Korean comic: Reborn chaebol, you don’t understand my life

'Master, where did you agree to keep a low profile? '.

Song Qiaohui looked down at her clothes. She had not worn clothes worth less than 200 million yuan for many years.

"Ugh".

Song Qiaohui had no choice but to stand aside and pay attention to every move of the woman in front of her. If Jin Zhihuan was in danger, she would be ready to take action at any time.

But Kim Ji-hwan was immersed in pretentiousness.

Song Meiling on the side watched the live broadcast room become more and more popular.

Little did they know that the station director had already transferred seven groups of servers to increase the maximum number of people in the live broadcast room.

But it still almost paralyzed the server in the background of the live broadcast room.

"All servers connected".

The director ordered again.

In fact, it is just a small platform, with only a few million people entering it every day.

Such a good publicity platform increases the opportunity for exposure, and the station director does not want to miss it.

Half an hour later, Jin Zhihuan had to prepare to leave.

Because it's so boring.

"Uh... add your contact information so I can give you the money."

"Um?".

However, Kim Ji-hwan still left his contact information.

Although Song Qiaohui next to her rolled her eyes constantly when she came out this morning, Jin Zhihuan ignored her.

Song Qiaohui also said a lot. Although the relationship between the two is "close", after all, they are still employers.

Song Meiling got the contact information as she wished and was ready to leave.

He looked at the income backstage and looked at Jin Zhihuan's leaving figure with the corner of his mouth raised.

"Mobile vault, we will meet again."

Song Meiling left a loving emoticon in the chat interface of Kim Ji-hwan's contact list, and then had to cancel the broadcast because her phone was completely out of power, and even the charging device she brought was gone.

Jin Zhihuan had just left here, and the woman who came after hearing the news almost paralyzed the street.

Sitting in the car, his phone kept popping up friend request messages.

Kim Ji-hwan agreed to all.

Look at Song Meiling's love in it.

Kim Ji-hwan opened her footsteps.

It is full of her short videos, which include all kinds of things, but most of them are about food exploration.

Take a look at the profile, here are her details.

Song Meiling, a food anchor on the ** platform, has been in the industry for five years. She used to be a talent anchor, but now she has become a food anchor.

There’s also a playful photo on it.

I put away my phone and looked at the sky outside. It was almost noon.

"Let's find a place to eat."

After Jin Zhihuan finished speaking, Li Xuanyu drove directly into the food court.

This is the largest food street in Yizhou City. It contains delicacies from all over the world, but of course there is no such thing as Sange’s.

Jin Zhihuan found a restaurant owned by a Chinese and went in.

"Welcome, what do you guys want to eat?".

An authentic Chinese dialect came from the boss's mouth.

"We want a few side dishes and three main dishes."

Jin Zhihuan said.

He also speaks fluent Chinese.

Song Qiaohui on the side looked at Jin Zhihuan in surprise.

"Master, you actually know Chinese?".

"know a bit".

Jin Zhihuan also didn't expect that he could speak Chinese so clearly even though he was soul-pierced.

"Okay, guest, wait a minute."

The boss smiled and left.

A few minutes later, four side dishes and three bowls of noodles were served.

Song Qiaohui on the other side looked at the dishes and noodles on the table with a look of disgust.

Kim Ji-hwan, on the other hand, was very satisfied, and it really tasted like home after taking a bite.

Li Xuanyu on the other side took a bite, and then began to grow in size.