Chapter 97 Tool Man



When animals are courting, they send out special signals that are different from usual ones.

Some are bold, some are reserved...

Human courtship signals are very complex, and sometimes it is difficult to judge their positive or negative attributes.

Just like the hated new wifi number, it is sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and sometimes close and sometimes distant.

But that is for a novice. Experience is like a signal amplifier that allows him to clearly receive the accurate signal.

However, the signal has not yet reached its peak, so it seems that I can’t invite her to play games with me today.

However, a little prelude is still okay, "Yejin, let me take another look at your injuries."

Li Zhenyu put his hands on her ankles, and her body trembled as if it was electrocuted.

When I touch it with my fingers, the smooth touch feels like jelly...

"President, President?" Xia Zhuxi carefully pushed open the door and looked inside.

The next second, she clearly saw the invisible door that was originally open closed.

Xia Zhuxi walked into the room sensibly and cleaned up the remaining cups and garbage on the table.

Then, quietly close the door...

The next day, the assistant who had been worried all night saw his own artist.

"Nuna?" Seeing her high spirits and radiant face, the assistant couldn't believe his eyes.

"Oh, good morning." Son Ye-jin seemed like a different person, her whole body was glowing.

"Nuna, are you...in love?"

Love is the best nourishment, especially when it is passionate at the beginning.

"What? Don't talk nonsense." Son Ye-jin covered her cheek and looked around. "Is it obvious?"

The assistant imitated her, lowered his voice and put his head close to her ear: "Yes, it's all written on your face."

"Ah..." Rubbing her cheek, Son Ye-jin asked again: "How are you now?"

The assistant shook his head and covered his mouth with his hands to laugh: "Nu Na, what do you think?"

Son Ye-jin looked helpless and said, "Forget it, don't worry about it. Don't tell anyone."

"Is that President Li?"

Son Ye-jin hurriedly pulled her to the wall and said, "Shh, I told you not to tell anyone."

Seeing her shy expression, the assistant was speechless and pointed at her face and said, "Nuna, you don't need to tell anyone because it's all written on your face."

"..." Son Ye-jin is really not very good at having a real relationship in real life.

But she was good at acting, and it wasn't hard for her to hide her expression if she really wanted to.

After several attempts, the assistant nodded weakly and said, "Now, it looks much better. It just looks like a blooming rose."

Son Ye-jin proudly threw her purse over her shoulder and raised her head proudly: "Who said that women can't bloom alone?"

In the "Parasite" crew, Li Zhenyu did not hold a memorial service, but simply took a family photo.

"Kim qi."

Scissor hands, smiling faces, everyone is smiling brightly.

This is especially true for Lee Ja-yeon who was standing next to the C position. Who could have thought that the turning point in life would come so unexpectedly.

Ever since my parents passed away, I haven't had any good luck.

Her relatives viewed her as a thorn in their side, and she always felt that they wished she would die sooner so that they could get all the inheritance left to them by their parents.

Only then did she understand that the warm and friendly smiles on the faces of her relatives and friends did not come from the blood ties and love.

Then, everyone told her that she was suitable to be a star, and when she came to her senses, she had already signed an artist contract with Kim Sung-hoon's company.

At first, everything was normal. Lee Ja-yeon was very happy and looked forward to a bright future as a star.

Until Jin Chengxun asked her to accompany the company's investors for dinner, "They are all big shots. As long as you can please them, it will be good for the company and your future development."

Lee Ja-yeon believed it and thought that doing so would help the company.

I also naively believed that so-called eating was just eating and drinking.

It has to be said that Kim Sung-hoon performed so well in front of her that Lee Ja-yeon naively felt that it was her honor to be able to help the company.

With a grateful and thankful heart, I attended his so-called dinner party.

Of course she had heard about the things in the entertainment industry, but she always thought that such things were far away from her.

Besides, he had the protection of the president.

However, everything changed drastically after she slapped the perverted man next to her.

Lee Ja-yeon was locked up in the company and restricted from traveling. Kim Sung-hoon and the company's director threatened her every day.

Just when she thought she couldn't bear it anymore.

Kim Sung-hoon, who turned from an angel into a devil, is missing...

Now, I have changed to a new company, have a new president with outstanding abilities, and have become an important supporting role in the company's annual masterpiece.

Li Ziyan felt that the heavens had played a big joke on her, and at the same time she couldn't help but ask, is this all true? Will he be a new Kim Sung-hoon? All the goodwill and friendship are just for...

After all, even a demon like Kim Sung-hoon chose to commit suicide with his tie when facing him.

Li Zhenyu was unaware of and did not care about Li Ziyan's confusion and entanglement.

After taking all the family photos, the filming of "Parasite" officially started.

Li Zhenyu sat in his own seat, but gave the seat closest to the screen to Park Hunzheng.

He is responsible for the filming, and I am responsible for checking and correcting his mistakes.

