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Shao Yang remembered it clearly.

When I went to the island country before, Sosuke Kitahara, the president of the Yoshimoto Communication Agency, invited me to dinner, and he also chose such a high-end private club.

Whether they are people in the circle or the richest people in the upper class, they will choose this kind of private club for eating, drinking and having fun.

After all, this place is safe.

For an artist, it is very important to speak and hold in front of the public. It is possible to say a wrong word or do a wrong thing, and you will be attacked and discredited.

But people are not sages, and no one can guarantee that they will never say wrong things or do wrong things, so artists need to find a safe place to vent, and private clubs specially built for high-end people have become the best choice.

After Shao Yang sat down, he instinctively raised his head to look around the room, paying special attention to the four corners of the ceiling.

Neither Sun Nanzhu nor the translator was aware of this, and the only one who was aware of it was Yin Minghe, who saw through it without telling it.

"I wonder how long Chairman Shao will stay in the Kimchi Congress this time?" He took the initiative to raise the topic.

Shao Yang felt that the title 'President Shao' was a mouthful, but he did as the Romans do, and Shao Yang replied: "After the concert, I will go back to China to make an announcement. I have been quite busy recently."

"That's a pity. I originally wanted to show Chairman Shao a good tour of Seoul."

"Next time, there will always be time."

"It is."

After a few polite words, Yin Minghe gave Sun Nanzhu a look, and the latter got up quickly and went outside.

Yin Minghe continued to ask: "Will President Shao's concert be held tomorrow night?"

"Correct."

"Have all the guests been invited?"

"I didn't invite any guests, just the two girl groups of my own company."

Yin Minghe said with a smile: "Sun Nanzhu of our company is quite famous in the kimchi country. If President Shao needs it, I think Sun Nanzhu will be very willing to be a guest at your concert."

"Isn't it a bit late now? Let's see if there is any chance next time. My programs should have been arranged, and I may not be able to add them temporarily."

Hearing Shao Yang's refusal, Yin Minghe didn't show any bad mood, he nodded and said with a smile: "That's right, I didn't think carefully."

In a few words, the service staff of the club also brought food, while Sun Nanzhu came over with a small pot of wine.

After Yin Minghe took it from her hand, he stood up and poured wine for Shaoyang, and Shaoyang also picked up the cup: "The main reason for calling Chairman Shao over today is to apologize to you. I'm sorry for Park Xifan's concert in Shanghai. I only found out later, after he returned to China, I have already taught him a lesson, if President Shao is still unhappy, I can ask him to come and confess his mistake to you face to face."

Shao Yang hurriedly said: "Chairman Yin is serious, the magic city is not my own magic city, you don't have to be so polite, I think this matter is over."

"Then I will be President Shao and accept my apology. I respect you for this glass of wine."

Shaoyang raised his glass.

The two drank at the same time.

Yin Minghe put down his wine glass and just glanced at Sun Nanzhu casually. Sun Nanzhu immediately got up, poured another glass of wine for Shaoyang, and said in broken Chinese: "Brother Yang, I respect you too."

Shaoyang didn't finish eating much at noon, and walked through the concert venue in the afternoon, his stomach was already empty, and now he had two glasses of wine, Shaoyang didn't have any scruples, picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

Yin Minghe raised the topic sentence after sentence, and picked up a glass of wine from time to time, and Shao Yang could only drink along with him.

During this period of time, for the concert, not to mention alcohol, even the carbonated beverage Shaoyang did not drink much.

Although he only took a sip of the toast later, Shaoyang could still clearly feel the heat in his stomach, and the alcohol began to take effect.

Just when Shaoyang was thinking about what excuses he should find to go back.

The phone in Yin Minghe's pocket suddenly rang.

"Sorry, I'm going out to answer the phone." Yin Minghe got up and went outside after speaking.

Sun Nanzhu took the initiative to ask again: "How does it taste? Are you not used to it?"

"It's okay, but I still prefer Chinese food. These things look good on the plate, but the taste is actually average when you eat them."

