Fu Liyan's warning is very serious.

Everyone knows that Fu Liyan is not easy to mess with, and the people who provoke him will either be ruined or have no future.

Chen Lu was frightened, the phone fell to the ground, and he lowered his head and promised: "Chen Lu doesn't dare, I was wrong, and I won't think about it anymore." ”

"It's good to do it yourself." Fu Liyan said in a deep voice, taking An Yixi's hand and leaving.

Zhang Rui said beside Fu Liyan: "He was transferred from the United States, not our henchman, do you want to transfer him away?" ”

Fu Liyan glanced at Zhang Rui and said in a deep voice: "No, I have given a brief warning just now, and I will leave it to you next." ”

Zhang Rui bowed, "I understand." ”

"What are you talking about?" An Yixi asked.

"In management, there must be a white face, a black face, a courage, and a benevolence." Fu Liyan said to An Yixi.

"Got it, weigh the pros and cons and play people into applause, right?" An Yixi asked with an eyebrow.

Fu Liyan didn't answer An Yixi, pulled hard and pulled An Yixi into his arms, put his arm on her shoulder, and hugged her tightly.

"They gave me a guide to Seoul, so let's go eat first." Fu Liyan said.

He drove first and took An Yixi to Myeongdong, a commercial street in Seoul, South Korea.

After Fu Liyan parked the car, he got out of the car, pulled An Yixi's car door, and took her hand and walked towards Myeongdong.

Although it was almost night, there were many pedestrians on the streets, and people from various countries were visiting Myeongdong.

An Yixi feels a bit like the City God Temple in Shanghai.

Food, clothing, use, you name it.

Because it was time to eat, on the plane, An Yixi couldn't eat anything, so now he was very hungry, touched the reader, and saw the fried rice cakes being sold in front of him.

Wei Wei said that she would take some back, and she also knew that Korean fried rice cakes were famous.

An Yixi pointed to the fried rice cake and said, "Fu Liyan, let's eat that mat first, okay?" ”

Fu Liyan saw a woman dressed in a traditional Korean costume and mixing rice cakes there.

Fu Liyan shook his head in disgust and said: "Look, that woman doesn't wear gloves and a mask when she makes that rice cake, she is still doing it in the air, you know how much dust there is in the air, especially in the bustling Myeongdong, I promise, after you eat it, you will definitely have diarrhea." ”

An Yixi: "......"

In the end, she could only swallow her saliva and followed Fu Liyan in front.

They passed by the barbecue area again, and the smell of meat made An Yixi's stomach growl.

"I heard that Korean blood sausage is delicious, and even Weiwei asked me to bring some back." An Yixi took Fu Liyan's hand and said.

"Blood sausage? Do you know how to do it? Pour meat, chili peppers, and other messy things into the pig's large intestine, and then smoke and dry, I don't know if the process is dirty or not, do you know what kind of meat it is? It could be poisoned dog meat, or dead rat meat, cats, dead sparrows, or something like that. Fu Liyan said.

When An Yixi heard him, he lost his appetite and shook his head.

Fu Liyan pulled An Yixi to the front again.

An Yixi suddenly lost her interest in shopping, she stopped and said, "Let's go back, just eat casually in the hotel, you still have to work at night." ”

Fu Liyan looked at An Yixi, whose eyes were gloomy, stopped, turned around, and stood in front of her, "What's wrong?" Want to eat those? ”