Park Hun-jung was excited, but more stressed.

"Listen, do you want to direct a movie yourself?"

"I think."

"Then do what a director should do."

Park Hoon-jung plucked up the courage to start directing a film 'independently' for the first time.

Five minutes later, the courage he had just mustered was shattered by the reality. "The camera switch timing was wrong. Camera 3 should have switched 13 seconds ago. The little daughter's lines were wrong. The cardboard box...

You have to show laziness, not clumsiness, understand? Origami boxes are an important source of income for the family, and they have mastered this skill. The reason they were pointed out was because they were lazy and missed a step. "

After pointing out all his previous mistakes, Li Zhenyu asked him to do it again.

He walked to the dressing room to prepare for his guest appearance.

Min Hyuk's family is well-off, and when he talks to Kim Ki Woo, the eldest son of a homeless family, he seems like a friend, but in fact he looks down on him with condescending contempt.

"I feel so uncomfortable when those men are pestering Duohui. If it's you, it's fine."

It sounds like trust in a friend, but if you look closely at Min Hyuk's expression and eyes, you can see that it is a kind of disdain that comes from the heart.

If it's you, then there's no problem. How could such an excellent girl like Duohui fall for someone like you?

The parasites of society, the stink bugs in the sewer, the poor people who are full of the smell of poverty, the cockroaches at the bottom of society.

The sidelong glance when drinking water, the nonchalant tone, and the slightly raised corners of the mouth all repeated this sentence: I don't need to worry about trash like you.

Li Zhenyu needs to show that kind of nonchalant and heartfelt contempt.

"Let your hair loosen up, be rebellious and cynical, but you have to succumb to the dogma of reality. Let your hair stand up a little, but not all of it. Hide it among the loose hair."

"Here, the corners of the eyes are pulled upwards, and when the eyes are wide open, they appear mean... Yes, that's the feeling."

When Li Zhenyu came out again, he seemed to be no different from before, yet he seemed like a different person.

"President, it's your turn." Park Hoon-jung finally acted a bit like a director. He was no longer timid in front of him, like a good boy who acted according to his parents' wishes.

"Let's start!" Li Zhenyu nodded decisively.

The tight shooting schedule did not affect Li Zhenyu's normal life.

This is the benefit of handing over power. He has a suitable tool, Park Hun-jung, who can replace him.

At the same time, Zhao Yingjun, who had not been heard from for a long time, called from Yan Country.

He had found BYD as instructed and visited the factory and company as an investor.

And the reason he called was to ask, 'What should I do next?'

"Like we said before, investment." Li Zhenyu responded affirmatively.

"If you are sure you want to do this, we can find a better one, such as an American company."

"I told you, investment." Li Zhenyu didn't need him to explain to him how advanced the American technology companies were and how excellent their technical level was.

Leading the world, representing the highest level of human civilization, etc.

He just needs Zhao Yingjun to invest in BYD as he said.

"Okay, you are the boss, let's do as you say." Zhao Yingjun agreed reluctantly, although he still couldn't understand it.

But he has fulfilled his obligations.

Besides, Li Zhenyu is better than him in perception.

The subprime mortgage crisis proved how sensitive he was to the market, which made them a lot of money.

Compared with the gains from the subprime mortgage crisis, what is this investment? "Li Zhenyu, you must thank me when you return to Seoul. I am exhausted."

Zhao Yingjun has been running around all the time for a while and is really tired, not only physically but also mentally.

"Okay, last night a few..."

"3...what? How many? Hey, are you listening?"

After hanging up the phone, Li Zhenyu began to consider whether to assign him an assistant.

A beautiful assistant who meets his aesthetic standards, is strong enough, and knows everything may be beneficial to his physical and mental health.

It will also allow him to focus more on the work itself.

However, considering his background, Li Zhenyu gave up this plan.

In the Han Jinzhao family, he is already a rare normal person.

What’s wrong with being lustful? Is it abnormal just to be lustful?

This is absolutely serious discrimination...

"It's better to prescribe some tonic for him." Li Zhenyu called Jin Zhiyan to ask if she knew any reliable doctor.

"Zhenyu, is there something wrong?" As soon as she answered the phone, Kim Ji-yeon's tone sounded very strange.

It was as if she was deliberately drawing a line between them and forgetting everything that had happened between them.

"Nuna, are you home alone?"

"Ah~ Abuji (Dad) and Oba are here too, they want to come and see me."

"Really? I haven't visited my uncle for a long time. Please tell him that I will be there soon."

"Zhenyu, no..." The call was hung up and Kim Ji-yeon put down the phone with an embarrassed look on her face.

"What did he say, huh?" the big, thick-shouldered man sitting on the sofa asked sternly.

"Well, he said he would come over and will be here in a moment." Having said this, Kim Ji-yeon's nervous mood was obviously much more relaxed.

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