Reborn as a chaebol in Korea

It would be great to let her makeup bite me.

Thinking about it, Zhou Wenhai felt that his blood was surging.

Forget it, let's take him back to the hotel first.

Zhou Wenhai used Park Zhouyong's mobile phone to call Jin Xishan.

"Hello, dear."

"Hi, Xi Shanxi, I'm Zhou Wenhai."

"Yes, hello President Zhou, but why are you using my husband's mobile phone?"

"Oh, Xi Shanxi, don't get me wrong, it's like this, President Park and I drank, he drank too much now, are you free to pick him up now?"

Zhou Wenhai simply explained.

"That's right, but I'm still filming now, so I can't come here, why don't I trouble President Zhou to send my husband to the hotel room?"

"Yes, of course, then I'll take President Park back to the hotel."

Zhou Wenhai originally intended to send Park Zhouyong back to the hotel.

"Yes, thank you, I'm sorry to trouble you, President Zhou."

After Zhou Wenhai paid the bill, he hailed a taxi. He asked Feng Xiaowei to help Park Zhouyong sit in the back of the car, while he himself sat in the passenger seat.

Park Joo-young and his wife Kim Hee-sun stayed at the KAL Hotel in Jeju City, which is only more than one kilometer away from the center of Jeju City.

After getting out of the taxi, perhaps because of the wind blowing, Park Zhouyong's stomach was overwhelmed. He pushed Feng Xiaowei away, and staggered to the side to vomit.

"President Park, are you okay?"

In his previous life, Zhou Wenhai often saw in the news that some people died of suffocation due to foreign objects stuck in their throats blocking their airways due to drunken vomiting. He followed up and patted Park Zhouyong on the back.

Park Zhouyong turned his head to answer Zhou Wenhai, but he couldn't hold back and vomited on Zhou Wenhai's pants.

"Hey, Xiba... this smell."

Seeing Park Zhouyong spit out his pants, Zhou Wenhai wrinkled his eyes, eyebrows and nose together, he covered his mouth and cursed in a low voice.

"Sorry……"

Park Joo-young apologized vaguely.

"Xiaowei, come and catch him."

Zhou Wenhai handed Park Zhouyong back to Feng Xiaowei, and the three entered the hotel room one after the other.

After entering the room, Feng Xiaowei threw Park Zhouyong heavily on the bed, and he was so tired that he was out of breath.

"Chairman, are we going back now?"

"Go back to the fart, my grandson vomited so much on my pants, damn it, it's disgusting."

At this time, Park Zhouyong's cell phone rang, and Zhou Wenhai took out his cell phone from his pocket to answer the call.

"Hey."

"Hello, is this President Zhou?"

"Yes, Xi Shanxi, it's me."

"President Zhou, have you sent my husband back to the hotel? My side is over. If you haven't sent him yet, can I come and pick him up?"

"Xi Shanxi, I have already sent President Park back to the hotel, you can just come back."

"Yes, thank you for your trouble."

Zhou Wenhai looked at the photo of Jin Xishan on his mobile phone, and unconsciously set up a tent under him.

"Xiaowei, you go out first, I'll wash my pants before I come out."

###Chapter 260 Husband Present###

"Good chairman."

Feng Xiaowei went to the end of the corridor to wait for Zhou Wenhai while smoking.

Zhou Wenhai took off his pants, and he took them to the bathroom to rinse them briefly. At least he had to get rid of the stains and smell on the pants before he could go out, otherwise people from far away would smell the foul smell coming from him. stink.

Before flushing his pants, Zhou Wenhai felt a little pain in his stomach. He opened the toilet seat and sat on it to defecate.

While going to the toilet while playing with his mobile phone, Zhou Wenhai didn't start to rinse his pants until more than ten minutes later.

When he was washing his pants, he heard the door opening, theoretically speaking, the person who came in should not be Feng Xiaowei.

Zhou Wenhai put down his trousers and opened the bathroom door. The person who entered the room was Jin Xishan.

"President Zhou, you..."

After Jin Xishan saw that Zhou Wenhai was only wearing a pair of underwear, she stammered.

Zhou Wenhai seemed indifferent, he said: "Xi Shanxi, I was on the way to send President Park back to the hotel, and he threw up all over me. I'll use your bathroom to rinse my pants."

After speaking, Zhou Wenhai showed Jin Xishan the pants stained with Park Zhouyong's vomit.

"Yes."

Jin Xishan had never seen any storms, she didn't look as shy as those little girls, but she saw that Zhou Wenhai was wearing a pair of white underwear, and a tent was set up underneath.

