The woman has a very delicate name--- Zheng Xiuyan, who is also one of the lead singers of Girls' Generation, and she also has a nice English name--- Jessica.

After the announcement, she was given a short vacation, and she decided to spend this vacation with her sister Zheng Xiujing.

However, as soon as they met, there was a disagreement between the two, and Zheng Xiujing, who has always been passive, rarely did not compromise, and the result was that Jessica, who was angry, didn't take her wallet or anything, only took the car keys and mobile phone, and drove the car aimlessly and distraughtly like Weng Tingjun.

Her peculiar lethal nature and unavoidable mood were the main reasons for the accident.

Thinking of Weng Tingjun's hateful face just now and her sister's retort, and no one here listened to her grievances, she couldn't help crying, and even covered up the rapid ringtone of her mobile phone.

After crying for a while, Jessica stood up, her delicate face was full of tears, and she wiped away her tears and didn't look at the shocking collapse of the BMW.

Irritably, she opened the car door, only to find that the phone kept ringing again, and when she saw that it was her sister's caller ID, Jessica pursed her lips, and her eyes flashed with pride.

"I'm your sister after all, huh."

As soon as the voice fell, the phone just lost its movement, Jessica closed the car door, looked at her sister (17) who missed the call, her smugness became more and more intense, and continued to wait for her sister to compromise next time.

And then, no more.

Jessica was in a hurry.

"Xiujing, call quickly, my sister will forgive you immediately." The habitual struggle with her sister made her forget that hateful face for a moment.

However, all she answered was the booing of the air conditioner in the BMW.

"......Shhh

Weng Tingjun zipped up and returned to the Hyundai car, the episode just now swept away his annoying feelings, and he also had a faint smile on his face.

After solving his personal needs on the side of the road, Weng Tingjun returned to Luo Yuhao's home in Mokdong.

Zhou Shuchen still maintained his inscrutableness, and Luo Yuhao continued to do his best.

Weng Tingjun didn't bother Luo Yuhao, took a comfortable shower, and lay on the sofa in the living room looking at the photo with the woman.

"Well, who could this woman be? looks very young, with the value of this BMW car, it should be a very popular artist recently, right? ”

While appearing on the naver search engine, Weng Ting used the elimination method to eliminate them one by one.

Park Shin Hye? Well, the thighs aren't that thin, Park Bo-young? No, the body is not so plump, T-ara I've seen it all, let alone 2ne1, obviously there is no such equipment, that is the girlhood?

"Big Brother ---"

A worried cry interrupted Weng Tingjun's train of thought, Koreans have one card and one machine, Weng Tingjun believes that this Bai Fumei will not joke with her future, right? Just put this matter aside for the time being. Putting down the phone, Weng Tingjun smiled and said, "What's wrong?" ”

"I see your forehead is swollen."

Weng Tingjun showed a rare embarrassed smile, now that he eats him and uses him, and his car has been damaged, Weng Tingjun is also a little embarrassed.

"I was about to tell you about it, I had a car accident, and I asked someone from the service station to drive your car to repair it."

Luo Yuhao was shocked, the car is a dead thing, you can buy it again if you don't have it, but Bole is hard to find after all, "Brother, be careful next time!" ”

Weng Tingjun's heart warmed, and he could best see a person's sincerity in a hurry, he inexplicably thought of that woman, and in the same situation, she also showed her sincerity.

It's just that Weng Tingjun chose to smile differently, "It's okay, it's a small injury." ”

Luo Yuhao made a fuss and was about to take Weng Tingjun to the hospital for examination, Weng Tingjun waved his hand, "I see that you seem to have something to say just now, you can say it." ”

"Oh, it's not a big deal, I just wanted you to see the quality of these girls in the studio."

Weng Tingjun is happy, is it possible that this old boy wants to unspoken rules for these anchors? Anyway, he was too idle to panic, so he agreed.

Logged on to his registered account--- Troubadour, a rather mocking name, he must always be on his guard.

He also has a mortal enemy.

……

South Korea's Internet speed is really the first in the world, and Weng Tingjun found his signed anchor poet-XXX in three or two clicks.

The unsatisfactory anchor he didn't skimp on spending money to brush a wave, the anchor who created zào300W won backstage in three days, he was even more generous.

As soon as he made a move, it was one million won, and he quickly pressed the screen of his phone with trembling hands.

