"I'm sorry, oppa. After the female star and her party left, Song Qian stuck out her tongue and said to Park Zhixun. She knew the female star, after all, they were all people in the same circle, but Park Ji-hoon didn't ask, and she didn't make it clear, so as not to sue the villain.

"Nothing. Park Ji-hoon smiled disapprehantly.

No matter which country's entertainment industry, there are a lot of such people, and after they become popular, they distinguish themselves from ordinary people, and think they are superior, but when they meet people from a higher class, they will please and flatter, which is no different from flattery and bullying in officialdom and the workplace.

"Doesn't OPPA like to eat duck meat?" Song Qian no longer paid attention to the man's affairs, but asked strangely. She remembered that Park Ji-hoon didn't hate duck meat, why did he eat so little today, and he had been focusing on other dishes.

"It's not. After hesitating for a moment, Park Ji-hoon still explained: "Some time ago, because I tripped over the carpet while holding my girlfriend, Min-ah and the others thought I was weak and didn't listen to any explanation, so they kept giving me supplements, and let me sleep alone at night, and now my eyes are about to glow green!"

Yu Li's name was not mentioned.

"Flutter!" Song Qian opened her mouth slightly in surprise After listening, she still couldn't hold back her laughter, and hurriedly covered her mouth with her hand. It's not a twisted, pretending to be reserved character, and a woman who is already 30 years old according to her Korean age is not shy about this kind of topic.

Moreover, he still trusts Park Ji-hoon's character very much. is already a net worth of tens of billions, and he is a big man in the entertainment industry, but he actually goes home except for work, and he doesn't go to nightclubs and bars, which is simply a giant panda level!

It's not surprising that he has a girlfriend and knows all the things, it's just that he doesn't know much.

"Is Oppa really tripped over the carpet?" Song Qian suddenly asked, with a roll of her eyes.

Park Ji-hoon paused for a moment, looked up, and looked at Song Qian.

Looking at each other, Song Qian blinked, looking curious, waiting for his answer.

"Of course I tripped on the carpet!" Park Ji-hoon replied in annoyance, "Someone will fall on the ground! Why doesn't anyone believe me when I trip over the carpet?"

"That's because I care so much about OPPA. Song Qian accepted it when he saw it, and did not make any more jokes about him, but explained on his behalf, "After all, OPPA has no heirs!" Speaking of this, he was suddenly curious about who his first child would be born with, not only Chinese attach importance to the eldest son and eldest grandson, but also Koreans.

"Ahem!" Park Ji-hoon coughed lightly and asked, "Will you go back in the evening?"

"It's okay tomorrow morning, what about oppa?" Song Qian stuck out her tongue and asked rhetorically.

"I'll be back tomorrow morning. Park Ji-hoon replied.

"Then I'll take OPPA on board tomorrow morning and come back. Song Qian said immediately.

"Thank you very much. Park Ji-hoon didn't refuse. Krystal's words that day woke him up to the fact that he could better be friends by accepting the kindness of others.

"OPPA has changed so much!" Song Qian sighed lightly.

In the past, Park Ji-hoon should have said "no", although there was no contempt, but sometimes it made people feel like they were being poured with a basin of cold water with enthusiasm.

"Good or bad?" Park Ji-hoon asked with a smile.

"Okay!" Song Qian replied without hesitation.

"That's good!" Park said.

Song Qian also smiled.

Soon, the topic of the two turned to work, film and television programs, etc.

A table full of dishes takes a long time to eat.

Song Qian also ate a lot more than usual.

"Doesn't OPPA mind?" The two talked about the plagiarism of Chinese variety shows, and many of .w's classic variety shows were moved over, and to Song Qian's surprise, Park Ji-hoon didn't care at all.

"It's worse for you than it is for me, and it's good for me, why should I care?" Park Ji-hoon replied, shaking his head.

Song Qian stopped her chopsticks and looked at him curiously.

How can it still be good for him, does it refer to the promotion of popularity by piracy?

"When a person is accustomed to reaching out and taking it, who will work hard to create from scratch on their own? Moreover, in the process of creation, there will be all kinds of failures, abuse, and repression of the former. In this way, everyone will begin to practice the doctrine of borrowing, and if others take it, wouldn't it be a loss if they don't take it themselves? On the contrary, the innovative ones have become different, and their potential has been stifled, so I don't have to worry about giving birth to a strong competitor. Park Zhixun explained, "Moreover, if there is a lot of plagiarism, it will always spread out, and I will add fuel to the fire and release more rumors, so that users from all over the world will form this inherent impression, and even if you wake up and want to rise up, you will be confined to the two inherent impressions of 'plagiarism' and 'disrespect for copyright' and be resisted, and you can only continue to play on your own one-third of an acre." After a pause, he added: "But this is enough, after all, China's market is large, enough for everyone to eat, and others are desperately working overseas, which is not comparable to the income of Chinese artists in the local market." ”

Song Qian was silent.

As he said, China's local market is enough for everyone to eat, so why bother thanklessly innovating? As a result, the influence of Chinese culture overseas is getting smaller and smaller, and the original "descendants of the dragon" have become "heirs of money" in overseas countries, and even domestic entertainment culture has been eroded.

He doesn't care about anyone, so why does he care?

The atmosphere suddenly became a little oppressive.

"Okay, we're just talking on paper. Park Zhixun smiled and comforted her, "The area of a province in China is larger than that of South Korea, it is not easy to manage, and the development time is still short, it is a miracle to have the current achievements, after all, the economy is the foundation that supports everything, the road must be taken step by step, and the rice must be eaten one bite at a time." ”

"Hmm. Song Qian nodded a little proudly, and her spirits were uplifted.

"The next time you go to South Korea, remember to inform me, and I'll ask for a meal. Park Ji-hoon said.

"Okay!" Song Qian replied very cheerfully, "The small restaurant at Oppa's house, I don't know how many people are greedy!"

"Next time you order food, you want to eat Chinese food, you want to eat Chinese food, you want to eat Western food, you want to eat Japanese food, you want to eat Japanese ......" Park Ji-hoon couldn't help but laugh halfway through showing off.

"That's it, I remember!" Song Qian leaned over slightly, half-lying on the table, and said with a smile, "Don't be too troublesome when the OPPA arrives!"

Already full.

"High five!" Park Ji-hoon raised his hand and swore with her high-five.

"Did oppa book the hotel?" asked Song Qian. The room booked by the "New Journey to the West" program team has been returned, and Park Zhixun's salute is placed in the car.

"Then I'm bothering you. Park Ji-hoon said.

"Just booked together, I took Oppa to a snack in the evening. Song Qian took out her mobile phone and said while searching.

"Don't be familiar with me by then!" Park Ji-hoon teased her with a smile.

"How is it possible?" Song Qian's heart was empty, but her mouth retorted.

"We'll see. Park Ji-hoon smiled and put down his chopsticks.

Eaten.