At the entrance of the lounge, Chief Zhang was holding a bag of heavy black cowhide bags and walked into the relatively warm lounge with the cold wind. But the cold wind still roared into it, and the door didn't look like a tube at all.

The cold wind that whistled injected her bare right leg and the little girl who was waiting for the spray to evaporate was so cold that she shivered and got goosebumps all over her body.

He put the cowhide bag with a hint of steam in his hand on the empty table, looked up and greeted him: "I have someone bring the turtledove ramen and the Hoktooshan ramen that I brought to you from Shinjuku. Come and get it yourself."

Everyone looked at the lonely bag, but the number was not enough.

"Director, is there just one bag? Is there any behind?"

Indeed, there are about twenty people in this lounge, and there are a lot of neon people outside. But it is hard to say whether there are 5 small bags in the arms of Director Zhang.

"There are still there..." Zhang Shichang looked back at the door, but there was nothing except cold wind at the door. He was a little angry and muttered: "You can get lost after all these two idiots?"

But thinking about it, it’s only 20 minutes’ drive from Shinjuku, and these two guys can almost not tell the difference between the east, south, west and north. It’s not uncommon to wander around in this twisty venue.

He was about to turn around and go out to look for it, but as soon as he raised his feet, two men in black suits at the door followed him with several larger cowhide bags in their arms. Although it was cold winter, the two of them were sweating profusely. It seemed that the food in their arms was very warm and they were very anxious.

“So hot, so hot!”

The two of them exhale frantically in their mouths. Unlike Director Zhang, they each have two bags in their arms and must be tightly attached to their chests to maintain balance.

"We won't send it, we'll come here and pick it up by ourselves." Director Zhang looked at several big cowhide bags and greeted the surroundings: "We just arrived at Neon, so we still don't get used to it. So we may have to work hard today."

Everyone looked at each other and sighed in their hearts. Although they were wasting a lot of time, they were also feeling a little comfort in their hearts.

What's more, I heard that the turtledove and Hotou Mountain are very famous in Shinjuku. A bowl of ramen costs at least nearly 40,000 won. Everyone's itinerary is so busy and the price is so expensive. What's more, even if they have time, they don't necessarily have time to eat a bowl of noodles that is so expensive.

Then I can only take advantage of the light of the chief, so I will just let it go.

Everyone was feeling a little better. Smelling the fragrance of soup emitted by someone's cowhide bag, a trace of resentment in their hearts slowly suppressed.

"Director nim, thank you!"

"What are you grateful for? Zhien has been under great pressure during this period and is not in good condition. Please be more considerate. During this period, I will find a way to turn off a few notices for you and then go to Hokkaido for a walk."

"Gold price? Long live the director nim!"

Li Zhien's expression changed slightly. His desk director had no bad reviews for so many years, and it makes sense that there was no major problem within the team. She is really no match for buying people's hearts. She overshadowed the effect of her half-fake and half-real fall in just a few words. What's more, he arranged so many notices. How can he avoid any of them make these fools grateful?!!

Xiba!

What if I continue to buy this, what should I do if anyone around me is still standing on the side of the office director? Is there a reason for the office director to sell him? Will my team believe it? Can I put pressure on President Park? Director Zhang is very trusted by President Park, and Loen is SK's direct entertainment company. Lin Zhe asked about their family's situation now that they are in trouble with the Blue House, and no matter what, they can't put pressure on SK directly.

Lee Ji-en narrowed his eyes slightly. He looked at the two new faces with completely different temperaments standing there without realizing it, and had a bit of an ominous premonition in his heart.

One tall and the other is short, both of them are on their backs. It seems that humans and animals are harmless, but she can see the bulging muscles under the suit when she is carrying takeaway.

She asked her agent Squirrel who was staying beside her, "Did those two follow us?"

"It is the company's newly hired security." Squirrel was stunned and replied softly: "The company said that if you are in a foreign country, you need more security. It will be insufficient to rely on our own agents to take charge of your security."

"Why don't I know..."

The squirrel had goose bumps in his heart, and there was something wrong with his eyes looking at the two new security guards.

"The director said...you don't need to worry about everything."

"Is it just responsible for my itinerary security?"

"It should be like this."

Ah, that's really. Have you started to install new people?

Looking at the two guys in the distance with a little different gaze than normal people, Li Zhien had no confidence in his heart.

Director Zhang, who was beside the crowd, seemed to notice the injury on a certain leg and walked slowly over. He patted the squirrel's shoulder and said, "You go and eat something. I've been rehearsing here for a day. I don't think you've eaten anything."

The squirrel did not answer directly, but looked at Li Zhien beside him and found that the other party's face was light and he seemed to care about nothing.

It seems that Zhien seems to be far less simple than it seems.

He bowed to Chief Zhang and walked away.

"Does it still hurt?" Chief Zhang hugged his arms, watched the squirrel walk into the crowd, shook his head and smiled slightly. He swept the black wound on his knees and the expressions of some people.

Her knees were obviously black and even a bit bloody big piece was injured. But she seemed to be as harmless as before.

"Don't worry, the director of the office nim, I always regard him as the most important thing in Neon's debut."

"If some places think it's too difficult for you. It can completely reduce the difficulty. As long as you take the initiative to talk to us, we will never understand you if you don't say it." Director Zhang said softly: "You just made me tired, and I will tell you a good thing to the director."

Lee Ji-eun's vision was not at all about Director Zhang, but in the most lively place in the entire lounge.

She suddenly felt as if she was in Piazza San Marco in Venice, Italy. In the distance, pigeons were frantically clustering together, eating feed that people could sprinkle casually. Some of them were even attracted by the attention of new birds because of the wanton sprinkling of feed.

She suddenly smiled, which was a clever smile. This surprised Director Zhang a little.

"I will try flesh-colored cotton pantyhose tomorrow. Although it is a bit thick and it will be a bit inconvenient to jump, but outsiders can't see it."

“Do you need to change all the dances to be a cappella in a chair?”

Lee Ji-eun smiled and shook his head: "The dancers and dancers have been working with me for a long time, what if they are cancelled."

"If it still doesn't work later, it will be uncomfortable again."

"Ani, I still sing and dance my own songs, and I still sing with Japanese songs standing or holding a guitar. As long as I can see the telescope."

"Did the director agree?"

"I'll try the dance ahead later, everything will go smoothly."

This girl...no, or woman. Since she had communicated with Lin Zhexun, she has become less controllable and controlled.

Director Zhang turned his head and looked deeply at the girl he was watching, and his hands were slightly clenched in his down jacket pocket.

"Just be confident."
Chapter completed!