The next day, Park Ji-sub rubbed his head and sat up from the bed, glanced at Park Hyo-min, who was still sleeping like a dead pig, and then looked at the plaster cast on his right hand, and suddenly felt a lot of pressure. I was so stimulated by this girl last night that I didn't even notice this.

After getting up in a hurry, washing up, and going directly to the hospital to retake the medicine, the baby-faced boy breathed a sigh of relief. In case the injury becomes serious and Li Juli knows, he and Park Hyo-min will have to take a break.

It was still the black Mercedes-Benz SUV, Park Ji-sub wore sunglasses and entered through the side door of the company in a low-key manner, but he was attracted by a noisy sound after only two steps. I saw a group of assistants and bodyguards surrounding three nanny cars not far away, nine girls jumped down from them one after another, and the fans waiting at the door surrounded them.

"Yo, Jinwa, has Girls' Generation been hot lately?" Park Ji-sub stopped and asked curiously while standing around the corner looking at the movement at the main gate.

"It's not very hot." After Jinwa glanced at the lively scene at the door, he said with a somewhat inexplicable expression on his rough face: "I heard that it is because after that concert, the SONE who stayed behind have become diehards, and not many people are still chasing the itinerary collectively." ”

"Really?" Park Ji-sub nodded thoughtfully, then turned around and walked towards the elevator.

His injuries have almost recovered, but the absurdity of last night seems to have delayed his recovery, but at most he can move freely for half a month and do some simple movements. That said, it's time for some of the plans to begin.

After taking care of some things in the office, Park Ji-sub went to the door of a large room on the second floor that was marked 'Girls' Generation Lounge'. After straightening his clothes, he pushed the door and entered, and a playful sound came, making people think they had entered kindergarten.

I saw Kim Taeyeon riding on Lim Yoona's belly, surrounded by Choi so-young, Kim Hyo-yeon, and Kwon Yoo-ri. The girl who usually has the title of Dali Yun is angry and resisting. But under the suppression of a few people, the kneaded face was red, and he looked like he was angry.

Seo Hyun is reading a book with a helpless expression, Jung so-yeon is catching up on sleep with a U-shaped pillow, and SUNNY and Pani are working on makeup. There were assistants around who were packing up costumes and various props, and a young female agent was rubbing her head with a stressful look.

"President!"

A girl who was moving clothes found someone at the door. Suddenly exclaimed.

Then there was another burst of chickens and dogs jumping in the lounge, and Kim Taeyeon hurriedly got up from Lim Yoon-a, and by the way, helped the girl pull up the clothes that had been lifted. Choi so-young, Kwon Yoo-ri, and Kim Hyo-yeon flashed awkwardly to the side, with a very well-behaved expression. SUNNY and Pani put down the cosmetics in their hands and got up and bowed honestly, while Seo Hyun also put away the book and stood up to say hello. Only Zheng Xiuyan was still lying on the chair with a comfortable face, as if she was going to sleep until she was old.

"Iceberg, wake up."

Kim Tae-yeon carefully glanced at the expressionless Park Ji-sub. walked up to Zheng Xiuyan and kicked her foot, and the other party shouted quietly.

"President, ...... here" The female agent trotted up and said with a nervous face, "Because the trip is too tiring, there are no strict rules for customization." ”

"I remember your name is Chen Changyun, right?" Park Ji-sub glanced at Kim Taeyeon, who was still shouting at Jung so-yeon, raised his eyebrows and looked at the girl in front of him and asked lightly.

"Yes, President." The girl replied with a nervous face.

"Not bad!" After Park Ji-sub said a word, he walked past the other party and walked to Kim Taeyeon.

Chen Changyun turned his head to look at Park Ji-sub with a confused expression, is this a compliment? Compared to the girl's doubts, Kim Taeyeon is a little stressed. She retracted her foot in embarrassment. Standing aside with her little head down, she looked helplessly at Zheng Xiuyan, who was still sleeping like a pig.

"Looks like you're in a good mood?" Park Ji-sub grinned. Staring at the eight girls standing in a row, he asked slowly.

"Just have fun, don't mind, president." Kim Taeyeon said weakly.

I didn't feel it when I didn't join Citrine.P before, but now after I arrived at Renjia's company, the nine girls realized Park Ji-sub's true prestige. From the time they entered the company to the present, everyone they came into contact with was in awe and admiration for this baby-faced boy. The other party has single-handedly created a team of all the artists now, and many of them are people who have been working hard with Park Ji-sub since the GOOD period. And their agent is one of them.

I don't know if it's affected by the atmosphere, Kim Taeyeon finds that she can't talk to Park Ji-sub with the attitude she used to have.

"Well, girls should be lively." Park Ji-sub said casually: "By the way, the new company is quite satisfied, right?" ”

"Satisfied, much better than before." The eight girls looked at each other. Kim Taeyeon said quickly: "And Chen Changyun Ernie is better to us than S.M's agent." ”

"That's good, have you been traveling a lot lately?" Park Ji-sub pulled over a chair and sat next to Jung so-yeon, pinching the girl's long golden hair and playing with it and asking casually, "Why did so-yeon slave sleep so dead." ”

"This ......" Kim Taeyeon suddenly felt speechless.

"OPPA, slaves used to be like this, but at that time there was an agent in charge, so I didn't have a chance to sleep so dead." Xu Xian whispered.

Park Ji-sub's hand froze, and then turned his head and pinched Jung so-yeon's face. found that the other party really didn't react at all, except for the shallow chest floating, it was like death. Pinching his fingers, Park Ji-sub pinched Jung so-yeon's nose......

"Ah, Kim Taeyeon, do you want to die?"

Sure enough, after a while, Zheng Xiuyan shouted loudly with a cold face. Then the girl was stunned, because Kim Taeyeon was a few steps away, and the owner, who was pinching her nose and hand, was sitting next to her.

"Long time no see, your hands are not good." Zheng Xiuyan waved her hand casually and said, "What time is it, are you going to perform?" ”

"Slave, I'm the president." Park Ji-sub coughed lightly and said emphatically.

"Oh, hello president, is there something wrong?" Zheng Xiuyan rubbed her eyes and asked in a daze, "Hey, Changyun Oni, give me some eye drops." ”

Park Ji-sub looked at each other with a twitch of cheeks, then ignored the girl, turned to look at the other eight and said, "Do you know when the new album will be released?" ”

"Director Xu said that he would wait until the president's injury healed." SUNNY replied honestly after glancing at Jung so-yeon, who was still sitting in her seat.

"That's it!" Park Ji-sub pinched his fingers and thought about it, then shouted with a smile: "Chen Changyun XI!" ”

The girl who was giving Zheng Xiuyan eye drops hurriedly put away the medicine bottle, stood up straight and replied.

"Let Xu Junxiu send a few more assistants, and half a month later, Girls' Generation will go to the United States to shoot the MV of the new album, and I will star in the MV actor." Park Ji-sub stood up and pulled the corner of his clothes, and said unhurriedly: "You guys make preparations, there may be a performance this time, don't embarrass South Korea." ”

"Going to the United States? Can you go to Hawaii. ”

A very inappropriate voice sounded, Zheng Xiuyan closed her eyes and asked in a lazy tone. (To be continued.) )

PS: I'm going to start sprinting~!