From the moment they met, he kept fiddling with his phone. Quan Junxu was curious about what made him so anxious.

Li Zhenyu looked down at his phone again and said helplessly and amusedly, "It's an INS account, I can't get in no matter what."

"What's going on? Is there something wrong with the server?"

Quan Junxu suddenly realized that if there was a problem with the INS server, it would indeed be no small matter.

"It's my account. My identity in the United States was exposed. Those fans... you know, they are a bit fanatical."

"Identity, what identity?"

Jeon Jun-wook expressed his incomprehension as to why Americans would become fanatical fans of his because of his identity as Quanzhou Lee.

"It's not that. It's my identity as a writer."

"writer?"

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, and Zhao Yingjun asked curiously, "Brother, have you written a book?"

“Ah, I wrote it before.”

"What book? What book is it?"

"Fifty Shades of Grey."

Li Zhenyu rubbed the tip of his nose, ready to smile.

Unexpectedly, they just stood there with puzzled looks on their faces, without any expression at all.

No wonder it is called the "women's bible." Has no one here read it? An Xuan sat alone at a corner of the table, eating barbecue out of boredom.

I couldn't understand a word they said and there was no one to translate for me.

Besides eating, she didn't know what else she could do?

"Ann, is English okay?"

Xia Zhuxi, who came with her, tried to communicate with her in English.

“Daily communication is still possible.”

"An, the chief administrative secretary of the secretarial office is also named An. This is fate."

"Yes, I heard someone mention it..."

With Xia Zhuxi's care, An Xuan finally didn't feel so bored and like a free outsider.

Li Zhenyu finally opened his INS account and saw the message below.

The reason why it couldn't be opened for so long was because the messages from foreign fans alarmed the country.

After learning that Lee Jin-woo was a best-selling author, the shock and pride in the hearts of the South Korean people could not be expressed in words.

The message board that originally had only 500 messages now has 60,000.

“Isn’t that too exaggerated?”

Li Zhenyu tried to refresh, wanting to confirm that this was true.

Then, the page froze again.

"Aisi!"

Li Zhenyu frowned and called the number of the person in charge of INS South Korea on the spot: "Gao Xuecai, what are you doing?"

Gao Xuecai, who had just finished a team building and had drunk a little too much, muttered, "Who dares to speak to me so loudly?"

As soon as I saw the name clearly, I was 90% sober in an instant.

A cold sweat ran up from his tailbone to the top of his head, making his brain sharper than ever before.

"boss."

"What's going on? Why can't the problem be solved after a whole day of freezing?"

Gao Xuecai had no idea what he was talking about.

But his brain found the best response plan in less than a second: "Sorry, boss, I have ordered people to repair it as soon as possible."

"Not enough. You still have 15 minutes. The problem will still exist after 15 minutes. You know what to do."

“Nei, nei!”

The moment the line was hung up, Gao Xuecai raised his head and roared towards the cab: "Drive, go back to the company."

Then, he called the duty room and said, "Ask everyone to come back immediately in 5 minutes. I want to know why the server is stuck and whose account is stuck."

"First check the boss's account status and contact the service provider. We need to activate the backup line... now."

No matter how I refreshed, there was no lag again.

This also proves once again that human potential is unlimited.

"Solved?"

After receiving his affirmative answer, Zhao Yingjun picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp: "It seems that some people have lost their fighting spirit due to the comfortable life and have forgotten to maintain a sense of crisis at all times."

INS is affiliated with OneWorld Capital, which is the New York subsidiary of OneWorld Investments.

So, strictly speaking, he, as the CEO of Universal Investments, is the highest person in charge and should be held accountable for the mistakes that happened today.

"I will."

Zhao Yingjun was a little depressed. Even though he was always cynical in front of Li Zhenyu and only knew how to play with women, it seemed as if he wished he could die in bed.

But in front of his subordinates, he is indeed a true tyrant and perfectionist.

What he hates most is when someone makes a mistake.

Obviously, today's mistake was serious because it happened to one's 'immediate boss'.

Gao Xuecai, who thought he had solved the problem perfectly, had no idea what would be waiting for him next.

"That's your business, just do what you want."

Li Zhenyu changed the subject and looked at An Xuan: "What's going on with her?"

"It was Old An who asked me to do it."

"It's not that he doesn't agree with this decision."

"That's what we say to the outside world. Since ancient times, has there ever been a parent who could have won over his or her children?"

In fact, Lao An did oppose his daughter's decision at first.

But after I found out that she was really into it and that it wasn't like what she did in the past, which only lasted for 5 minutes.

He changed his mind and decided to use his connections to protect her.

Of course, on the surface he is still that old-fashioned, stubborn, and unreasonable antique.

"He felt that this would keep her fighting spirit going."

Zhao Yingjun smiled at An Xuan, which made her feel a little confused.

"Brother, don't you think she's cute?"

She is 165cm tall, has a perfect golden ratio, sexy and charming chopstick legs, and a delicate and pretty oval face.

No matter how you look at it, she is a beautiful lady.

"Why, do you have any thoughts about her?"

"No, I meant you."

Zhao Yingjun was not joking. For him, he preferred to find those prostitutes who paid money.

She is beautiful, lives a good life and is not clingy.

From beginning to end, he didn't need to spend time guessing what the other person was thinking, nor did he need to please or seek a balance.

He said there was only one thing to do, enjoy.

And this is the only way for Zhao Yingjun to stay energetic.

"I think you should find a Yan country woman and experience their differences."

Zhao Yingjun mentioned his Yan Guo girlfriend again, and his words were full of praise.

She is smooth and gentle as water, knows how to be considerate and caring towards others, has empathy, and most importantly, is generous and not jealous.

“…”

Li Zhenyu thought he had heard it wrong. He felt that what Zhao Yingjun said was completely different from what he remembered.

"Thank you, Jun, that's very thoughtful of you."

Hearing the conversation between the two, Choi Man-sik, who was enjoying his meal, jokingly said, "Young-jun, what do you think of me? I want to experience it too."

"You, take care of the woman in your own family first!"

Zhao Yingjun smiled and said sincerely: "This kind of game is not suitable for you, Wanzhi, live your life well, Zaiying is a good woman."

(End of this chapter)