Although she didn't know what Zhang Zhengxun's skills were, she was one of the women who had followed him for the longest time.
Han Jiaren knew more or less about Zhang Zhengxun's magic.
However, even among those she knew, she didn't think anyone could hurt the man in front of her.
At least from her perspective, it seemed that those so-called "masters" of level six and level seven Taekwondo were no match for her men.
This is a gut feeling.
Women's intuition.
"It's nothing, I just touched my hand accidentally."
Zhang Zhengxun didn't say much.
After all, it wasn't a big deal.
But obviously, Han Jiaren was very dissatisfied with Zhang Zhengxun's answer.
It wasn't until she asked several questions that she finally told the truth.
"Hmph, another one."
Regarding Zhang Zhengxun's answer, Han Jiaren made the following judgment.
"Ah."
However, before she could get jealous, Zhang Zhengxun had already picked her up and strode towards the bedroom.
With a "touch" sound, the bedroom door was slammed shut.
I could faintly hear the conversation between the two.
"Your hands are injured and you are still not being honest."
"So you're up there."
"Don't be so quick if you hate it."
Then, the room heard the gasps of men and women and the constant sound of the bed swaying.
The next day, Zhang Zhengxun, who felt refreshed, started a new day's work after eating the loving breakfast prepared by Han Jiaren.
In the meantime, of course, the song "gee" that created the Korean record was handed over to Lee Soo Man.
It is worth mentioning that it was no one else who came to pick up the songs.
Today's president is also a man who wants to completely weaken Lee Soo Man's control over the company, Kim Young Min.
Although it is strange why Kim Young-min came in person.
But Zhang Zhengxun didn't care.
After all, the whole S really cares about only a few people.
After chatting for a few words without being arrogant, Zhang Zhengxun issued an eviction order due to his busy work schedule.
Ignoring Kim Young-min, who turned gloomy and left, Yoo In-na, who had been waiting on her side, asked softly: "Is it okay to offend President Kim?"
Although I have been dz's secretary for a long time.
But facing the existence that she could only look up to that day and shriveled in front of her eyes, Yoo In Na still felt incredible.
Waved.
Let Liu Inna sit in his arms.
Playing with Secretary Liu's plumpness, Zhang Zhengxun said with a smile: "To be honest, as for the senior management of S, except for one Li Xiuman, I don't take it seriously.
He, Kim Young-min, wants to seize power, haha, unless Li Xiuman is not in the company."
With a sneer, she said such a puzzling statement, at least Yoo In Na fainted.
As the founder of S and a long-time president, how could he not be in the company?
However, Yoo In Na, who was being kissed dizzy by Jang Jung Hoon at this time, did not know that at the end of September six years later, that is, the last week of September, at the most critical time in a high-level game of S.
Li Xiuman's wife passed away at that time.
Li Xiuman, who was already exhausted mentally and physically, did not show up at the company.
Coupled with the almost tacit censorship of S's top management, "Girls' Generation", which was already at its peak and firmly at the top of all Korean girl groups, was instantly torn apart.
And it’s not just the fans’ hearts that are hurt, but the soul of the entire group.
That day that really existed like a nightmare, that really sad day, is the eternal pain in every one's heart.
Unlike the Black Sea we just experienced, and the gradual decline in popularity of Girls' Generation, during that period, all the SONES seemed to be living in a dream.
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The good things in my memory, the seventh anniversary of my debut that I had just celebrated, the past, everything, all suddenly disappeared during that period of time.
It's like someone stabbed me hard in the heart That knife was so cruel So cruel that almost all of the male fans who had been losing out due to the gradual change in Girls' Generation style left.
For a girl group, the ratio of men to women among its fans is as high as 2:8 Maybe some people will laugh it off, maybe some people will say this is normal, but is it really so?
They are just idols, they are just little idols.
Even though they are called the "National Heavenly Group", even though they are called the "No. 1 Girl Group", they are still just little idols.
In South Korea, the status of idols is far inferior to that of other types of artists of the same level.
This is the truth, and it is also a helpless fact There is no need to discuss right or wrong anymore.
Success or failure, the days are still long, and the momentary gains and losses are only temporary.
Although they are close to standing, the days are still long for each of them.
As long as they can If you calm down and study hard, it may not be impossible to become a real singer.
Just when Zhang Zhengxun was planning to have a "friendly match", a cell phone ringtone suddenly rang, finally interrupting the entanglement between the two.
Reluctantly, she took her palm out of Yoo In Na's skirt and pressed the hands-free button on her phone.
"Hey, is this Zhang Zhengxunxi?
