Dumped at the beginning: The actor's song became popular all over the Internet

Shaoyang remembers it very clearly.

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

Whether they are people in the circle or wealthy people from the upper class, most people choose such private clubs for eating, drinking and having fun.

After all, this kind of place is safe.

For artists, the way they speak and behave in public is very important. If you say the wrong thing or do the wrong thing, you will be attacked and smeared.

But no one is a saint, and no one can guarantee that they will never say or do the wrong thing. Therefore, artists need to find a safe place to vent, and private clubs specially built for high-end people have become the best choice.

After Shaoyang sat down, he instinctively looked up and looked at the room, paying special attention to the four corners of the ceiling.

Neither Sun Nanzhu nor the translator noticed this, and the only one who noticed it was Yin Minghe who saw through it but refused to tell it.

"I wonder how long President Shao will stay at the Kimchi Congress this time?" He took the initiative to start the conversation.

Shao Yang felt that the title 'President Shao' was really hard to pronounce, but as the locals do, Shao Yang still replied: "I have to go back to China after the concert to catch up on announcements. I have been quite busy recently."

"That's such a pity. I originally wanted to take President Shao on a tour in 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 quickly got up 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 two girl groups from my own company."

Yin Minghe smiled and said: "Our company's Sun Nanzhu is quite famous in 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 little late now? Let's see if there are any opportunities next time. My program should have been arranged. I'm afraid it's too late to add at last."

Hearing Shao Yang's polite refusal, Yin Minghe didn't show any bad emotions. He nodded and said with a smile: "That's right, I didn't think well."

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

After Yin Minghe took it from her hand, he took the initiative to pour wine for Shao Yang, and Shao Yang also picked up the cup: "I called President Shao here today mainly because I want to apologize to you. I'm sorry for Park Xifan's concert in Shanghai. I only found out later that after he returned to China, I had already taught him a lesson. If President Shao is still unhappy, I can ask him to come and admit his mistake to you face to face."

Shao Yang said hurriedly: "President Yin is serious. The Demon City is not mine alone. You don't have to be so polite. I think this matter has already passed."

"Then I will treat President Shao as accepting my apology. I'll toast you with 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 stood up, poured another glass of wine for Shao Yang, and then said in broken Chinese: "Brother Yang, I respect you too."

Shaoyang didn't eat much at noon. He spent the afternoon going through the process at the concert venue, and his stomach was already empty. After two glasses of wine, Shaoyang didn't worry about anything anymore. He picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

Yin Minghe raised the topic one sentence after another, and picked up a glass of wine from time to time, and Shaoyang could only drink along.

During this time, for the concert, Shaoyang didn’t drink much, let alone alcohol, even carbonated drinks.

Although he only took a small sip when toasting later, Shaoyang could still clearly feel the heat in his stomach and the alcohol starting to take effect.

Just when Shaoyang was thinking about finding an excuse to go back.

The phone in Yin Minghe's pocket suddenly rang.

"Sorry, I'm going out to take a call." After saying that, Yin Minghe got up and went outside.

Sun Nanzhu took the initiative and asked: "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 they actually taste average in your mouth."

"Haha." Sun Nanzhu covered her mouth and laughed. This was not pretending.

She originally thought that Shao Yang was like Yin Minghe, who always acted like the president. She didn't expect Shao Yang to be so honest.

Sun Nanzhu took the initiative to pick up the wine flask and filled Shaoyang's cup with wine.

The pink skirt she was wearing originally had a low collar, but when she bent over like this, the collar dropped down, naturally revealing her inner beauty...

Shao Yang didn't know if Sun Nanzhu did it on purpose. He looked down at the wine 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 happened to come in from the outside. When he saw this scene, he smiled, then immediately changed his expression and hurried forward to explain to Shao Yang: "President Shao, I'm really sorry. Something happened to the company temporarily. I have to Go back and deal with it, Sun Nanzhu, you must help me have a good meal with President Shao."

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

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

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

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

Yin Minghe finished speaking hurriedly, turned around and left.

Shao Yang sighed inwardly, glanced at his watch, and said, "Let's do it at nine o'clock. I'll go back at nine o'clock. I won't drink any wine, so as not to miss anything tomorrow."

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

Sun Nanzhu directly handed the chopsticks to Shaoyang's mouth. When the translator next to him saw this scene, he immediately stood up holding his stomach. After saying sorry, he pretended to go to the bathroom.

There were only two people left in the room where there were four people just now.

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

"Thank you."

Shaoyang picked up the bowl and put it in front of his mouth. Sun Nanzhu was stunned for a moment and could only put the piece of fried rice cake in Shaoyang's bowl.

the other side.

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

The monitoring angles on the tablet are not from the four corners of the room, but from a head-up angle.

In other words, this camera is not installed in the room, but...in the decorative button on Sun Nanzhu's skirt.

"How does it taste?" Sun Nanzhu asked.

Shao Yang didn't understand or speak, but seeing Sun Nanzhu looking into his bowl, Shao Yang replied in Chinese: "It's okay."

No translation.

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

Just when the atmosphere was about to become quiet, Sun Nanzhu adjusted his sitting posture, and then said again in broken Chinese: "Brother Yang, can I go to China to develop in the future?"

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

"Really? Please help me."

Shaoyang's expression suddenly changed.

It wasn't that he was frightened by these words, but...

Under the table, Sun Nanzhu, who also has the long-legged goddess Chen Hao in Kimchi Country, has stretched her legs with incredible proportions between Shaoyang's legs.

Her legs were slender and fair, wearing a pair of thin flesh-colored stockings, and her fingernails were painted with pink nail polish...

If you move your feet a little further forward, you can reach the key position.

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

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