"Did Li Xiuman ask you to meet?"

Han Yu was quite surprised when he received a call from Zheng Xiuyan. On the one hand, they did not have contacted privately for a while, and on the other hand, it was also because of the news brought by Zheng Xiuyan.

"Yes." Zheng Xiuyan's voice sounded crisply, and she could hear it. There was a hint of briskness in her tone. "President Li said he hoped to have a meal with me this afternoon. Do you... think I should go?"

Jessica Jung and others are artists who debuted during the period when Lee Soo-man was in power. There are many names for Lee Soo-man, similar to "teacher" and "director". People with close relationships, such as members of Girls' Generation, who called "uncle" and other friendly names in the early days of their debut.

But these are already past tense.

Time makes people grow up and gradually changes their views on someone who once admired very much.

At this time, Jung Soo-yeon used the title "President Lee" in her call with Han Yu, which invisibly expressed her position of drawing a clear line.

Or, from the day she had to leave Girls' Generation, her relationship with many people in SM has never returned to her past.

"You don't need to ask me about this question."

Han Yu's gentle voice as usual came from the phone in his ear, and there was no difference, "Since it was an invitation for you alone, you can just think about it yourself."

Jessie Jeon, who was sitting in the studio, wrinkled her nose without any trace, and seemed to be holding her cell phone casually and asked, "Does it matter whether I go or not, OPPA?"

"If I told you not to go, would you be obedient?" Han Yu asked back.

"Of course!" Jessie Jeon replied without hesitation.

"Really?" Unexpectedly, Han Yu asked again as if he was confirmation.

As soon as he said this, Jessie Jeon, who had just sworn, was inexplicably in a brief silence.

After a while, she lowered her head slightly, held her cell phone and bent the corners of her lips, "I knew you understood me the best... That's right, even if OPPA asks me not to go, I will go."

"I understand." Han Yu on the other side of the phone also smiled, "Because you are Jessie Jeon. No matter what, SM and Lee Soo-man have kindness to you, and they are elders. If you don't go, you can't overcome the hurdle in your heart. If you can't follow your heart, you are not Jessie Jeon."

Jessica Jung made a nasal sound that seemed to be acting coquettish and expressing recognition. She raised her chin and faced the high-brightness lights in the studio, and said with a smile: "Do you know me quite well? In this way, I also know you OPPA very well. At this level... can we two almost fall in love?"

"Cough! Cough..."

In an instant, a series of dry coughs came from the cell phone in my ears, and even the staff members who were staying near Jessie Jeon froze, and they felt the urge to cover their ears and escape quickly.

You know, it doesn’t matter if you listen to some gossip, and some gossips may be in danger of being fired.

However, a few female employees, on the surface, were trembling, but in private, they couldn't help but take a few steps closer to Jessie Jeon, pricked up their ears, and eavesdropped with implicit excitement.

Dafa, this is the pink gossip between the president and the current top sister of the company! When will you not listen to it now?

The American agent of Jessica Jung was even more out of the way. She simply pulled her small stool and sat next to Jessica Jung, holding her face in her hands, staring at Jessica Jung who was talking on the phone with her eyes luminous, with her excited expression completely uncovered.

In the LJ Group in the United States, who has ever heard of Boss’ scandal? This is the first time!

The passionate look even Jessica Jung, who was mentally prepared before she said it, couldn't stand it.

She glanced at the agent with a funny and awkward look, and continued with her phone, "What's wrong? OPPA, don't you?"

This sentence has pushed people further into the corner.

The other side of the phone was quiet, and after a while, Han Yu's voice rang again calmly.

"Since my opinion is actually not important, why did you call me specifically?"

Another time, Han Yu-style forced change of topics.

Jung Soo-yeon was not surprised to squint her red lips and muttered something silently.

She never thought that Han Yu could give her any substantial answer, just to tease this man.

The two of them haven't been in contact for so long, and he doesn't care about him. He probably never thought about whether he missed him very much...

"OPPA, you are the president. Now our company and SM are having trouble again. When I meet President Li, of course I have to ask you in advance."

Jung Soo-yeon blinked, and the glittering sequins on her cheeks added a bit of charm and charm to her movement. "And, to be honest, I also believe that OPPA you won't make me feel embarrassed, you will definitely let me go."

For some reason, it may be because he had not been in contact for a while, Han Yu could feel the attachment that Jung Soo-yeon conveyed to herself by phone.

She deliberately imitated the little girl to act coquettishly and talked to him with a smile. Maybe the purpose of her call today was not to tell him anything, but to just take the opportunity to listen to his voice and say a few words to him.