I'm Baek Jiyoung.
Are you free now?"
"Hey" their movements froze, Jang Jung Hoon and Yoo In Na looked at each other, and then they picked up the phone under Yoo In Na's urging.
"Hey Baek Ji-young xi, I'm Zhang Zhengxun, I have time now.
What is this?"
"I need your help with something."
After a slight pause, Zhang Zhengxun replied: "Okay, where will I pick you up?"
"I'm in a barbecue restaurant next to your company now.
I'll wait for you here."
Then, he told Zhang Zhengxun the address.
"I wonder why she is looking for me."
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Zhengxun was confused.
Although he had met her once a long time ago, at that time, on the one hand, his memory had not recovered, and on the other hand, he only sympathized with her.
But with such an almost unfamiliar relationship, how could Bai Zhiying find her?
Just when Zhang Zhengxun was puzzled, his cell phone rang again.
Pick it up and take a look.
It turned out to be Mr.
Jiang There was a movement in my heart, and I seemed to have vaguely grasped the clue.
Sure enough, when Zhang Zhengxun answered the phone, Mr.
Jiang's voice sounded: "Zhengxun, it's me.
Did you just receive Bai Zhiying's invitation?"
"Teacher, this is" "That's it" organizes the language.
Mr.
Jiang said something that made Zhang Zhengxun depressed.
"Anyway, that's it.
She came to me to invite me to sing, and I introduced you to her.
As for the conditions, you try to take care of her.
After all, her life has not been very good recently."
"Why" "Eh" "Teacher, I mean.
Why do you want to help her?
Are you and her?"
"Go away, old man, are you that kind of person?
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Do you know that this is pity?
You don't know what she was like back then?"
"I know.
Teacher" "Yes, you know you brat, why don't you help your conscience and let the dog eat it?"
Mr.
Jiang scolded angrily.
Smiling bitterly and glaring fiercely at Inna who was snickering at the side, Zhang Zhengxun asked helplessly: "Teacher, you also know that I have to be busy with Shengyan and the others recently."
"Go away, I don't know that you just want to be lazy.
Don't you have ready-made songs?
I think your song is pretty good."
"It's like being shot," Zhang Zhengxun reacted and asked angrily: "How do you know that song?"
"Ahem, I saw that by chance in your office a few days ago."
"My office, teacher," he hurried to the safe nearby, entered the password and opened it.
Zhang Zhengxun was about to go crazy.
"Teacher, you actually stole my tea leaves" "How can Athena be considered stealing?
It's just that he took it right."
"Teacher," Zhang Zhengxun really couldn't complain anymore.
"No, I remember I changed my password.
Teacher, how did you know?"
Unintentionally, a figure tiptoeing about to leave caught Zhang Zhengxun's attention.
Now.
Then do you still know what is going on?
"Oh Yoo In Na, you are dead, my poor tea leaves, stop here."
Listening to the shouting from the other end of the phone, Mr.
Jiang hung up the phone silently.
A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist.
This is not what the old man said, but my apprentice guessed it himself "Ah, Secretary Liu, may the Lord bless you" made people laugh or cry.
Mr.
Jiang clearly said "Lord", but he clasped his hands together and saluted.
It was simply nondescript.
In fact, Mr.
Jiang himself is an atheist.
When Zhang Zhengxun came out of the office refreshed, it was already an hour and a half later.
If it weren't for the fact that Bai Zhiying had to wait too long, Zhang Zhengxun would have wished to play a few more "friendly matches."
This stinky girl Actually united with outsiders If you don't fight for a day, you'll have to go to the house to uncover the tiles Of course, even though he had just "taught" the naughty Secretary Liu, Zhang Zhengxun still thoughtfully locked the door of the office.
After all, he didn't want people to see the fierce "battlefield" in the office.
Yoo In Na, who was slumped on the sofa, finally had some strength to sit up.
She looked at the messy office with a look of tears on her face.
"I hate that I wouldn't have listened to the old man if I had known it earlier.
Oh my waist."
Just when the unlucky Secretary Liu started to tidy up the office after the break, Zhang Zhengxun had already appeared in front of Bai Zhiying.
Just like the last time we met, no, even more haggard than before, Baek Zhiying made Zhang Zhengxun's original intention to show off her mood disappear without a trace.
While lamenting that his "bad habits" could never be corrected, Zhang Zhengxun sat across from Baek Jiying and unceremoniously picked up the knife and fork.
Although it was just a small "battle", the physical exertion was still huge.
Although I had eaten something in the morning, it had been completely digested this morning and the fierce "battle" just now.
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