Weng Tingjun is now in charge, so he naturally knows that firewood and rice are expensive.

However, with Tiara's impressive record of bringing billions of won in profits to TA Entertainment, and this number is still rising, even ten planes are what they deserve.

The starlight in the sky shrouded this empty field, the fuselage with a length of six meters and a width of four meters and a half was like a Ferrari with wings, and the sky gradually became a runway for them to gallop, especially the cartoon avatars of the six members of Tiara were clearly printed on the wings on both sides, and what moved them even more was that they wore a crown on their cartoon avatars.

Park Hyo-min, who was eager to try, wanted to go inside the plane.

Weng Tingjun certainly agreed.

Now that the ownership of the plane has belonged to Tiara, they can do whatever they want, as long as they don't fly to the Blue House and the White House, Weng Ting has no right to interfere.

The internal structure of the aircraft is actually very simple, a total of seven small rooms, a small living room, a bathroom, and the interior decoration has not yet started, after all, the decoration style needs to be decided by them.

"It cost a lot of money."

Li Juli is not interested in these things, she prefers to walk on the land in a down-to-earth manner than airplanes and tanks, and feel the heaviness and depth of each piece of land.

"Not much."

Mr. Weng didn't want to talk about the economy in front of his own women, even if they didn't care. Frankly, he doesn't have much concept of money himself - he's a businessman, but he doesn't want to be a ruthless businessman who only sees profit.

That's good now.

Weng Tingjun looked at Li Juli with a little apprehension, his lips twitched, and he wanted to say it but was embarrassed.

"Look at the way you want to talk and stop, what do you say?"

Li Juli glanced at Weng Tingjun with a smile, "It's as if I'm stopping you from letting you say it." ”

Weng Tingjun thought about it, and finally decided to speak, "Park and I ......"

"Wow, this room is so big, I can't wait to go to heaven now."

Weng Tingjun just let go of his worries and wanted to confess his relationship with Park Suyan, no matter how he said it, he shouldn't let a woman bear this qiē.

They have upended many unfair disparities in status. There should be no more emotional unfairness, this is what Weng Tingjun thinks.

However, he didn't expect Park Ji-yeon, who was born out of nowhere, to suppress his mustered courage.

"Tell the truth, you're already in heaven."

"Hahaha, huh? God's good, God's good. I like the freedom. I'm scared of being sent to the eighteenth floor of hell again. ”

Park Ji-yeon is now more excited than performing in Madison Square in New York, and after a while, she smeared oil on the soles of her feet and ran to another sister's room to show off the size of her room.

"Let's talk about it first, every room here has a name, and I didn't rob you."

"Heheda, if you weren't the president's sister. I'd have killed you. ”

Quanbaolan was the first not to agree.

"I'm sorry, who called me young, Mother Wuli."

Quanbaolan's true qi rioted, and Ren Du's second vein was directly opened.

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"Okay, okay! What did you just say - you and Park? ”

"Nothing." Weng Tingjun smiled, "There is something I want to discuss with you, about the singing stage." ”

"You mean NO.9?"

"Yes, after getting a place in the popular song and music center next week, you only have the stage of the music bank left, I want to ......"

Popular Songs and Music Centers can only get up to 3 places in a row, but Music Bank is different. As long as you are not afraid of being beaten into the eighteenth layer of hell if you are too ugly to eat, you will have no problem playing fifty times in a row.

"You're worried that we've broken the Girls' Generation record, caused a backlash, and suffered another ...... If you quit early, you're worried that we'll be unbalanced, right? ”

Weng Tingjun nodded and did not deny it.

"We're very happy, yes, but we won't get carried away, we are ashamed of the strength of Girls' Generation, which we can't catch up with the hard work of the day after tomorrow. Go according to your plan, if we're going to be unbalanced even with that. Truth be told, we're not crowns. ”

In fact, to be honest, Li Juli likes to sing very much, and sometimes she really envies the conditions of other Idols. But envy is envy, she is self-aware.

The crown doesn't need to be first, and it's not first. Their wishes and goals have now been fulfilled and accomplished, and in the end, it is enough to sing and dance quietly for a few years, without having to look at people's faces and struggle again. Nothing else.

"Well, I've already asked Wu Wenxuan to prepare some drinks, I heard Sika and Xiujing say that there is a good crayfish in Jiangbei, and I will celebrate again in the evening, and I have something to say to you two when I go home——"

Early death and late death are both deaths, and Weng Tingjun believes that Sika and Juli are so reasonable, they shouldn't be too embarrassed for him.

……

……

Taking advantage of the fact that they were paving the way, Weng Tingjun quietly pulled Park Suyan to his room, stretched out his hand and gently blocked Park Suyan's small mouth.

"Don't speak, listen carefully to me - now you can only nod."

Park Suyan frowned slightly, she didn't understand what Weng Tingjun was selling, or did she say that she wanted to be here? Excitement is excitement, but there are more people, right?

"Just tonight, I'm going to confess our relationship with Sika and Curie."

Park Suyan's eyes suddenly widened, and she didn't know where the strength came from to break free from Weng Tingjun's hand at once.

"You're crazy, I said I'm enjoying the moment and don't need you to do all this useless work."

Let Sister Curie know?

Let Sika know?

Park So-yeon felt that it was better to kill her, she and Weng Ting-gyun were together, without any purpose, very pure......

She likes Weng Tingjun.

Weng Tingjun gave her enough heartbeat.

She had never had the idea of snatching Weng Tingjun from the two of them, yes, although it was very immoral and dishonorable, but compared to these, she didn't want to regret it.

If Weng Tingjun sued them, Park So-yeon would rather cut off Weng Tingjun in two.

"I'm not crazy, and I'm not doing useless work."

"I like you, if you can give me enough heartbeat, I will have a reason to sue them."

Park Su-yeon was stunned, and looked at the man in front of her in disbelief, with a determined look, a resolute tone, and a body full of strong hormones.

Is this that Weng Xiaoshou?

"As I said, you can only nod your head now."

Park So-yeon nodded subconsciously.

"Trust me."

"Hmm" Park So-yeon murmured softly, biting her lip and her eyes were misty, "Kiss me, kiss me quickly." ”

With such a shoulder to rely on, why should she pretend to be strong and pretend that it doesn't matter?

The sky is falling, and he can stand on it.

Oh, yes......

Park Suyan's eyelashes trembled slightly, feeling Weng Tingjun's warmth, gentleness, expression, and kissing skills, and she couldn't help but put her hand on her chest.

Bang bang.

Bang bang.

"Maybe it's love, right?" (To be continued.) )