Shen Sandao raised his slap, as if he wanted to slap the white shirt youth.
However, he hesitated, put his hand down, and said, "Forget it, it's miserable to see him being crushed by you, and I'm out of breath. As for the matter between him and Qimeng, I won't hold him accountable anyway, anyway. Don't love that woman either."
Chen Chuan sat on the sofa in the room.
Li Xiuhui sensibly went to make a cup of tea and brought it to Chen Chuan.
Chen Chuan was drinking tea, thinking that he could see Shen Sandao Haibian's white shirt, but he didn't expect that...Shen Sandao was a gentle and elegant guy after all. Even if he was beaten by a white shirt and his girlfriend was robbed by someone else, he couldn't do anything.
"Three knives, hit him." Chen Chuan said.
Shen Sandao said: "Forget it, this guy is also very miserable."
Chen Chuan said: "I thought you would rush over, slap him, slap him while slapped, slapped Nima, aren't you able to bear it? Dare to touch me? You go to Qin Province to find out who dares to touch me?"
Shen Sandao smiled: "I used to do this, but now, I am a lot more docile. I have seen too many disputes over grievances and grievances in my family in Qin Province, knowing that killings cannot solve the problem. , All went with the wind. However, the boss brought this guy, and I owe the boss a favor."
"Last time you helped Murong solve the black powder, I owed you, but as friends, we don't pay attention to these inhuman claims." Chen Chuan said, "Xiuhui, do you know this white shirt?"
Chen Chuan walked to the white shirt, took the mineral water on the table, unscrewed it, and poured it on the white shirt's head to make him sober.
Li Xiuhui squatted in front of the white shirt to take a closer look, turned his pocket again, took out his student ID, and read: "Yu Yongjun...oh, he is the youngest son of Yoo Jinhai, the president of YK Entertainment Club. President Chen, As long as you speak, I or the firm can sanction him, including his family's YK Entertainment."
"YK Entertainment... small company?" Chen Chuan asked.
Li Xiuhui nodded and said, "You must be nothing compared to President Chen. The income of the Korean entertainment industry is not high."
"How does Sandao deal with him?" Chen Chuan asked.
"Forget it, I just hope... If he and Qi Meng are good, treat her seriously." Shen Sandao said.
Snapped!
Chen Chuan slapped Liu Yongjun's face.
Liu Yongjun was drenched and slapped again. He seemed to be awake, staring at Chen Chuan and Li Xiuhui behind Chen Chuan with wide eyes.
"Representative Li Xiuhui? Representative Li help me!" Liu Yongjun knelt down and knelt in front of Li Xiuhui.
The representative is the position of the Korean company.
The chairman is equivalent to the chairman of the board, the president is equivalent to the general manager, the directors are equivalent to the manager, and the representative is the head of the department, and the power is quite large. There are ministers and small leaders like the head of the office.
Li Xiuhui looked cold, turning a deaf ear to Liu Yongjun.
Chen Chuan slapped Liu Yongjun, triggering the special effect of [the wicked still needs a good man to grind], so he took the opportunity to ask in Korean: "Yu Yongjun, do you know why I beat you?"
After asking, Chen Chuan turned on the phone to record.
Next, the other party will say something disdainful under the force of [the wicked still need a good man to grind].
Liu Yongjun opened his mouth and said, "Know, I know! Because I already have a fiancee, but when I see that Lu Qimeng is pretty, I seduce her and want to sleep with her. But after so many methods, she couldn't follow her. That woman is really green tea. Bitch, it's so nasty, but she doesn't go to bed. So, I plan to use Gwater on her in the bar tonight..."
"Rough Nima!" Shen Sandao slapped him and slapped Liu Yongjun's face fiercely, "I'm holding the girl in the palm of my hand. Are you going to use Ecstasy when you step on a horse? I can kill you!"
Shen Sandao grabbed the ashtray on the table and turned over.
!
The ashtray hit Liu Yongjun's head heavily.
It is reasonable to say that Shen Sandao could not understand Korean, but he understood the English word, so he shot out in anger. For a while, this word appeared in the Korean nightclub scandal.
Blood pouring from Liu Yongjun's forehead, he shook his body and fell to the floor.
Seeing the blood stains, Shen Sandao was also a little panicked. At this moment, is the hand too heavy?
Chen Chuan said: "Xiuhui, let someone send Liu Yongjun to the hospital. Then... send someone to warn him to stay away from Lu Qimeng in the future. Or, let him protect Lu Qimeng's safety. If something happens to Lu Qimeng, it is his responsibility."
"Understood, President Chen." Li Xiuhui took out her cell phone and called.
less than three minutes.
Three young people knocked on the door, came in, took the medicine box, and simply bandaged Liu Yongjun, then put them out, and cleaned the floor of the room before leaving.
Chen Chuan was sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette, looking at the pale Shen Sandao, and said, "Don't be nervous, it's nothing serious, it's just trauma. Also, what Liu Yongjun said just now...I will translate it for you. He said, cough. Lu Qimeng does a good job, and calls him her husband when she is emotional."
