After eating, Jung Sung-hyun returned to HF overnight, and it was just similar to his own memory, but it wasn't after all, and there was nothing to be nostalgic about.

Zheng Chengxian did not inform Han Jiaren of his return, and when he returned to the hotel, it was already late at night, Zheng Chengxian did not disturb her and slept quietly.

After untying the knot, Zheng Chengxian slept very soundly this night, and woke up at three o'clock in the morning.

woke up in a daze, and heard that someone seemed to be talking outside, and opened the door and walked out in confusion, and saw Wang Ling and Han Jiaren talking happily, and saw them both standing up at the same time.

"Hello Mr. Zheng!"

"Wake up, why didn't you call me when you came back yesterday?"

Zheng Chengxian rubbed his unkempt head, yawned and greeted the two of them and entered the bathroom:

"I came back late yesterday, so I didn't bother you when you fell asleep"

"Hungry or not? I'll go and prepare something for you," Han Jiaren finished speaking, stood up, opened the door, and went out.

Wang Ling drank tea and waited patiently, and yesterday the news of Zheng Chengxian's visit to HF was disseminated through reporters, and she also made a preview on TV. Things were as she expected, the audience's interest was great, and there were countless calls to the program team to inquire about the authenticity. Colleagues in the entertainment industry also contacted her to confirm the truth.

The reporters used all their means to dig out some corners and corners from the mouths of the employees of the Hilton Hotel, luxurious rooms, cheap snacks, blocked by the doorman, and other trivial things, which became interesting with the polish of a pen.

The survey on the official website and the street interviews with passers-by show that people are very interested in Zheng Chengxian, and eighty percent of the interviewed people said that they are looking forward to this issue of "Ling Distance", which is undoubtedly a shot in the arm and makes Wang Ling's motivation greater. In order to do a good job in this program, the TV station deliberately transferred personnel from other places to work overtime, and in just one day, the necessary preparations for the program were completed, and the efficiency was not low.

Now everything is ready, just waiting for the person in the bathroom.

"Ms. Wang Ling, are you ready?"

After cleaning up, Zheng Chengxian sat down opposite Wang Ling and asked bluntly.

"As soon as you are ready, Mr. Zheng, you can start recording right away!"

"Then let's start, I'm going to Shanghai after finishing here!" Jung Sung-hyun stood up and went to change his clothes.

Han Jiaren happened to walk in with food and drink, and her cautious appearance made Wang Ling, who was a woman, a little envious of Zheng Chengxian's Yanfu.

"Aren't you going to eat something?" Hearing that Zheng Chengxian was going to start work immediately, Han Jiaren asked in amazement.

"No, Nuna. Hurry up and finish this here, let's go to Shanghai"

Now that the attraction of the place has greatly decreased, he is a little eager to return to South Korea.

Seeing that Zheng Chengxian had made up his mind, Han Jiaren no longer insisted, although he didn't know why he was suddenly so anxious, but he still dutifully helped him take care of his bags, and then the three of them went out together.

"Ling Distance" is a pure interview program, one or two guests will be invited in each episode, and the program team will sometimes prepare some drinks in order to make the guests feel a relaxed and happy atmosphere.

This kind of program relies on the host's skills to maintain its operation, so the requirements for the host are very high, and Wang Ling's ability to achieve this position should not be underestimated.

Wang Ling controlled the whole recording very well. When to interject, when to listen quietly, when to show a little humor, all in order. Such an atmosphere made Zheng Chengxian feel very comfortable, and he forgot about the scene several times, and there were still many audiences, just like chatting with old friends.

After the recording, Zheng Chengxian declined Wang Ling's invitation to dine with the person in charge of the TV station and flew directly to Shanghai......

Thousands of miles away in South Korea, Quanbaolan finished the shooting of an advertisement and got into a nanny car to rush to the next place of work.

Every day is like this, after completing a job, you immediately rush to the next goal. Although it was good to talk to Zheng Chengxian, she actually felt tired and wanted to take a break.

Zheng Chengxian's last trip mentioned yì She was very happy and looking forward to it. But Zheng Chengxian's temporary change of hexagram made her feel lost, and she comforted herself in her heart that he was for work, but it was inevitable that she would be uncomfortable.

"Hey~~" Quan Baolan sighed lightly, leaning against the car window and looking at the rapidly retreating street scene outside, feeling like a bird in a cage.

Suddenly, a mobile phone rang, Baolan picked it up and smiled, and pressed the answer button:

"Bao'er, why did you call? Isn't this supposed to be busy? ”

"Ernie, something is wrong!" Quan Baoer shouted as soon as he came up.

Quan Baolan smiled: "What's the matter, what a fuss" After a long time of contact, she realized that Quan Baoer was often startled, like a child.

"I have a friend who performs in China. He told me that I had seen the news about Oba! ”

"He's so famous, it's not new to have news, what's so surprising about that?"

"The key is not this, do you know who he went to Huaguo with? It's that beautiful secretary Han - Jia - person! Quan Baoer said word by word, hoping to attract the attention of Quanbaolan.

"I know this, Oba told me." I don't know why, it's a little happy to talk about this all-treasure blue.

"They share a room, you know?"

"What?!"

Quan Baolan sat up with a wide range of eyes: "Your friend can't be mistaken, right?" ”

"No, how could it be! Now there is news all over China. Quan Bao'er paused for a moment, and continued in an anxious tone: "What should I do, Ernie, do you say that the two of them are ......?"

Quan Baolan fell silent and was at a loss.

Zheng Chengxian has always reassured her that she will call every day if she is on a business trip, but now she has not had a phone call for two days. She was still thinking nonsense just now, but now when she heard the news, all kinds of bad thoughts couldn't help but come to her heart.

"Ernie, you speak! The news should be back in South Korea soon. Han Jiaren has a husband, if Oba really does something, her reputation will be ruined! ”

Quan Baolan paused for a moment, and Bao'er's reaction was different from what she thought: "Bao'er, you ...... What do you mean? ”

"What do you mean?"

"Aren't you blaming Oba for the scandal?"

"How could it be! Don't you know what the people of Opana are like? What can he do? My concern is that this scandal will affect Oba's reputation. ”

Quan Baolan's face was hot, and she blamed herself very much, but she didn't expect Bao'er to trust Zheng Chengxian more than herself.

"Did you call Oba and ask?" Quan Baolan asked weakly.

"You should ask about this kind of thing, after all, you are the big house," Quan Bao'er muttered quietly.

Quan Baolan smiled dumbly with emotion, glanced at the agent in front of him who was concentrating on driving, and whispered under the microphone: "Bao'er, it's not the past now." There is no need to distinguish between two rooms in a big house."

"But ......" was stumbling in the microphone, and Quan Baoer didn't know how to answer it.

"Alright, I'll call and ask."

Thinking of Bao'er's embarrassment, Quan Baolan said softly: "Don't worry too much, although the Obana people look very aggressive, they are very measured and will not mess around."

These words are not so much to persuade Bao'er as to persuade themselves.

The two chatted for a while before hanging up the phone, and Quan Baolan looked at the photo of Zheng Chengxian on the phone in a daze.

Since Zheng Chengxian had a relationship with Quan Bao'er, Baolan's heart has become a source of gains and losses, and the atmosphere that he says is strong is actually very uneasy in his heart. In the final analysis, it was because he was too busy to spend time with him, and Quan Bao'er had too much advantage in this regard.

After thinking about it for a long time, Quan Baolan bit his silver teeth, picked up his mobile phone and dialed out a number:

"President Kim, I'm Baolan, and I want to take a week's leave!" (To be continued.) )