"Haha." Sun Nanzhu covered her mouth and laughed, it wasn't an act.

She originally thought that Shaoyang was like Yin Minghe, who always put on airs of the president, but he didn't expect Shaoyang to be so frank.

Sun Nanzhu took the initiative to reach out to pick up the jug, and went to Shaoyang to fill the cup with wine.

The pink skirt on her body originally had a low collar, but when she bent down like this, the collar drooped down, naturally revealing the spring light inside...

Shaoyang didn't know if Sun Nanzhu did it on purpose, he looked down at the glass and said, "I'll get drunk if I drink any more. I have a concert tomorrow night, so I won't drink today."

After saying this, Yin Minghe just came in from the outside. Seeing this scene, he smiled at the corner of his mouth, and then immediately changed his face and hurried forward to explain to Shaoyang: "President Shao, I am really sorry. Something happened to the company temporarily. I have to Go back and deal with it, Sun Nanzhu, you must help me have this meal with Chairman Shao."

Shao Yang hurriedly said: "Since President Yin is busy, and I have a concert tomorrow, I'll go back first."

"How can this be done? It's still early. If President Shao is afraid of delaying the time, I can send you back."

"No, the driver at the gate has been waiting for me."

"Then there's no need to worry... Sun Nanzhu, President Shao, I'll leave it to you, and I must treat him well."

Yin Minghe finished speaking in a hurry, then turned and left.

Shao Yang sighed inwardly, glanced at his watch, and said, "Then it's nine o'clock. I'll go back at nine o'clock. I won't drink the wine, so as not to cause trouble tomorrow."

"Okay." Sun Nanzhu picked up a piece of rice cake with chopsticks and handed it forward, "Brother Yang, try this fried rice cake, it should taste pretty good."

Sun Nanzhu directly handed the chopsticks to Shao Yang's mouth. Seeing this scene, the translator next to him immediately stood up holding his stomach, said sorry, and pretended to go to the bathroom.

There were still four people in the room just now, but suddenly there were only two people left.

Shao Yang looked at the piece of rice cake that was handed to his mouth, and then raised his head to look at Sun Nanzhu, as if he understood what the fun of today's dinner was.

"Thank you."

Shaoyang picked up the bowl and blocked it from his mouth. Sun Nanzhu was stunned for a moment, and could only put this fried rice cake in Shaoyang's bowl.

the other side.

After Yin Minghe walked out of the private room, he did not leave the clubhouse. He walked all the way to a very secret room, picked up the tablet on the table, and watched the surveillance screen with relish.

The monitoring perspective on the tablet is not in the four corners of the room, but a head-up perspective.

That is to say, the camera is not installed in the room, but installed in...the decorative button on Sun Nanzhu's skirt.

"How does it taste?" Sun Nanzhu asked.

Shaoyang couldn't understand, and he couldn't speak, but seeing Sun Nanzhu looking at his bowl, Shaoyang replied in Chinese: "It's okay."

No translation.

It's awkward for two people of different nationalities to sit and eat together.

Just when the atmosphere was about to calm down, Sun Nanzhu adjusted her sitting posture, and said in broken Chinese again: "Brother Yang, can I go to Huaxia to develop in the future?"

"You are so beautiful, you can develop anywhere."

"Really? Please help me."

Shaoyang's expression changed suddenly.

He wasn't frightened by this sentence, but...

Under the table, Sun Nanzhu, who also has the name of the long-legged goddess Chen in the kimchi country, has already stretched her pair of unnaturally proportioned legs between Shaoyang's legs.

She has slender and fair legs, wearing a pair of thin flesh-colored stockings, and pink nail polish on her fingernails...

The feet can reach the key position a little further forward.

Shao Yang looked up at Sun Nanzhu with pitiful eyes, then slowly put down his chopsticks, reached out and grabbed her ankle, slowly moved aside, and said with a smile: "Miss Sun, please don't make such jokes, I am a married woman man."

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