"Ah!" Shen Sandao squatted, clutching his chest, "Boss, don't tell me, it's so uncomfortable, really."
"Hahaha." Chen Chuan patted Shen Sandao on the shoulder, "lied to you, your Qimeng never slept with him. So he plans to use dirty methods."
"I don't believe it! Ooh." Shen Sandao cried.
Chen Chuan took out his mobile phone, played the video just now, then took out his mobile phone to open the voice translation software, and translated it to Shen Sandao.
Shen Sandao listened, his face looked better, and he suddenly smiled awkwardly: "Hey, I don't care actually, I was just acting to make the boss play."
"Whatever you... Do you want to go to the nightclub? Or take a break. As for the medical expenses for being beaten. Xiuhui, you ask Liu Yongjun." Chen Chuan said to Li Xiuhui in Korean in the second half.
"Understand, Chairman Chen, this matter must be handled for you." Li Xiuhui said.
Shen Sandao also lost the heart of going to the nightclub. He was not beaten lightly, sprayed with anti-inflammatory spray and lay on the bed.
Chen Chuan and Li Xiuhui left the room without disturbing him.
As for Li Xiuhui's Ande Office, why does it serve Chen Chuan so fully?
Chen Chuan thought about it carefully. In that pile of documents, there was an entrusted Ander firm to deal with the acquisition of [Ssangyong] documents, which mentioned that the commission was 10 million dollars.
System payment also paid a dollar.
And Chen Chuan knows that the system is giving more money, because even the due diligence fees of large companies are at most 1%.
Obviously, the system cost 10 million dollars to hire a "nanny" for myself in South Korea.
Pro or system pro.
Xixi in the world is all profitable. Ande's office is not small in scale, but he has to take care of himself, the owner. In addition, she is also the chairman of [Ssangyong Co., Ltd.], with a 680 billion won car company under her hand. Li Xiuhui definitely wants to maintain a good relationship. Plus I'm so handsome...
Chen Chuan and Li Xiuhui went downstairs at Four Seasons Hotel.
Li Xiuhui reported the matter of the two police officers again, saying that it had been handed over to the higher-level department.
The time is 12:30 in the middle of the night.
"It has kept you busy for most of the night. If you feel bad, go back to sleep." Chen Chuan said.
"Okay." Li Xiuhui smiled softly and took Chen Chuan's arm, "Go back to sleep. Let you sleep."
"I mean, sleep separately." Chen Chuan said.
"Okay, I will go to sleep afterwards." Li Xiuhui said.
Chen Chuan broke her hand and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not used to having too much contact with girls who have undergone plastic surgery."
Li Xiuhui was stunned for half a second, and then smiled as usual: "Understood, I'm sorry, President Chen, I'm too rude, then I will send you to your hotel?"
Chen Chuan nodded and got into her black modern car.
After ten minutes' drive.
The car stopped at the downstairs of the Signier Hotel where Chen Chuan was staying.
"Chairman, do you live on the 100th floor?" Li Xiuhui looked up at the tallest building in South Korea.
"Yes."
"Sure enough, it is a very high existence, and it is really not high. I am again sorry for offending you just now." Li Xiuhui said.
"No offense, but I spoke too straightforwardly. Thank you for sending me away." Chen Chuan said and opened the door.
looked back and watched Li Xiuhui watching him.
Chen Chuan also looked at this girl and said, "Since you are so beautiful, it's not too much to want a goodnight kiss, right?"
"Of course not too much!" Li Xiuhui smiled, leaning over, and gently kissed Chen Chuan on the cheek, from the cheek to the lips, "Good night, I will grow up."
Chen Chuan wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and said with a smile: "It's a bit disgusting."
"Ouba re-speak!" Li Xiuhui said coquettishly.
"Okay, it's pretty sweet." Chen Chuan said, got out of the car and waved.
The car drove away slowly.
Chen Chuan remembered that from the [health induction badge], this girl was 82 points before the facelift. According to the standards of Hupu Walking Street, 80 or more is a recognized beauty, for example Gao Yuanyuan is 80. Therefore, before the whole, she was considered a beautiful woman, and this kiss was not a loss.
went back to the room and slept.
I also slept peacefully during this sleep, and took out the [Linchuan Four Dreams] from the system space to accompany him. Anyway, I am riding this wooden sword as a girl, so I don't seem lonely anymore.
The next morning.
Chen Chuan got up to wash and ate breakfast.
Li Xiuhui's car parked downstairs.
got into the car downstairs and followed her straight to the Pyeongtaek factory.
[Ssangyong Motor] There are two major factories in South Korea, with tens of thousands of workers, and the main person in charge of the factory came to respond, the president, the director, and one representative.
Accompanied by several people, Chen Chuan watched the car production line.
"Chairman, the Pyeongtaek factory has a construction area of 870,000 square meters. The factory has comprehensive supporting facilities such as body, paint, assembly workshop, stamping workshop, car body distribution center, vehicle depot, warehouse and logistics. The current annual production capacity is 250,000. Around Taiwan, Korando is about 110,000." President Li introduced respectfully.
Chen Chuan has read these data before.
