"It's Wenqian's business..." Zhou Jing smiled bitterly, shook his head, and told Crystal about Zhou Wenqian's business.
"Oh, then Oppa, please go back and wait for her. I'm going home too." After hearing this, Shuijing began to look a little anxious and kept urging Zhou Jing.
"It's so late. I'm not worried about you going back alone. Let's do this. I'll take you home first and then go back and wait for the girl." Zhou Jing thought for a while and felt that it was not appropriate to let Shushu go home alone.
"Don't worry, Oppa, I asked my assistant to pick me up. She was the one who sent me here just now." Crystal smiled and explained to Zhou Jing that she wouldn't dare to let her go home alone at such a late hour.
"That's okay, let's go and tell Xiao Su and the others and then leave." Zhou Jing only gave Zhou Wenqian half an hour. If he went back after delivering the crystals, it would be too late. This is the best way to deal with it now.
Okay, but he continued to say to Crystal, "But wait a while and I'll see you get in the car before leaving, otherwise I will be worried."
"Thank you Oppa." Crystal walked toward the door with Zhou Jing beside her, unable to hide the smile in the corners of her eyes.
A commercial car stopped in front of Zhou Jing and Jing Jing. Jing Jing walked to the car and opened the side door but did not get in. After thinking about it, she turned around and walked to Zhou Jing, raised her head and looked at him and said:
"Oppa, don't be too aggressive towards Wen Qian. You'll scare her. If you have anything to say, please say it, okay?"
Crystal had seen how Zhou Jing was angry. Just now she was standing there listening to him on the phone. His tone easily reminded her of the scene in the conference room that day, so in the end she couldn't help but want to replace Zhou Wenqian.
Ask for a favor.
"Arasso, don't worry. I know what I know. Send me a message when you get home." Zhou Jing looked at the crystal and nodded in agreement, but he was thinking in his heart that this crystal pet fan is really boundless, but
He was a little touched that she cared so much about Wen Qian. Who said she was an iceberg princess? She was obviously very warm.
"Goodbye, Oppa..." After saying this, Shuijing turned around and got into the car.
Zhou Jing watched the business car drive away quickly. When it reached the intersection, it turned a corner and disappeared from his sight. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it and took a puff, then strode towards his apartment.
Went back.
In the business car, Crystal looked back at the surrounding scenery under the street lights. She didn't turn around until he could no longer see his figure and closed her eyes to take a nap. But even if she closed her eyes, she still couldn't hide the smile on her face.
meaning.
The assistant Ernie who was driving looked at Crystal through the rearview mirror and sighed softly. She was familiar with the girl's expression, but she didn't want to say anything more. After all, she was Crystal's personal assistant, not the company.
staff, so these things have nothing to do with her.
"Wen Qian, aren't you scared? You were crying so hard just now." Pei Xiuzhi, who was also driving, asked confusedly as she looked at Zhou Wenqian, who was in the co-pilot's seat.
"Arnie, Suzy Unnie, that's a basic operation. If I didn't do this, my uncle wouldn't be so easy to talk to." Zhou Wenqian replied nonchalantly while playing with her mobile phone.
"By the way, are you really not considering debuting as an artist? Your conditions are really good." Xiuzhi still wanted to persuade Zhou Wenqian, because she really felt that Zhou Wenqian was suitable for debuting.
"Forget it, Unnie, you don't have to say it anymore, my family won't agree, and besides, I don't want to be followed by a bunch of reporters when I go out." Zhou Wenqian put down her phone and said to Xiuzhi seriously.
"Mora? You have been on trending searches before but no reporter came to interview you?" Suzy suddenly thought of a very important question. She didn't believe that the tabloid reporters in South Korea would be so honest. According to common sense, there should have been reporters long ago.
I found their uncle and nephew.
"No, there are no reporters looking for me, otherwise I can be so comfortable following Zhiyan and Unnie everywhere." Zhou Wenqian thought it was normal that no reporters were looking for her. After all, Zhou Jing and she are not public figures.
Maybe I still don’t know their true identities.
Pei Xiuzhi shook her head. She felt a little incredible about this matter. As an artist, she clearly knew the pervasive ability of gossip reporters. If she didn't deliberately conceal it, it would be difficult to escape the search of reporters or netizens.
So there's something a little weird here.
"Unnie, we're here, stop the car." Zhiyan's home is also in Cheongdam-dong, not far from Zhou Jing's community, and it's only less than ten minutes away by normal driving.
Xiuzhi slowly parked the car on the side of the road. At this time, she noticed a tall and straight figure standing motionless under the street light on the side of the road.
"Thank you, Ernie, for sending me back. Goodbye." After Zhou Wenqian said that, she opened the door and got out of the car, and walked quickly towards the figure.
Zhou Jing looked at the silver Porsche 911 parked in front of him. He didn't think much about it at first. It wasn't until he saw Zhou Wenqian getting out of the car that he realized that this was the car that took her back. It seemed that this little dragon man was still a
The second generation of rich people.
This made him even more intolerable. To be honest, Zhou Jing didn't have a good impression of South Korea's rich second generation. Maybe Kim Zhiyuan was involved in this. Now it was about Zhou Wenqian, so he decided to have a good talk with Xiaolongren.
Talk.
When Xiuzhi saw Zhou Wenqian get out of the car and was about to leave, she found that the figure was already standing in front of her car. Under the illumination of the car lights, she finally saw the figure's face clearly. Isn't it that Director Zhou?
It's just that he didn't have the sly smile on his face, but a cold expression as he waved for her to get out of the car.
This made Suzy feel a little confused, but she still turned off the engine, opened the door and got out of the car. Maybe she wanted to get to know the Agassi that Jiyeon talked about, and the Director Zhou that Jiyun talked about.
Zhou Jing looked at the tall beauty walking towards him, and he was even more sure that she was a rich second generation, because her dress and temperament were very consistent with his imagination of a rich second generation.
"Anihasay, we finally meet, I'm Zhou Jing." Zhou Jing leaned forward slightly and said to Xiuzhi.
"Mo? Anihasay, Zhou Jingxi, I am Pei Xiuzhi." Xiuzhi felt a little confused. Listening to his statement, it seemed that they had been in contact before, but this was the first time she had met him.
There has been no contact at all.
Pei Xiuzhi? This is Xiaolongren's real name, Zhou Jing thought secretly, but it doesn't matter, this name will end with him from now on.
"Xi Pei Xiuzhi, thank you very much for taking care of Wen Qian during this time, but there are a few things I want to talk to you in person." Zhou Jing said to Xiuzhi expressionlessly.
Suzy originally thought that Zhou Jing's attitude would change when he heard her name. After all, he was not a person who knew nothing about K-pop. Unexpectedly, his face in front of him became colder and his eyes became more and more intense.
became sharper.
"Uncle, you..." Zhou Wenqian understood that her uncle might have misunderstood, and hurriedly wanted to explain to him.
"Shut up, go and stand aside and don't talk." Zhou Jing interrupted Zhou Wenqian and did not let her continue.