People from the outside world probably have never seen the rumored "Iceberg Princess" reveal such a daughter posture.

She pressed her phone tightly against her ear, lowered her head and smiled slightly, and her instant charm made people's heartbeat.

Even some male staff around him looked at him slightly, and they didn't come back to their senses until they were reminded by their colleagues around him.

"What a familiar confidence..."

Although Han Yu on the other side of the phone could not see it with his own eyes, he still smiled and said, "Then, let's do it. Go, the president, I agree to you."

"Really?" Jung Soo-yeon asked him with a cell phone, tilted her head and smiled.

Rather than asking, I was expecting him to say a few more words to him.

"Yeah, really."

"Do I need to report to you the whole meeting process afterwards?"

"Well……"

Jung Soo-yeon immediately smiled, holding her cell phone and wrinkled her nose: "OPPA, I haven't seen you for a few days, why do you feel more and more stupid? Don't worry, in order to make you feel at ease, I will definitely call you to report... Don't stop answering my phone number, have you heard it?"

"……Um."

The agent sitting aside tried to hold back his laughter, and really didn't dare to make himself laugh out loud, so as not to be heard by the president on the other end of the phone.

Who has ever seen the noble Lion Heart King so timid? No, I heard too many things today, will the boss really be called to talk to you alone?

"Oh by the way, and there's more, don't hang up the phone, I haven't said anything."

Han Yu on the other end of the phone got rid of the embarrassment in his heart. He heard this and asked in confusion: "Is there anything else?"

Jessica Jung sat up straight, her previous naughty and teasing expression on her face was gone, and replaced by a serious gentleness.

She held her cell phone and said softly: "I miss you...that's the saying."

After saying that, she saw the agent beside her open his mouth slightly, smiling astonishedly, and silently made an "OMG" lip at her. She smiled slightly, but a little bit of shy blush was quietly dyed in the roots of her ears.

It also caused the colleagues nearby who had not heard it to move a few steps away from it and tried to turn their heads and eavesdrop.

The other end of the phone was quiet again.

A few seconds later, a helpless and gentle male voice came over.

"Yes, I get it."

...

Jessica Jung has a lot of itineraries today. Even if she had coordinated the time in advance, when she arrived at the agreed location in the afternoon, the time was still a little late, which made her feel a little annoyed.

When he arrived outside the door of the private room, Jung Soo-yeon took a deep breath, adjusted the expression on her face, then raised her hand and knocked on the door.

Soon, the door of the private room was opened from the inside.

A middle-aged face wearing glasses entered Jessie Jeon's sight with a kind smile, which made her feel extremely familiar, and she couldn't help but feel complicated emotions in her heart.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Li Xiuman, who walked back to her seat, waved her hand indifferently and looked at Jessie Jung who was taking off her shoes and walking into the box, "It's okay. I also know that you should be very busy at work recently. After all, SOLO debuted very successfully, right? Suddenly, I asked for a busy person out, this is actually my responsibility."

Zheng Xiuyan smiled when she heard this, and said nothing. She put down her bag and sat down opposite Lee Soo-man.

"Depending on how you look, you probably haven't eaten yet, right? Let's have a meal first, and after the meal, we will talk. This is how people in our country like to talk about things. They like to be at the dining table and at the wine table, but in fact these are all accompanies. After the talk about things, basically the dining table and the wine table are thrown aside. This habit is not good at all. Since it is said that it is coming to eat, of course, you have to finish the most important things first, right?"

Li Xiuman warmly picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Zheng Xiuyan. Zheng Xiuyan quickly raised the cup with both hands to pick it up. She looked at Li Xiuman's smile that was still unchanged. After thinking about it, she picked up the chopsticks, and like Li Xiuman, lowered her head and started eating.

The meal was quite dull, but Li Xiuman would often take the initiative to pick up food for Zheng Xiuyan. Zheng Xiuyan just bowed her head politely and did not refuse, and there was no unnecessary communication between the two.

It was not until Li Xiuman put down the chopsticks in his hand that Zheng Xiuyan, who was sitting opposite him, then turned up and put down the chopsticks and sat down.

She knew that it was time to get to the point of today's meal.

"You also know my style of doing things. I won't say anything cumbersome."

Li Xiuman poured another cup of tea and cleared his mouth. After he put the empty cup on the table, his eyes met Zheng Xiuyan's eyes.

"Soyeon, do you... want to think about it and come home?"
Chapter completed!