"These are the list of Ssangyong Motor's agents in President Chen's country. There are 110 agencies in the country. President, you have a look." President Li sent the list.
Chen Chuan flipped through it casually, he didn't care about these things, anyway, he was throwing his hand at the shopkeeper, no matter how much.
It's just that when I was flipping it, I saw "Shanghai Bian's Auto Trade Supermarket".
I thought of brother Bian Long and Bian Hu who used his car lights to illuminate his eyes at the entrance of the moKK nightclub some time ago.
Their home?
"This one, no cooperation." Chen Chuan pointed to Bian Shi.
"Understood! Do it now!" President Li immediately answered without asking why.
"By the way, if it has anything to do with it, add something to Bian Shi, understand?" Chen Chuan asked again. After all, people who offended the Shaolin abbot had been in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for a lifetime, let alone offended Chen Chuan.
"Understood, President!" President Li and the four others bowed together.
While watching the Pyeongtaek factory, Chen Chuan discovered that the factory has a lot of potential, it has everything it should, and it has its own things, and its positioning is accurate. It only produces suVs, not cars. Vehicles are exported all over the world, although the current recession, but a lean camel is bigger than a horse.
And, if there is a chance, you can move to China to build a factory.
Of course, if the system produces engine design drawings, it would be even cooler! At that time, you can put aside this brand and go it alone and develop a domestic engine with black technology.
Seeing the dark blue suVs lined up one after another, Chen Chuan felt a sense of satisfaction. He did not expect to have such a huge industrial factory one day.
At noon, we ate together in the cafeteria.
In the afternoon, I had an appointment with Seoul National University for an interview, so I didn't stay in the factory any more, so I took Li Xiuhui's car back.
If you don't want this [mysterious identity], that is, a teacher of the Seoul National University Academy of Fine Arts, then the Seoul trip is also over.
But Chen Chuan was fine anyway. At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, he arrived on the first floor of Seoul National University Art Museum.
As soon as I entered the hall, I saw a woman wearing a dark suit and short skirt standing there, talking with others.
She has a sweet smile and exudes an intellectual beauty. The charming long legs under the short skirt are particularly eye-catching.
I saw Chen Chuan. She stepped on high heels and walked quickly over and bowed: "Hello, Teacher Chen, please come inside."
Chen Chuan was slightly surprised.
"I'm your assistant Kim Yun-soo, Mani will not step on Kaminida" She put her hands between her thighs and bowed politely.
"I am the teacher?" Chen Chuan asked in Korean.
"Unless you voluntarily refuse. Dean Li is waiting for you in Room 102, and I will take you there." Jin Yunxiu said.
Under her guidance, Chen Chuan walked over.
entered Room 102 and saw a silver-white, a little chubby Dean Li Wenzhou.
After the two sides exchanged greetings, they went straight to the topic.
The so-called interview is to see the real Chen Chuan and to paint on site to prove that the masterpiece sent to the dean's mailbox is really Chen Chuan's painting.
Chen Chuan is familiar with this. Room 102 is also an oil painting room, so Miss Jin Yunxiu stood in front of him as a mannequin.
Let Dean Li Wenzhou go out temporarily.
Chen Chuan looked at the beautiful legs in front of him and drew it on drawing paper. He said without boasting that Xi Shijin's oil paintings are all-encompassing and have super-realistic skills.
Chen Chuan used super-realistic techniques to make this leg painting lifelike, just like the photo.
"It's a pair of beautiful legs." Chen Chuan praised as he painted.
Kim Yun-soo is admiring the teacher Chen who concentrates on painting Hearing the compliments, he noticed the eyes of Teacher Chen looking at her legs and smiled: "Thank you for the compliment."
"The short skirt makes it more beautiful." Chen Chuan said.
"That... the school didn't allow it. I used a shorter one before and was warned once." Jin Yunxiu smiled.
"Next time you wear shorter ones, I will paint for you again?" Chen Chuan said.
"Of course, I am honored to be a model of a master like you" Jin Yunxiu said.
"The proportions of the body are very good. Just pay attention to your beautiful legs. I just found that the upper body is exaggerated. Good car lights." Chen Chuan said.
"Car lights? What is that?" Kim Yunsu was puzzled.
"It's... the good figure a man dreams of." Chen Chuan said.
"Ah, a man dreams of? Shouldn't it be a woman?"
"I can only say that men and women want it. Men want some more." Chen Chuan said.
Kim Yoon-soo chuckled, "Maybe women want some more."
Chen Chuan was painting while chatting with the assistant teacher.
Sister Kim Yun-soo looks very cold on the surface, and her voice is a bit cold, but she smiles sweetly, and she has a natural face and pure eyes.
"Ah, with such a good figure, it's a pity that I can't paint the whole picture at a glance." Chen Chuan tried to say.
Kim Yun-soo's face turned red, but he lowered his head without answering.
In a sense, the consciousness of seeing the whole picture is stripped of the painting, and Kim Yun-su can still understand it.
For people who meet for the first time, this is really enough to make people blush.
Kim Yunsu lowered his head, not knowing how to answer. However, after this sentence, every inch of eyes that fell on her made her feel warm and hot.