With each stroke, he could feel the pain of being hit by that dinosaur crit that day, and Weng Tingjun vaguely noticed a flash of coldness in the corner of his eye.

However, these investments are necessary, and this is like the hype in the entertainment industry, which is about the same.

"Wow--- thank you poet oba~~~" The sweet and glutinous voice deliberately has a long tail note with the unique coquettish attributes of Korean women, which makes people get goosebumps, and the next barrage scrolling speed makes Weng Tingjun completely understand the feeling of those pilots flying over his head when he was listening to music in his previous life.

"Thank you, Brother Poet!!"

"My poet brother is mighty and domineering."

"My poet brother is the most handsome."

"Great, this is simply the rhythm of Shenhao, let's have another group."

"Brother poet, you must be missing a pendant on your thigh, I can do laundry and cook and pout, so take me."

Left and right a poet brother, Weng Tingjun was overjoyed, this sycophant is comfortable.

He admired his vision again, and he even regarded the anchor in Luo Yuhao's mouth as a big show female contestant.

Fortunately, he questioned Luo Yuhao's ability to make money, but fortunately he was not too thorough, otherwise it would be too much of a slap in the face.

At this time, Weng Tingjun also completely linked the mature anchor industry in South Korea with the domestic GY platform in his previous life, although the name is different, but the content is about the same.

The purpose of the performance is to make money, entertain the public, serve the local tyrants well, and make money yourself, why not do it for the best of both worlds?

"Good vision." Weng Tingjun has no experience as a boss, but he believes that it is right to give some rewards to his subordinates appropriately.

Luo Yuhao also smiled with satisfaction, as a maxima, what he wanted most was Bole's affirmation.

"Your car is also broken, and I need a car too, so I'll give you another 1E5 won, and you go buy two cars."

Luo Yuhao was not carried away by the big surprise, "No, I can't accept it, you need it more, my current work is at home, and occasionally I go to the studio in a few steps, I ......"

Weng Tingjun sat up straight, and said in a somewhat solemn tone, "Yu Hao, I am a person who has a clear distinction between public and private, if you don't accept what you deserve, I will doubt your motives, and besides, if you hadn't stopped me at the beginning, it is estimated that I am fighting with Zheng Mingyu on the battlefield now." ”

Luo Yuhao's face turned pale, but his heart was also full of gratitude, "I know." ”

Weng Tingjun's heart hurt again, and the assets of 3760W are now 200W.

Next time, it's better to decorate B less.

Jingle bells.

The phone rang.

Luo Yuhao was a little embarrassed, Weng Tingjun signaled that he was okay to answer the phone, and he continued to watch the performances of these anchors.

I lost interest after watching it for a while, and suddenly remembered Park Ni mark, listening to Luo Yuhao, this kid said, it seems that he is also an anchor?

"Yes, it's me, it's inconvenient for me to answer the phone now, I'll call you later."

"Beat your brother-in-law, why don't you go to the job I introduced you? Oh my god, you know the faces of those vampires back then. ”

"I have a better job now, thank you, I will be responsible for the loss and burden caused to you."

"Damn, you're crazy, what job could be better than this? You're a paparazzi, you've seen a lot of far, and your experience is naturally full, in case you have an idea one day and come up with an amazing idea, you're popular, you know? ”

"If you dream too much, it's a fantasy, okay, I thank you, I'll invite you to drink another day."

Luo Yuhao hung up the phone and turned off the phone directly.

"Is it important?" Weng Tingjun didn't raise his head, he couldn't find Park Nima, he also patiently watched the performance quality of his anchors, and did more homework to find out the shortcomings, which means that he can make more money, and he doesn't feel tired of making money.

"No, nothing."

Weng Tingjun didn't continue to ask, he suddenly looked at one of his anchors during the live broadcast with an expression like a dead dog at home, she didn't look bad, she should have everything, obviously there were 2,000 people in the channel, but there was no movement, suddenly his heart moved, "There is something you need to do, do you know where to find a large number of water army?" Afraid that Luo Yuhao wouldn't understand, he explained, "Similar to the zombie number we put in the anchor's live broadcast room." ”

"Oh, you said that there are many water armies in South Korea, as long as you have a topic, they will even serve you for free, such as the Tablo incident."

Weng Tingjun sighed and didn't say anything more.