After a frolicking, the girls hung their own colors, without exception. Zhao Yuanxi's face was covered with cream, and he became a veritable cream student.

Tiffany and Seo Hyun are the most innocent, they are the target of the cake from beginning to end, Tiffany sighs, "Hey, who said you want to play the cake game?" ”

The girls unanimously pointed to Sunny, who bowed his head and pretended to be innocent, and Sunny argued, "Didn't you have a good time just now, and now blame me, and you didn't object when I proposed." ”

Jessica pulled out a stack of tissues and wiped the cream from her hair, the slippery feeling made her uncomfortable, glared at Sunny, and said angrily, "But we didn't approve of it either." ”

Sunny looked at Jessica without showing weakness, and said flatly, "Isn't there no objection to the acquiescence?" ”

Jessica snorted coldly and turned her head to let Kwon Yoori wipe the cream from her hair. The two of them stared at each other, and neither of them was convinced.

Cho Won-hee came out to play a round to ease the atmosphere, "Today is Taeyeon's birthday, everyone had a lot of fun, this is a day worth remembering." In fact, the worst person is me, okay, being besieged by you, you, you and you in turn. As he spoke, he pointed to Lin Yun'er, who was the first to attack him, then Jessica, who took advantage of his unpreparedness to sneak attack, and Sunny, who put a cold gun in his back, and Choi so-young, who suffered an unwarranted disaster and became involved in the battle.

Zhao Yuanxi was dressed in white, but there was no trace of cream, but the right cheek and hair were full of cream and cake chips, and the girls looked at Zhao Yuanxi's miserable appearance and smiled, sweeping away the depressed atmosphere before.

The girls cleaned up separately, exhausted and tired, and couldn't wait to return to the dormitory to clean. After sending a group of girls back to their dormitory in Qingtan Cave, Zhao Yuanxi returned to his dormitory in Apguting.

After the excitement, it was cold, Zhao Yuanxi returned to the dormitory alone and faced the empty room, and suddenly felt a burst of emptiness for no reason, remembering that the girls in her girlhood secretly sighed that there were still many people.

I opened the fridge and walked out to the balcony with a can of beer. Cho Won-hee's Apgujeong H apartment is located next to the Han River, and from the top floor, you can see the Hannam Bridge, Seongsu Bridge, and Banpo Bridge. The nearest is the Hannam Bridge, where the semi-circular blue steel bridges protruding from the bridge like snail shells are undulating like regular camping tents, and the orange lights on both sides of the piers are projected on the Han River like a brilliant sunset.

Zhao Yuanxi took a big sip of beer, and was about to turn around and walk into the room, when suddenly there was a pain in the back of his right head, followed by a black eye, and there seemed to be dozens of strong currents in his head that instantly hit his brain, causing him to have spasms all over his body, and his limbs trembled involuntarily.

"Bang dang." The beer can in his hand slipped to the ground, and Zhao Yuanxi slowly knelt down on the iron railing of the balcony, shriveling to the ground.

This time the pain was stronger than ever, and Zhao Yuanxi leaned his body, gasping for breath, struggling to resist the pain in his heart.

I don't know how long it took to get up, the pain gradually dissipated, Zhao Yuanxi got up with difficulty holding on to the railing, and supported his hands on the railing to stabilize his body.

The night in early March was a bit cold, and the chill brought by the breeze lifted Zhao Yuanxi's spirits, and the Han River in the night was quiet and soft, churning and surging, silent.

Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.

The next day, Zhao Yuanxi came to his practice room on time to start a day of training, and his agent Song Jifan knocked on the door.

"Is there an itinerary?" Zhao Yuanxi glanced at Song Jifan and asked.

"It's not an itinerary, it's an invitation, it's up to you to decide whether to go or not."

As Zhao Yuanxi's agent, Song Ki-beom feels that he has no sense of existence, except for a limited number of times when he accompanies Zhao Yuanxi on the singing stage of KBS Music Bank, the rest of the activities are accompanied by his two assistant agents, and Zhao Yuanxi's itinerary is simple, and he is almost in a semi-unemployed state of idleness most of the time.

If it weren't for the fact that Zhao Yuanxi was a newcomer highly praised by the company, Song Jifan would almost suspect that he and Zhao Yuanxi were refrigerated by the company. Even if he received an invitation to shoot a MV, Song Ki-bum couldn't help but run in person, not for anything else, just to increase his sense of existence.

"What invitation?"

"Zhang Liyin's Chinese album title track "Star Wish" and "Happy Left Bank" MV shooting."

"Who are you shooting with?"

Song Ki-beom looked at the information and replied, "SJ's Han Geng and Lee Yeon-hee." ”

Zhao Yuanxi was silent for a while, and shook his head gently, "Push it away, I don't have time." ”

For his Chinese fellow countrymen, Zhao Yuanxi can help as much as he can, and there are a lot of things like shooting MVs, which is of little significance to him.

The look of disappointment in Song Ki-beom's eyes flashed, he originally thought that Zhao Yuanxi would agree to participate in the shooting, after all, the collaborators were Zhang Liyin and Han Geng, who were of the same nationality as him.

If you change other artists and agents, conflicts will inevitably break out in the current situation, artists are not only the company's money-making machines, but the agent's salary is also closely related to the workload of artists.

Of course, Zhao Yuanxi is not an ordinary artist, and Song Jifan is not an iron-blooded agent. All Song Jifan needs is to get himself moving, even if it's just to add a little bit of work to Zhao Yuanxi.

Zhao Yuanxi didn't understand Uncle Song's intentions, and still went his own way.

In the following time, in addition to practicing vocal music, Zhao Yuanxi paid attention to the Korean securities market, and the good news of his full holdings of offshore construction was frequent, including the acquisition of a medium-sized real estate company and the acquisition of Xingang Construction in Busan, which stimulated the stock price to rise all the way, rising by 13% in just two weeks.

Cho Won-hee's total assets in the Korean stock market increased by more than 4 billion won from 1.6 billion won to the market, which was enough to obtain the shares and voice of S.M Company he needed.

In 2005, S.M's share price soared to nearly 40,000 won per share, and Lee so-man, who was the chairman at that time, was of course a member of the 100 billion club, but unfortunately S.M's stock price fell sharply in mid-06, and the stock price fell below 1,000 won per share at the lowest.

From mid-2006 to early 2008, S.M's stock price can be said to have made investors vomit blood, from a peak of 33,000 won to 970 won.

Cho Won-hee joined S.M, and the sales of his first album exceeded 450,000 copies in three weeks, and the sales of 500,000 platinum albums were just around the corner.

On this day, Zhao Yuanxi clicked on the stock price of S.M Entertainment Company, and found that the stock price fell sharply by 14%, and fell twice, and was surprised.

Li Yuanjun's bribery case has long been concluded, and the news at this time is indeed groundless, and only S.M is involved in many entertainment companies, which is intriguing.

Zhao Yuanxi clicked the mouse, closed the message interface, and a smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth. Zhilu said that he did not have enough money, so he released a rumor at the right time to deliberately suppress the stock price of S.M Entertainment Company, so that he could absorb S.M Company's shares at a low price in the secondary market.

Uncle Xian, this is a one-stop service, the rhythm of sending Buddha to the west.