjun continued to watch, waiting for the opportunity.

Choi Sulli's image in the public eye has become quite negative due to the crazy pursuit of public opinion. Those sasaeng fans who have developed a morbid desire to pry into and control Goo Hara absolutely hate people like Choi Sulli, who have become a "stain" on Goo Hara's image.

What's more, if someone takes the initiative to talk about Goo Hara during the live broadcast, in their eyes, it would be like "forcing her to get her", and they would naturally not be able to hold back and would deliver it to her.

As for Choi Sulli's private mobile phone number, it is certainly no secret to these omnipresent sasaeng fans.

Assistants, friends, makeup artists, company employees, there are always people who will sell all of Choi Sulli's information for money.

Sure enough, Choi Sulli's resistance and uneasiness seemed to become the most powerful stimulant for the sasaeng fans. Calls and text messages came in one after another, and the phone on her lap was flashing almost non-stop.

[Stop, act like you're in a bad mood, and then turn off the live broadcast.] Pei Yongjun turned another page.

"It's really nice to meet you all tonight," Choi Sulli glanced at the words on the notebook, "but sorry, I have to go do something else."

"Goodbye everyone, I'll miss you."

Choi Sulli gave a somewhat forced smile, waved at the camera, and then reached out to turn off the live broadcast.

"Give me your phone." Pei Yongjun confirmed that the live broadcast room was indeed closed and stretched out his hand.

"Okay." Choi Sulli's smile was still forced. She picked up the phone from her lap, unlocked it and handed it to Bae Yongjun.

In just 6 minutes of live broadcast, there were 29 mobile phone numbers, 67 calls, and messages. It took Pei Yongjun a while to read them all.

Except for one text message asking Choi Sulli how she was doing recently, which might have been from a stalker of Choi Sulli herself and was relatively well-intentioned, most of the others were rude and fiercely threatened Choi Sulli not to contact Goo Hara again.

Immediately afterwards, Pei Yongjun found a phone number in the address book and dialed it.

Du~du~
"Oh, isn't this our editor-in-chief? Hahaha, what's the matter so late?" A middle-aged man's rough voice came from the phone.

"Old Jin, haven't you drunk? I have business to take care of you."

"Business? Then you haven't drunk. What's the matter? Are you chasing someone or blocking the road? Just tell me."

"Neither. I'm looking for someone."

"Illegitimate child or paparazzi?"

"Illegitimate."

"no problem."

"Five numbers. Please help me check if your people have taken over work from these people recently." Pei Yongjun picked up the notebook and read out the numbers one by one.

"...103977963, OK, I'll take note of it and wait for my news." Lao Jin agreed readily.

"Wait, there's one more condition." Pei Yongjun stopped him, "I want to find out all the places these people have been in the past month."

"All? A month?" Old Jin sounded a little surprised. "That's a lot."

"I won't sell you on credit. Hanjiang Sports has been so slow to settle accounts lately. Your bill from last month hasn't even been settled yet."

"How much is it? I can give it to you now." Pei Yongjun asked.

"How much is it?" Old Jin pondered, as if rubbing his chin and calculating. "At least 2000 million."

Choi Sulli, who was watching nearby, exclaimed in surprise.

(End of this chapter)