The water glass was smashed angrily to the floor with a "bang" sound, which immediately startled everyone in the beauty salon. The manager hurried in to see why the young lady suddenly lost her temper.
"Yizhenxi, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with what they did?" The manager lowered his face and glanced at the surrounding stylists and assistants. They were so frightened that they quickly bowed and apologized, even though none of them knew what happened.
"Oppa, it's none of their business, it's my problem, Miane." Son Ye-jin suppressed the anger in her heart and forced a smile to explain.
After hearing this, the agent felt relieved, and then he bowed and apologized to the people around him for making such random accusations.
However, when he wanted to say a few words to Son Ye-jin again, he found that the other party had already put on his headphones and continued to watch the video on his mobile phone. Seeing this, the manager had to scratch his head and turn around to leave.
"Xiao Jing, how will you deal with it?" Son Ye-jin looked at Zhou Jing in the video and felt anxious.
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"Oh, oh, this reporter is too bad. How can Obama hate South Korea? His father is a South Korean."
"Be quiet, little dwarf. You know the use but others don't know. Don't forget that Oppa and Doudin haven't made it public yet."
"Ah, Damn Shungui, I'm obviously taller than you, why do you call me a dwarf?"
"Ha, I can't beat you by lying high."
"Okay, if you're cruel, do you think Oppa will say the wrong thing this time?"
"Taeyeon, you don't have confidence in him? You deserve it, you can't compete with Douding."
"Nai, Mo? Damn Shungui, what are you talking about? I have no idea about him at all."
"Jinjia? Then you were talking in your sleep yesterday and kept shouting that you wanted to have sex with him. I heard it all."
"Impossible, I was clearly dreaming about...ah, you actually lied to me."
"Haha... I'm just teasing you, but having said that, you must not like him. That would be bad for both you and him."
"No, no, no, tell me important things three times, I absolutely don't."
"Well, Taeyeon, I remember that you learned this from him."
"Tired? I'll fight you."
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The laptop on the desk in the bedroom was playing the video of the interview. Xu Xian sat alone at the table with his chin in one hand and looked at the screen quietly without any expression on his face.
"Well... what should I do if it were me?" Xu Xian was thinking about her response strategy in her mind. At this moment, she seemed to have returned to the interview scene at the dps company.
At this time, the door was gently pushed open, and Kim Young-ji walked in with a glass of soy milk. She was stunned for a moment when she saw the picture in the video, and then calmly placed the soy milk in front of Xu Xian.
"Xiao Xian, why don't you drink some soy milk to supplement your nutrition during the activity period? By the way, what are you looking at?"
"Thank you, Mom. I was watching Oppa's interview video, and it seemed like he was being made difficult by reporters." Xu Xian took the soy milk and said calmly.
This reaction made Jin Yingzhi a little curious. She knew exactly what was going on with her daughter, but why didn't she show the slightest bit of nervousness or worry.
"Mom, do you think I should be worried about Oppa at this time?" Xu Xian suddenly raised his head and asked after seeing his mother's doubts.
"Gui, this question is very unfriendly to Xiao Jing, and so is the reporter." Jin Yingzhi nodded subconsciously, perhaps in her heart she already regarded Zhou Jing as her own child.
Facing the worried look on his mother's face, Xu Xian inadvertently broke out with a touching smile, "Don't worry, Mom, he can handle it. I have confidence in him, just with his mouth..."
I don't know if it reminded me of a certain scene. A blush crept onto her cheeks as Xu Xian spoke. She turned her head and continued to look at the laptop, with a strange look in her bright eyes.
However, Jin Yingzhi saw it and sighed secretly, "Oh, if I had known this, why did I have to be so unjust in the first place?"
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"Yuan Shuo, Yuan Shuo, why didn't you answer me when I asked you? You held a mobile phone from the moment you entered the door. You are just like those two kids." Li Jingshu poked her head out of the kitchen and looked a little angry.
"Ah? I've been on a plane for more than ten hours, and you can't let me take a break, really." A middle-aged man with the same inverted eyebrows on the sofa muttered dissatisfied.
"Then why don't you go to bed to get rid of the jet lag? Why are you holding your phone and watching something so exciting?" Li Jingshu was very puzzled by her husband's performance.
"Wait a minute, I'm watching Wuli's son-in-law's interview. Hehe, that girl Xiujing is also here." Zheng Yuanshuo shook his head and got excited because he found it very interesting. It seemed that the reporters hadn't realized that there was actually a couple standing in front of them.
Couple, hey hey...
"What kind of son-in-law? I don't recognize him." Li Jingshu walked to her husband and became increasingly unhappy, "Zheng Yuanshuo, don't forget why I asked you to come."
