Chapter 59: Make a Kimchi Stir-fried Pork Belly for the President
Ever since he was mocked by senior Ji-yong for calling Ye-eun "noona" in the company, Jang Hyun-seung has never called Ye-eun "sister" again.
However, because of their first day together, he still has a sense of dependence on Ye-eun, who is younger than him.
Yien sighed regretfully. Actually, even if she is younger, she can still call her sister. She smiled and glanced at Jang Hyun-seung, "Call me Noon and I'll teach you."
Zhang Xiansheng's face turned red. He didn't understand why she liked to be his elder sister even though she was younger than him. "No..."
"Hey." Ye Eun pretended to turn around and leave, shaking her head and sighing, "Forget it, just observe it yourself. Oh my god, it must be awkward to live in a dormitory with no one to talk to, hey..."
"Nu...Nu Na!" Zhang Xiansheng pulled her clothes and glanced around, making sure no one was paying attention before speaking softly, "Is it okay?"
Ye Eun smiled proudly, "Okay, okay, I'll teach you."
The two of them squatted in the corner. She spoke one sentence and Zhang Xiansheng took notes one by one, looking like a well-behaved student in class.
"As for Ji-yong, although he's a hip-hop guy, he actually likes watching TV dramas, like this year's "Sorry, I Love You" and "Full House". You should talk to him about these." Ye-eun knew all of Kwon Ji-yong's hobbies without even thinking. "Then, talk to him about some insignificant gossip. Of course, if there's anything you want to spread but don't want to say, just tell him."
Zhang Xiansheng nodded vigorously while writing. When he heard this, he looked up blankly and exclaimed "Ah".
"Really? I'm sure you'll hear it all over the place the next day," Ye-eun looked at him confidently, "so don't tell him your secrets."
"As for Yongbae Oppa, he's not as fierce as he looks. He doesn't talk to you because you don't take the initiative, and he's also shy. But he's more thoughtful, so sometimes he has to be careful with his words."
Yi-eun recalled a time when Dong Young-bae didn't smile for two days after the teacher pointed out his problem in class, and she sighed in her heart.
He also told himself that it felt like everyone around him was a genius, and he was just an ordinary person, and he felt uncomfortable every time he thought of this.
However, in fact, Yongbae Oppa always ranks first in the total score of every assessment.
Ye-eun propped her chin up and said, "But they are all easy to get along with, especially Ji-ryong."
After a lot of rambling, Zhang Xiansheng's notebook was filled with notes on how to get along with the two of them. Seeing him writing obediently with his head down, Ye-eun propped up her chin and sighed, "Your obedient personality is what he likes the most."
After all, Zhilong is actually a person with a bit of domineering character.
Zhang Xiansheng glanced at Yien and muttered, "But you are not obedient either?"
Even though he had just arrived, Jang Hyun-seung had already heard about the various "love-hate" stories between Ye-eun and the president.
Not long after, he witnessed a scene that everyone in the company still talked about many years later.
In August 2004, after the family concert in Seoul, Yang Hyun Suk took everyone to a barbecue restaurant near the company for dinner.
The owner of the barbecue restaurant is a kind-looking uncle with a beautiful daughter. Through his daughter's daily chatter, he also got to know several YG artists.
Seeing the YG president coming in with a group of people, he hurriedly helped everyone sit down. The not-so-big barbecue restaurant suddenly became bustling.
The artists and the president sat at the largest table, while the trainees pushed several tables nearby together and sat together in groups.
The trainees naturally had no right to order food, but everyone couldn't hide their excitement when they saw the president holding the menu and ordering in a generous manner.
"I'm a little touched that you came to eat barbecue. I haven't eaten grilled pork belly in a long time." Kwon Ji-yong leaned close to Ye-eun and whispered.
Ever since Ye-eun started living in the dormitory, their mom could only come once or twice a month to prepare food for them and put it in the refrigerator. Even though they had enough money for them to come and have barbecue occasionally, they had money but little time.
