Time goes back to an hour ago. Seoul Gimpo Airport, a customs exit from abroad.

"What's going on in the United States?"

"The design draft has been handed over to the manufacturer on time, and the first model can be made as late as tomorrow."

"How are the Hong Kong counters in contact?"

"It's still being discussed. The other party agreed to our brand entry, but insisted on refusing to give in to the expenses."

"Tell them that my bottom line can only accept the quotation and then cut it by two percent. It is not the only shopping mall in Hong Kong!"

"Also, did Taylor contact you?" As soon as he stopped, Jessie Jeon turned her head and asked.

"Eh?" The assistant who was pushing the luggage cart closely behind him was unable to react. He quickly tilted the car and fell to one side, staggered a few steps before stabilizing the center of gravity again.

"No, no." Reported stutteringly, the unconcealed tension on his face exposed the real situation.

"Tell him that I will go back at most three days and ask him not to chase him again." After sighing, an inexplicable light flashed in Sika's eyes.

"Yes, I understand Miss Sika." The assistant wiped his sweat, responded continuously, bowed and took two steps back.

The agent sister who had been following the other side took two steps and walked side by side with Sika.

"Oh, you will scare him like this." He looked at his assistant who seemed to be still in shock, and his agent sister said with a smile.

"If his psychological quality is so poor, I don't think I need such an employee." Sika snorted, and she disagreed.

"Haha," she laughed twice and walked out of the door close to the exit. The agent's sister quickly reminded: "Keep smiling, maybe your fans will pick you up."

"Do I still have my fans in Korea now?" said with a self-deprecating smile, and a trace of loneliness flashed in Sika's eyes.

"Ah!" With a low shout, the agent's sister grabbed Xika's shoulder, turned her body over and looked at her very seriously: "Is it okay to have some confidence in myself?"

"You are Jessica, the iceberg princess who will always be proud of in the hearts of fans!"

"***Araso." Nodded and responded perfunctorily, Sika opened the agent's hands and said with a pout, "Now it's just an outdated idol."

While speaking, she threw away the agent and walked out of the automatic door of the exit.

"Ahhhhh! Jessica!"

"Sicaoni, look here!"

"Big! My goddess!"

The sudden white light made Xika's eyes sting, who was not wearing sunglasses. The elongated sound in her ears was heard in a trance, and her thinking reacted slowly.

Ah, I'm a fan of mine.

The slowing time returned to normal speed in an instant, with the roaring noise, the camera shutter, and the light and dark flash. Sika quickly adapted to all this, and a perfect smile began to bloom on her stiff face.

"Thank you! Thank you! I'm very happy to see you!" While waving his hand, he greeted his fans. Under the protection of his agent and assistant, he was not a lot of people passing by, and was surrounded by fans from front, back, left and right. Sika smiled and kept stroking her long hair.

"What? Are you nervous?" The agent's teasing sound came into his ears in a faint voice, his eyebrows raised, and Sika's lips squirmed slightly.

"What a big scene. I think when Girls' Generation went to Japan and China, they had to go to VIP channels!"

"Just be stubborn." He curled his lips and the agent stopped the topic.

With the flash of the airport's front door flashing into a daytime flash, Jessica passed through the traffic light, and the nanny car drove over and just stopped in front of her.

He opened the car door and got into the car. Regardless of the assistant handling the luggage, Sika sat in the soft and spacious seat, tilted her head and moved her stiff neck, and let out a comfortable sigh.

"Go home first?" The agent got into the co-pilot and turned his head to ask Sika.

"No," closed his eyes, a trace of fatigue appeared on Sika's face, "Go to pick up Xiujing first."

"Ah, but--" the agent's sister asked hesitantly, her eyes a little embarrassed.

"What's wrong?" Sika opened her eyes and looked at the agent.

"Because, I'm here!" A gentle lit up on my shoulders, and a strange sound came from behind me.

In an instant, his hair stood up, and Sika let out a harsh scream in her voice, tightly clenched her body and turned her head to look!

"Sister, it's me!" Xiujing stretched her head forward, revealing her face from the darkness in the back row, looking at the frightened Jessica with laughter and cry.

"Ah!!!" Still still in shock, Xika felt her body weak and she didn't have the strength to raise her hand to hit her sister hard. She shouted with a hint of crying.

"I'm sorry, I'm wrong." Seeing tears in my sister's eyes, Xiujing finally realized the seriousness of the problem. She stretched out her hand to stroke Xika's back with a flattering look, then held her face with both hands: "surprise!"

"Surprise you, a big-headed ghost!" With deep breathing, Sika finally calmed down and took advantage of her strength to teach her naughty sister a lesson: "Jorne Zheng! I think you are itchy! You dare to scare me like this!"

"Haha, try it!" After saying that, without waiting for Xika to react, a smirk was on the corner of her mouth, and Xiujing rushed towards her sister.

"Haha, ha, no, no, ah!" Xika was itchy on her waist by Xiujing's hand. She had no strength to fight back at all, but she was stubborn and refused to beg for mercy.

"Zheng, Zheng Ermao, you, wait for me!" Her hands were imprisoned by Xiujing, and tears burst into tears in her eyes. However, Xika, the arrogant guy, still gritted his teeth and shouted: "I, I will definitely take revenge."

This is probably the so-called attack strength and attack desire are inversely proportional?

"Okay, okay, stop making trouble, stop fighting." Finally, there was enough trouble, Xiujing let go of her hand and retreated to her seat, tidying up her messy clothes and hair while looking at Xika with a smirk.

Her cheeks were red, her eyes were filled with spring waves, and she bit her lips gently, rolling her eyes charmingly. Xika's charm at this moment was really seductive.

"Why are you here?" Sighing, Sika concealed her joy, looked at her sister carefully and asked, "Why are you so much fat?"

"Where do I have it!" He widened his eyes and retorted, but Xiujing felt a little guilty: there was basically no itinerary during this period, and she was not very concerned about practice. Maybe, indeed...

"Let's go to have a meal." As she quickly changed the subject, Xiujing looked at Xika and smiled: "I have booked a hotel room."

"So sensible? Everyone knows how to welcome me?" Xika looked at her sister with a smile and pinched her face affectionately: "Ai Yigu, my sister is really..."

"Haha," said to the front driver with a smile: "Uncle, please go to Cheongtandong."
Chapter completed!