Chapter Forty-Six: To Succeed, You Must Go Crazy
On the way back to Seoul, the atmosphere in the nanny's car was extremely strange.
Every minute or two there is a "Humph! "Ho!" "Hah!" Terrible female voices echoed in the carriage. Lin Dong even felt a cold gaze staring at him, and a chill ran down his back.
"Fatty, stop at the rest stop ahead."
"What to stop, there is a trip at night. This issue is really a loss, and it took more than two days and two nights to go back and forth to Busan. β
Lin Dong glanced at the grumpy little dinosaur through the rearview mirror, "There is a patient in the back, I want to get out of the car for treatment." β
Park Fat also glanced at Park Ji-yeon, who was obviously crazy, although he couldn't understand what medicine was sold in Lin Dong's gourd, but he drove the car to the rest stop very obediently. When you don't understand, you will be obedient and do what you say, this is the survival philosophy of the fat man.
"Bring the wallet." Lin Dong unceremoniously spread his palms.
"What?" Fat Pu suddenly clutched his money bag, "I've been working for nothing these days, don't think about killing me anymore." β
"Treating diseases and saving people, buying medicine is naturally a business matter, if you don't give money, forget it, let the little dinosaur continue to be stupid."
In the end, the fat man was still unable to fool the little prince Lin Dong, and his wallet flew away again.
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The rest stops on the highways of South Korea are quite impressive, and they are almost as well renovated as tourist attractions. In particular, each rest stop has a few special dishes.
The small river fish set meal with grilled squid snacks and fried pork cutlet rice with fish skewer cake.
Carrying these two boxes of fierce medicine, Lin Dong returned to the nanny car again, and the proper medicine was cured, and the effect was remarkable.
"Give me, give me, give it to me." The important thing was said three times, and the little dinosaur was hungry and thirsty, and threw the sulking thing to Java.
"I just bought two servings of food, and someone is full when they are sulking, and they don't need to eat." Lin Dong slowly opened a few boxes of food in the cab, the main course side dishes with soup and rice, a messy pile, looking quite bluffing.
"Not angry, absolutely not angry. It's just half face makeup, a small case, the young and beautiful girl Park Ji-yeon can hold any makeup. β
Foodies are so easy to coax, temper comes and goes faster, "Uncle, buy another small river fish set to eat home, okay?" β
"I have to ask the fat man if he agrees." Lin Dong didn't eat anything, a bitter person with seafood allergies.
"Don't even think about it, hurry up and drive away after eating." The fat man Pu was pulling the pork chop rice, but his heart was dripping blood. This meal is really delicious, but it is also really expensive.
"What's there to keep busy? Ji-yeon, do you have any more trips today? β
Park Ji-yeon's mouth was stuffed full, and she said nonsense "Hmm", and she didn't know what it meant.
"Ji-yeon's trip today is over. The one who is going to be busy is you, Lin Dongxi. Fat Pu suddenly said like a resentful woman, and the tone was as sour as it was.
"What? I have a holiday of 135, a leave of absence from 246, and I only go to work on the seventh day of the week, and I really have something to do when I wait for the meeting, so I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. There is something to carry in the formal work. β
"I want to carry it, but unfortunately people don't let me carry it, alas, this sad world." Fat Park said sourly.
"What the hell is this?" Lin Dong's heart is so tired, CCM is completely a sinkhole, an abnormal human concentration place, and all pig teammates.
Park Ji-yeon finally solved the food in her mouth, and she actively raised her hand to report, "I know." Eun Jing Oni is going to attend the finale banquet in the evening, which will be held at the Lotte Hotel, and Uncle Lin Dong is designated to accompany him. β
βwhatοΌ Are you talking about Korean? I didn't understand a word. I haven't said a word to Eun Jing, why did you name me? β
"Then don't you need to say it, of course, because the uncle is the most handsome among the agents." Park Ji-yeon replied very straightforwardly, causing Park Fat to suffer 10,000 tons of psychological damage.
"Low-key, low-key, I'll be proud." Lin Dong's faint sense of superiority came again, this character and appearance stood in the pile of agents, and he was as bright and outstanding as a firefly in the dark. "It's useless for you to boast, I won't go. The occasion of the graduation celebration banquet is completely unsuitable for me. β
"Lotte Hotel, there are so many delicious foods. Why wasn't it me who invited, alas. The foodie little dinosaur made a speech.
"If you don't go, you don't go, it's just a meal." Lin Dong is a principled person, and that kind of hellish false occasion is completely out of style.
"Hmph, you wait." Park Ji-yeon put down the cruel words, picked up the phone and snapped wildly, and played in the chat group.
"Fatty, let's drive."
Fat Park stepped on the accelerator, and the nanny car set off again, "You really don't go?" Wouldn't I have a chance? β
"Don't always say that Brother Dong cheats you, this time I will specially send you benefits."
"Thank you in advance."
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Busan to Seoul is almost the farthest drive in Korea. Last night, Lin Dong was very tired and fell asleep in the car before he knew it.
When I woke up again, the nanny car had already arrived outside a beauty salon in Cheongdam-dong, and her left and right hands were being held by someone.
"What's the hair? You are illegally imprisoned, let me go. β
Zuo Enjing, right Zhiyan, the scene that the "trapped death" dreamed of reappeared, and the two taekwondo black belts with three dans completely ignored how Lin Dong resisted, and silently dragged him into the beauty salon.
The woman at the top of the food chain is already waiting inside, Li Juli, as T-ara's hairstyle, can hold any style, and I don't know what weird hairstyle she is getting at this time. While dyeing and perming, I read magazines at the same time, so I am not leisurely.
"Lin Dong oppa, please be seated."
"What the hell are you doing?" Lin Dong was overwhelmed by these teases, he couldn't beat or scold, this girl was not easy to deal with.
"Tonight's event is a more formal prom, so you need oppa to do some grooming, and the costumes have been solved, and you can pick the best set from your bedroom."
"If I don't go, I'll only get into trouble if I go to that kind of occasion." Lin Dong is self-aware, he has been hanging silk all his life, and he doesn't know what the dance president is like, isn't he making himself uncomfortable when he goes to those occasions.
"We never force people. By the way, there is an article in the broker contract that says that the agent should pay attention to his appearance and appearance, and if necessary, he needs to match the artist's style. β
Lin Donghu glanced at Li Juli suspiciously, but he didn't understand what this meant.
"There are a few looks on the table, you can choose them. In the future, follow us to run the itinerary with this shape. Li Juli is still as quiet and beautiful as ever, without any fireworks in the world, and said very casually.
Lin Dong picked up the album on the table, and his heart was suddenly hurt by hundreds of millions of points, this girl's style will kill Matt as much as he wants, and the non-mainstream is a mess.
"Well, you guys won." Lin Dong was defeated and lost to the belly black Juli at the top of the food chain, "But no matter what, I don't accept makeup, otherwise I don't have to talk about it." β
"No problem, we have always presented facts and reasoned, and it is not difficult to force others." After Juli finished speaking, she turned around and continued to quietly and beautifully play with her hairstyle, as if she was just playing soy sauce.
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Professionals do have some ability, Lin Dong looked at himself in the mirror and was almost scared to pee, this guy is so handsome. It's just that he tidied up his hairstyle, shaved off his embarrassing beard, and changed into a set of well-fitting casual clothes, a wealthy and noble son. (To be continued.) )