"Jingshu, I thought about it carefully on the plane. Xiujing is an adult and has her own ideas. It's not appropriate for us parents to get involved like this." Zheng Yuanshuo obviously did not agree with his wife's opinion.
"An's right, that's our Douding. Don't you also want her to live a happy and safe life? Let me tell you, this matter is non-negotiable."
"Hey Yigu, I still have Douding. That kid is now taller than Xiuyan. Besides, if you ask me to talk to him, how should we talk? I'm a lawyer, so I can't fight with him."
"Fight? Forget it. You thought it was from boxing in the past. Besides, Xiujing said he was a scout, so you may not be able to beat him."
"Then let's not get married. If you ask me to say that this kid looks quite pleasing to the eye, why not..."
"Shut up!"
Zheng Yuanshuo looked at his wife in shock, and saw that Li Jingshu was uncharacteristically paying attention to the interview video. It seemed that she wanted to know what Zhou Jing's answer was more than the reporter.
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Zheng Zhixun and Crystal looked at each other. They both noticed that Zhou Jing's eyes showed murderous intent for a moment. This feeling was very familiar. They recalled that they had seen it with their own eyes in the DPS conference room.
In fact, not only Zheng Zhixun and Crystal, but also several reporters sitting in the front row noticed the flash of cold light. Just when they thought Zhou Jing would be furious and involuntarily raised their cameras and pointed them at him, Zhou Jing smiled unexpectedly.
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"Haha, this reporter friend, it turns out that you ask questions and write reports based on hearsay and hearsay, and there are people from the outside world. It's really ridiculous."
"Zhou Jingxi, such rumors do exist, so I want to ask you for confirmation."
"There is a mixed bag of opinions on the Internet. If any dog or cat says something, I will respond. Haha, you have nothing to do, but I have something serious to do."
"Revealing the truth is also my business, Zhou Jingxi, you are a public figure and have an obligation to explain to the public."
"Oh? Who told you that I have this obligation?"
This guy was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that Zhou Jing seemed to... really had no such obligation. Maybe because he usually faced artists, this guy subconsciously ignored Zhou Jing's identity.
What is Zhou Jing's identity? According to the classification of South Korean society, he should be classified as a chaebol. So this old man started to sweat from behind. After all, South Koreans' fear of chaebols is engraved in their bones.
Reporters from several major media outlets looked at him with gloating eyes, and at the same time cursed this unlucky guy for not having eyesight. He was really risking his life just to win his eyeballs.
As industry leaders, they don't know how popular this news can be? But why do they try to avoid similar questions when asking questions? Isn't it because they are concerned about Zhou Jing's identity?
I have never heard of a small media company like this. One phone call to the Cultural Industry Bureau can shut down your business in half a day. I really don’t know how to write the word “death”.
The man's stunned look was visible to the whole view. According to his past habits, he would probably lift it up high and put it down gently, but today he thought he could tell the media reporters something about this topic.
"Since the topic has come to this, I just have a few words from the bottom of my heart, and I hope to encourage everyone together." Zhou Jing stood up from his chair and said in a very sincere tone,
"In recent years, exchanges between China and South Korea have become increasingly frequent, both in the economic and cultural fields. However, discordant voices appear from time to time among the people. I'm afraid everyone here is aware of the reasons behind this."
"No matter which country there are, there will be irrational remarks on the Internet, but as a media person, should we stand on the height of friendship between the two countries and make correct guidance, instead of fanning the flames, adding fuel to the fire, and then using a magnifying glass to find others?
The shortcomings are that such a layout is a bit too small.”
"So I hope that everyone can work together to promote friendly exchanges between the two countries. I believe this is the right direction for the benefit of the two peoples."
Having said this, most reporters blushed. To be honest, the South Korean media has always been unfriendly to China for a long time. It has only improved slightly in the past few years. Who among them has not written a few negative reports about China.
Therefore, Zhou Jing's words left them speechless. However, after seeing the reactions of his colleagues, the unlucky guy actually thought that an opportunity had come. Perhaps he felt that only by arousing everyone's resonance could he cause a mass attack on Zhou Jing.
"Zhou Jingxi, are you teaching us how to be reporters?"
As soon as this statement came out, reporters all turned their attention to Zhou Jing. However, to the disappointment of the unlucky guy, Zhou Jing replied without hesitation:
"Of course not. I have always respected professionalism. This is just my personal expectation, but it may have another special meaning for you."
"What's the meaning?"
"It's very simple. I can't teach you how to be a good reporter, but I can tell you how to be a human being, so... please be a human being, please."