Especially after their photos became popular, the company gave them various opportunities to appear at their seniors' concerts.
It’s a bit proud to say that the two of them actually have fans who buy tickets for their predecessors.
Yien lay on the table, staring at the president without blinking.
Singing and dancing at the family concert had already consumed a lot of energy, and now the aroma of barbecue in the store made me feel even more hungry.
"The president seems to have ordered a lot." Ye-eun watched Yang Hyun-suk finally return the menu, turned with squinted eyes and said to Kwon Ji-yong who was also starving.
The other trainees also laughed. It was like a family dinner, so happy.
However, when the barbecue came, everyone was stunned.
Ye-eun looked at the pile of barbecue on the president's table, then looked at the few plates of meat on their table, and compared the portions on the staff's table. The president's table had the most people, and there were quite a few from the staff as well. But here, the people next to them had probably finished their meal before they had even finished much.
Very good, a president who even follows the hierarchy when eating.
She was a little angry. Wouldn't it be enough for each of them to fill their stomachs if they shared the meat on the table of seven or eight growing trainees?
Seeing Ye Eun with her arms folded across her chest and looking angry, Jang Hyun-seung nervously picked up the tongs and took on the task of grilling the meat.
In fact, pork belly tastes better when it is thick, but the portion was too small, and they had to share it among several people, so they could only cut it into thin slices. When a piece was placed on the baking tray, it was cooked before much oil came out.
Kwon Ji-yong picked up two slices and put them in Yi-eun's bowl, and just put them into the prepared sauce. There was no need to turn them over, the sauce had already soaked the whole slice.
He held the piece of meat in front of Ye-eun's mouth and comforted her gently, "Okay, don't be angry. Next time, we can just go out secretly to eat it by ourselves."
The other trainees at the same table had just swallowed the meat in their mouths and hadn't felt the taste yet, but this sentence made them feel even more uncomfortable.
Dong Young-bae sighed and brought over another plate of pork belly. As usual, a strip of meat was cut into just enough portions for them to share. "After finishing this portion, there are still six plates left! Each person can have eight slices of meat!"
The words were meant to comfort everyone, but they made everyone feel even worse.
The seniors behind them were chatting and laughing, the sound of clinking glasses and the sound of the pork belly sizzling on the grill pan, but they all sighed collectively, because their meat had to be cut so thin that it hardly sizzled, and there was only enough for them to share.
Zhang Xiansheng put the meat in his mouth, carefully feeling the aroma of the meat, and chewed it for a long time before swallowing it. He started the next round of barbecue. In the place where the table was full of trainees, he spoke even more quietly, "Bite slowly, so that the taste will stay in your mouth longer..."
And the more you chew, the fuller you will feel.
The other tables seemed to have just started to get into the game, but the battle on their side had already ended.
Yien was bored and put the sauce on an empty baking tray, rubbing a little oil from the pork belly to make the kimchi in the sauce fragrant.
The smell made them even hungrier.
They all turned their heads eagerly to look at the president, but were afraid of being discovered, so they quickly turned back cautiously.
Quan Zhilong rested his chin on the table, watching the president finish one plate after another, and whispered, "The president and his friends look like they are having a buffet."
Yeen narrowed her eyes and added various seasonings on the table into the stir-fry sauce. The originally fragrant sauce immediately began to emit a strange smell.
Quan Zhilong sniffed and looked at the sauce that had been roasted for too long and had begun to change color...
Are you so hungry that you want to eat like this? He was shocked, "Ye'en, do you remember what I told you before?"
Ye-eun nodded and put the sauce in the bowl with a serious face, "Remember, don't worry, I won't eat it."
Ye Eun, who had not believed what Kwon Ji-yong said before and had secretly tried to cook instant noodles, had already discovered her true nature as a kitchen killer.
