Chapter 633: Offering

I once read such an introduction in a certain book, saying that shark eyes are very scary. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info is not because of its appearance, but because of the dead and cold eyes, which makes the person looking at it involuntarily chill.

Zheng Chengxian was a turtle in his last life, and he had never seen such a fierce god in his life, although he devoted himself to South Korea in his life, he had never had the opportunity to really see a shark once, so he couldn't understand what that kind of look was like.

However, in the face of Park Geun-hye, Jung Sung-hyun still experienced the feeling of cold hairs standing on end and his body tense.

It's like a mad dog with a drooling mouth, staring at you motionlessly.

"Ahem. . . Cough.. In fact, the idea of young people is very simple. ā€

Zheng Chengxian suppressed the discomfort in his heart, coughed dryly and said: "You can play with them together, think of going together, and don't laugh at and belittle their interests and hobbies, and they will have good intentions towards you." ā€

"Then how do you hang out with them?"

Zheng Chengxian hesitated for a moment and asked carefully:

"I don't know Ms. Park, do you have any experience with children?"

Park Geun-hye shook her head, her face fluttering.

She has spent all her life thinking on the country, and she has not been married, so how can she have children.

"Have you ever been with young people?" Jung Sung-hyun asked again.

"Of course there are, and there are a lot of young people in the ministry."

Thinking about those 'young men' in black suits and white shirts, black-framed glasses, and briefcases in their hands, Zheng Chengxian sighed dejectedly.

"What's wrong? Can't they? ā€

Seeing him sigh, Park Geun-hye couldn't help but ask a little eagerly.

"You guys have a subordinate relationship, it's too utilitarian."

Zheng Chengxian replied disappointedly, and then asked a little unwillingly:

"Do you play self-media?"

Park Geun-hye shook her head again: "What's that?" ā€

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Zheng Chengxian thought about it for a while, if he explained to her what 'self-media' is, I was afraid that he would not be able to explain it clearly for a while, so he simply gave up.

"It's a social platform that young people use, and it's no exaggeration to say that young people nowadays almost have one share." Jung Sung-hyun replied against her will, trying to explain in a language she could understand.

"All of them?"

A gleam flashed in Park Geun-hye's eyes: "Teach me!" ā€

"This..."

Zheng Chengxian scratched his head and said with an embarrassed face: "I can't finish teaching for a while, just go back and find someone else to tell you how to play." But remember, don't communicate with people with a 'knock, I'm smiling at you, do you feel it?'" attitude. While speaking, Zheng Chengxian also made a knock on the door.

"Why?"

Park Geun-hye was puzzled:

"Isn't it etiquette to smile when talking to people?"

Zheng Chengxian looked at her with a tangled face, and his tone of voice seemed to explain his last words:

"In the virtual world, no one wants to be polite to you. I believe Ms. Park herself knows how strict the seniors and hierarchies in South Korea are. It's hard to find a place where you can chat without scruples, and you still have to talk about etiquette and morality, so it's strange that people are willing to take care of you. ā€

"What should that look like?"

Park Geun-hye rarely looked serious and asked humbly like a student listening to the lecture.

"After all, you are in this position, first of all, you must not be on the Internet as often as ordinary people. When interacting occasionally, temporarily abandon your identity and try to treat them with an equal mindset. Feeling your respect for them, these young people will naturally move closer to you. Even if you don't get closer, at least you won't deliberately vote for others because you hate you. ā€

After Jung Sung-hyun finished speaking, Park Geun-hye seemed to have an understanding, frowning and thinking silently.

"By the way, I don't know how Ms. Park's psychological endurance is?" Zheng Chengxian suddenly remembered something and hurriedly asked, and after asking, he couldn't help but pat his head, and sneered: "Look at my brain, how can I get to this day, how can my psychological quality be so bad?" ā€

Park Geun-hye asked puzzledly:

"What do you mean by that?"

Zheng Chengxian shrugged his shoulders and replied a little embarrassedly: "You know, the Internet is a free environment, and everyone can speak freely. Therefore, many people vent their dissatisfaction with reality on it, and the words they say are usually very unpleasant. ā€

"Oh, I see."

Park Geun-hye nodded and said proudly:

"You can rest assured that the slander and slander I have faced over the years is far beyond your imagination."

Her confident appearance made Zheng Chengxian a little unhappy, and he couldn't help but slander in his heart:

When you see the efforts of netizens, it's too late to call Dad!

"In short, if you can respect the ideas of young people and agree with them on a certain aspect, it will be easy for them to accept." Zheng Chengxian finally concluded, and smacked his mouth with a little regret after speaking: "It may be a little late to start now, but it's better than nothing." ā€

"yes!"

Park Geun-hye nodded approvingly, and glanced at Jung Sung-hyun meaningfully:

"Why didn't you tell me these words earlier?"

Zheng Chengxian stiffened, smiled and lowered his head and rubbed his nose, and did not pick up the stubble.

"I know you're a very wary person about politics."

Park Geun-hye took a sip of coffee and said with implicit admonition:

"But you can't just look at the downsides and ignore the great benefits. You know the dangers of politics, but don't others know? But because it also has irresistible benefits, people know the danger and still go ahead and follow suit. ā€

"Ms. Park's lesson is right, I was too short-sighted."

Zheng Chengxian bent down and apologized perfunctorily.

"You're not short-sighted."

Park Geun-hye smiled and nodded at Jung Sung-hyun: "So early on, I started thinking about pulling foreign aid, and I even went around in a big circle to start with other people's granddaughters, who dares to say that you are short-sighted with such a scheming?" ā€

Zheng Chengxian's body froze, and then pretended to be nothing. Seeing him like this, Park Geun-hye laughed again, but the smile did not make people feel warm.

"Okay, I know you're not comfortable with me, so go back."

"Good night Ms. Park, I'll say goodbye first."

Zheng Chengxian hurriedly stood up and bowed, and was about to leave with a relieved step.

"Wait a minute!"

Zheng Chengxian turned around suspiciously: "Do you have any other orders?" ā€

Park Geun-hye stood up and looked at him with a smile: "I want to remind you that you don't want to get close to me, it's okay." As long as you don't mess with me, I'll tolerate you taking refuge under my wing. But if ......"

The following words are not finished, but the meaning is clear.

Zheng Chengxian hurriedly said: "How could it be! Like I said today, I really think you're going to be the biggest winner this year, so how could I be at odds with myself? ā€

"It's best if you think so! Since I can protect you, then..."

Park Geun-hye stood proudly with her arms on her chest and waist straight, in a posture of looking down on all beings. (To be continued.) )