Chapter Ninety-One: Every Fat Man Is a Potential Stock

"Kids, concentrate and practice!"

Song Qian clapped her hands, attracting the attention of Xiujing and the others. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 A wicked smile suddenly appeared on her face: "Sister, I'm looking forward to seeing your handsome performance!"

"Ahh

"Yes, I can hide in China to run a trip and watch my sisters still suffer...... Xiujing put her arms around Luna's shoulders and teased Song Qian in disgust.

Amber didn't pay attention to it. She was hiding from the side and talking to Kim Min-suk.

"I think you can try to mimic the flow of kasha and use accents and pauses to make the rhythm more pronounced......"

"But in that case, my own breath may not be ...... enough"

"These two people, it's really a match!" Luna laughed quietly, "Amber is completely Kim Min-seok's meal!"

"Yes, after all, rap is so good......," Song Qian said, noticing Xiujing's staring at the two of them all the time.

Her heart suddenly burst and she hurriedly shouted, "Kim Min-seok xi?"

The harmonious atmosphere of communication between Kim Min-seok and Amber was finally interrupted, and he looked back at Song Qian inquiringly.

"Didn't you say you were going to go to someone from the Ministry of Justice to renew your passport? I'll go with you. Song Qian stroked her hair and said in a slightly anxious manner.

"Okay, thank you Song Qianxi. Kim Min-seok and Su-jing glanced at each other and quickly bowed and thanked them.

"Then you guys practice hard, I'll go first. Bidding farewell to the three of Xiujing, Kim Min-seok followed Song Qian out of the practice room, and the roar of the accompanying music had already sounded.

Exhaling quietly, Song Qian and Kim Min-seok were talking.

"You're not a regular employee of our company yet, so it's going to be a hassle to negotiate with the legal department. Song Qian slowed down and walked to Kim Min-suk's side.

"It would be nice if Suhoon Oba was here, he knows the staff of the legal department very well. Smacking her mouth, Song Qian complained a little.

"Trouble Song Qianxi. Kim Min-seok bent sideways.

"I didn't mean that," Song Qian waved her hands and explained with a smile: "It's just that the legal department is generally very taboo for artists to go there in person." ”

Looking at Kim Min-suk's somewhat puzzled gaze, Song Qian blinked mischievously, put one hand to her mouth and whispered, "I'm afraid we're going to terminate the contract." ”

"Huh. Kim Min-seok smiled helplessly, remembering Jessica.

"Anyway, with me, things can go a little bit smoother for you. After Song Qian finished soothingly, she suddenly narrowed her eyes: "Moreover, I found that after knowing each other for so long, you don't seem to have called a sister." ”

"Song Sinuna. Kim Min-seok immediately bowed and addressed Song Qian seriously.

Song Qian heard Amber talk about Kim Min-suk's performance in the variety show "Give Me Money", so she teased her 94-year-old little brother on a whim. But she didn't expect Kim Min-seok to be so able to bend and stretch, and admit it directly and smoothly, but she couldn't say all the lines she thought of later.

"How is it? Are you satisfied? Do you want me to repeat it in Chinese? Sister Song Qian?" Kim Min-seok pressed step by step, making Song Qian's joke.

"No need. The corners of Song Qian's eyes twitched, patted Kim Min-suk's shoulder, and smiled with an exaggerated smirk: "Good brother, when you go back to the practice room later, remember to call Amber and Luna too." ”

The corners of Kim Min-suk's mouth twitched unconsciously, and he looked at Song Qian, who had won back a game, and walked forward with a snicker.

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"Do you want to renew your passport? "The head of the legal department was a slightly balding middle-aged man, leaning against his desk, his sparse head illuminated.

"Let's fill out this application first. He rummaged through the drawers and said, "If you have a normal process, of course, you need a household registration certificate, a criminal certificate, and a property certificate, but the connections and strength of our legal team," he smiled smugly, snapping his fingers a little frivolously: "Don't worry at all!"

"Then please leave it to you, Minister. Song Qian bowed, and Kim Min-suk, who was filling out the form, also owed a debt.

The minister took a sip of water, took the application form and ID card handed over by Kim Min-suk, and squirted water after looking at it.

"No," he wiped the water traces in embarrassment, and he was surprised to compare his ID card with Kim Min-suk's photo, and then shouted in a little anger: "You need to submit a certificate from the hospital for a large-scale plastic surgery like yours." ”

Kim Min-seok was also choked, and when he noticed Song Qian's almost instantaneous change in his eyes, he hurriedly defended: "I don't have plastic surgery, this is all natural!"

Slapping his thin face, Kim Min-suk's voice was also a little high: "I just, I was asked to lose weight when I went to serve in the army, and after I came back, it became like this!"

"Weight loss ???" The minister lifted his glasses, looked Kim Minseok up and down, and said in disbelief: "It's impossible......"

"It should be true, Kim Min-seok wouldn't joke about this kind of thing. Song Qian, who had been covering her mouth and snickering for a long time, finally found an opportunity to interject: "Minister Nim, it should be fine, right?"

After so many years, Song Qian's Korean is still like the original "We Are Married", with a strong smell of hair. The minister swallowed his throat and reluctantly agreed: "I'll try my best, there should be no problem......"

"Then thank you minister!" Song Qian smiled and thanked him, pulling Kim Min-seok out of the way.

"Lose weight, right?" In the corridor of the legal department, where no one came, Song Qian stopped and looked at Kim Min-seok with a careful look.

Kim Min-seok was uncomfortable with her, for fear that her lies would be exposed, and explained with a smile on her face: "It's true, I did lose weight and became like this." ”

"Hmph. With a little smile and a muffled snort, Song Qian changed to a Chinese and said, "I remember that there is a saying in China called ......"

"Every fat man is a potential stock?" Kim Min-seok quickly added.

Nodding, Song Qian looked at Kim Minshuk's eyes and was a little surprised: "I can't imagine that you used to be like that......"

"Come, come over and let my sister touch it well!" Perhaps no one had communicated in Chinese for a long time, Song Qian seemed a little jumpy, and raised her hand to pinch Kim Minshuo's face to verify whether he really didn't have plastic surgery.

"No, sister, what are you doing?" Kim Min-seok dodged left and right, helplessly dodging.

"What are you doing!" A stern reprimand made Song Qian's body tremble and stop moving.

Kim Min-seok turned around and saw that Lee so-young was frowning and glaring at the two of them.

"Victoria, come with me!" staring at Kim Min-seok with cold eyes for a long time, Lee so Young opened his mouth and called Song Qian, walking towards the corner with his hands behind his back.

Song Qian gave Kim Min-seok an apologetic look and followed after a few steps.

Only Kim Min-seok shook his head helplessly, his fists slowly clenched.