"I prepared it for the president." She picked up the bowl and stood up, striding forward under the horrified gazes of Kwon Ji-ryong and Dong Young-bae.
Quan Zhilong blinked, looked at the horrified Dong Yongpei, clapped his hands, and a look of sudden enlightenment appeared on his face, "No wonder Yi Eun didn't say anything when you ate beef jerky in front of her once before. I thought she didn't notice."
Dong Young-bae was shocked, "No, isn't that the point? Ye-eun wouldn't murder the president just for a few plates of meat, right?"
Zhang Xiansheng, who was listening carefully, twitched his lips. But, senior, even though you said that... you didn't mean to stop it!
Yang Hyun Suk noticed that Ye Eun came over with a small bowl. She hadn't eaten much meat but was already a little drunk. He smiled at her and said, "Ye Eun, are you full?"
Ye-eun shook her head, "I'm not full."
Perry took a sip of his wine, feeling that this conversation sounded familiar.
Yang Hyun Suk's nerves were not as sensitive as usual due to the alcohol. He asked in confusion: "Why don't you continue eating? Why are you here?"
She handed the bowl in her hand to Yang Hyun Suk, and even from a distance, Ye Eun could hear Kwon Ji-yong's expectant laughter behind her. Her eyes were sincere and her expression was serious. "President Nim, would you like to try the kimchi fried pork belly I made?"
"Ah?" Yang Hyun Suk was stunned.
Ye-eun smiled sweetly, looking like the most well-behaved and lovely girl in the world, "I am so touched. I didn't expect the company would have a dinner party, so I came here specially to thank you, President-nim."
As she spoke, she was moved, touched her eyes and choked up, "President, just try it."
Yang Hyun Suk glanced at the artists around him, and when they noticed his gaze, the others looked away.
Although they don’t know what Ye-eun wants to do, every time Ye-eun and the president run into each other, it will be miserable, and they don’t want to get involved.
They swallowed the meat in their mouths, but their ears stood up straight.
Yang Hyun Suk looked down and could only vaguely see the shadow of kimchi in the mess. He raised his chopsticks and hesitated for two seconds. Seeing Ye Eun's expression, he nodded with alcohol on his mind, "Then I'll try it."
Ye-eun laughed instantly, her eyes slightly curved, as she watched Yang Hyun-suk stuff kimchi into his mouth. In less than two seconds, his face changed drastically and he spat out what was in his mouth.
"Ugh, puh, puh, puh!" Yang Hyun Suk spit the contents of his mouth onto the table without caring about his image. After his mouth was empty, he picked up the wine and poured it into his mouth again.
After drinking a glass of wine, the strange taste mixed with all the spices in his mouth still couldn't go away. His tongue seemed to have lost its sense of taste under the impact of the sour, sweet and spicy taste. He covered his mouth with a wrinkled face: "What...what is this taste!"
The noise was so loud that the whole place fell silent.
Everyone present: “…” President, please be more careful! You've been with Ye-eun for so long, and you still dare to eat what she gives you! ?
Ye-eun didn't feel guilty at all, pointing at the bowl and introducing: "President Nim, we Chinese have an idiom called "perfect in every way", so when I made this bowl of kimchi fried pork belly, I put all the seasonings in it, just to wish that our company will always be perfect in every way."
She blinked her eyes, looking innocent, "Although it may taste a little bit bad, the meaning is very good, right, President?"
The others lowered their heads and tried to hold back their laughter, which made it impossible for the president to say that she did it on purpose.
Yang Hyun Suk's mouth twitched. What did he do this time to make Yi Eun treat him like this?
He gritted his teeth. Was it really necessary to just swallow his broken teeth? The taste in his mouth came up again, and he felt nauseous. He endured it for a few seconds before speaking again: "Whose kimchi fried pork belly tastes like this! And we have kimchi, but where's the pork belly?"
Ye-eun smiled and stared at him closely.
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