The tent looked noticeably taller than her husband Park Joo-young's.

"Xi Shanxi, go and see President Park, I'll leave after washing my pants."

Zhou Wenhai went back to continue washing his pants.

"Yes."

Jin Xishan walked over to check her husband's condition, but fortunately, he was fine and he was already sound asleep.

"President Zhou, I really trouble you today."

Jin Xishan said to Zhou Wenhai through a wall.

"It's nothing, Xishanxi, you don't have to take it to heart."

After Zhou Wenhai rinsed his trousers, he walked out with them and said, "Xi Shanxi, can you spray some perfume on my trousers?"

"Yes."

Jin Xishan took out his own perfume and sprayed it on Zhou Wenhai's crotch, "Is this okay?"

"Okay."

Zhou Wenhai said after hearing it.

"By the way, it's not convenient for me to wear it like this. Can you blow it with a hair dryer for me? I'm not very good at these."

Housework in South Korea is basically done by women, so Zhou Wenhai's request is reasonable.

It's just that her husband is lying on the bed, and the young man in front of him is only wearing a pair of underwear, and the lights in the room are not fully turned on. No matter how you look at it, Jin Xishan thinks this kind of plot is too nonsense, and it only appears in third-grade movies.

"Yes."

Even so, Jin Xishan agreed, and she took Zhou Wenhai's pants from his hands, and then went to the bathroom to dry them with a blower.

"Hi Shanxi, you don't need to blow dry completely, it's almost enough."

Zhou Wenhai stood at the bathroom door and said.

"Yes."

"Xi Shanxi, may I ask you a question?"

"yeah?"

The hair dryer was so loud that Jin Xishan couldn't hear it clearly.

"I said I have a question I want to ask Xi Shanxi you."

Zhou Wenhai walked to her side and said.

"what is the problem?"

"Brother Jacky is as lecherous as the media said?"

The reason why Zhou Wenhai dared to talk to Jin Xishan so unscrupulously was because Park Zhouyong had something to ask him, and the other party was sleeping now, as long as Jin Xishan didn't say anything, he would never know.

Zhou Wenhai believed that Jin Xishan would not say what happened tonight at will, unless there was something wrong with her mind.

"I do not know."

Kim Hee Sun lowered his head and answered.

"is it?"

Zhou Wenhai got closer and closer, and Jin Xishan didn't know what to do. At this time, his mobile phone rang, and it was Xu Xian who called, so Zhou Wenhai directly turned the phone's ringtone to silent.

"Are the pants ready?"

Zhou Wenhai asked softly in her ear.

"Yes, basically all right."

The moment Jin Xishan turned around, she hit Zhou Wenhai's tent with her left hand, which was not holding her trousers.

"oops……"

Zhou Wenhai stepped back and squatted on the ground.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."

"It's nothing, just give me your pants first."

This time it didn't hurt like last time, Zhou Wenhai quickly stood up and said.

"Yes."

"Thank you." Zhou Wenhai took the pants from her, and he said while putting them on, "Xi Shanxi, this is the second time you hit me."

"Yes, sorry."

"If there is a third time, I will fight back."

Zhou Wenhai said with a smile.

fight back?

Jin Xishan thought about it, she walked out of the bathroom and sat down beside her husband's bed, Zhou Wenhai put on his trousers and walked to the door.

"Xi Shanxi, then I'll go first."

He looked back, how this scene was so similar to the scene in the famous movie "The Husband Now...".

"Yes, walk slowly."

Zhou Wenhai walked out of the room.

"Xiaowei, let's go back."

Zhou Wenhai said to Feng Xiaowei at the other end of the aisle.

Feng Xiaowei trotted over, and when the two entered the elevator, Zhou Wenhai received a call from Xu Xian again, but he chose to turn a blind eye and listen to it again.

Back at the villa, Xu Xian called Zhou Wenhai for the third time, and this time he finally answered.

"Hey."

Zhou Wenhai said indifferently.

"Hey……"

Originally, Xu Xian had a lot to say and wanted to say to Zhou Wenhai, but when she heard the other party's voice so cold, her throat seemed to be choked and she couldn't make a sound.

"Say something quickly."

His voice was as cold as his heart.

Xu Xian threw the phone aside, and she burst into tears. When she regained her composure and picked up the phone again, she found that Zhou Wenhai had hung up the phone.

Could it be that he knew something?

While Xu Xian was thinking, her mobile phone rang. She thought it was Zhou Wenhai calling, so she quickly picked up the mobile phone, but to her disappointment, the call was not from Zhou Wenhai, but from her agent. Someone is calling.

"Hi Ernie."