Quan Wulie was still very efficient in his work. Before darkness approached, he had already prepared all the items and furniture that Song Zhichao needed.

This man who seemed carelessly resigned from the criminal police team even bought toiletries for Song Zhichao, and those brands were still popular with Song Zhichao. It is conceivable that he has put a lot of effort into serving Song Zhichao well.

Song Zhichao was very satisfied with Quan Wulie's service, so he saw that it was getting late and wanted to keep Quan Wulie at home for dinner.

According to Chinese tradition, after moving, we have to cook for the first time and invite friends to have meals. This is called "sharking pot bottom".

But after hearing this, Quan Wulie felt a little embarrassed and finally said, "I'm sorry, President Song, I have something to do with you today. Look, can I leave first?"

Song Zhichao smiled and looked at Quan Wulie, who looked tired: "Of course, you have been tired for a day. I guess the whole Seoul has been running over to make me clear."

Quan Wulie, a rough man, scratched his head, "No, it's much easier than being a criminal policeman before. In order to handle the case, he had to contact him to stay in the car for three days and three nights to eat, drink, and urinate."

Song Zhichao nodded, "Okay, you have a break early, and I won't try to keep you anymore-but if you don't mind, can you ask what you are doing when you are so anxious?"

"It's nothing. Today is my mother-in-law's birthday. I'm going to come here." Quan Wulie hesitated and said.

Upon hearing this, Song Zhichao couldn't help but smile and said, "Of course this is important. You should have said it earlier. I have been busy for so long, and my family is waiting in a hurry."

Quan Wulie hurriedly said it was okay, and then took out the credit card that Song Zhichao handed over to him for buying things, and returned it to Song Zhichao very respectfully.

Seeing that he was really leaving, Song Zhichao said he would wait a moment, and then turned back to the room.

After a moment, Song Zhichao came out of the room again, took an envelope from his hand and handed it to Quan Wulie and said, "According to the rules of you Koreans, you have helped me so much today, and you have to pay for your hard work, not to mention that it is your family's birthday, so you have to accept this little money."

"No, President Song, it is my honor and my duty to serve you."

But Song Zhichao forced himself to pass.

Helplessly, Quan Wulie knew that this was Song Zhichao's intention, so he had to accept it.

"Then Lord, I'm leaving." Quan Wulie bowed to Song Zhichao before leaving.

"Drive that car away, as it will be difficult to get a fight at this time." Song Zhichao said with a smile, "Go back early and don't let people wait in a hurry."

Quan Wulie thought for a moment, "Thank you, President! I will come here early tomorrow."

Song Zhichao nodded, and Quan Wulie turned around and left.

Soon, the sound of the car starting came from outside.

Once Quan Wulie left, the entire courtyard became deserted.

Song Zhichao put his hands in his pockets, looked around, wondering whether to hire a nanny butler or something. By the way, the little girl named Jin Sanshun in the small villa is quite suitable, and her kimchi is also very good. However, when she thought she was a person inside the small villa, she gave up the idea. After all, the small villa has a close relationship with the Seoul government, so it is difficult to get a spy in.

After thinking about it all, Song Zhichao looked at the purchased dishes and started to cook by himself.

Song Zhichao is very particular about food, and the dishes he makes are quite good. Unfortunately, he has made too many things and he can't finish them alone, so it's too wasteful to throw them away like this.

Song Zhichao thought about it and wanted to bring some pickled fish, cola chicken wings, etc. upstairs, but he quickly gave up the idea. He pretended to be a villain in front of Han Youzhen not long ago, and now he is giving delicious food. Isn’t this a psychopath?

Thinking of this, Song Zhichao lay down on the sofa, turned on the TV, watched Korean dramas, drank beer, and occasionally ate two chicken wings, looking leisurely.

The popular Korean drama "Sky Bridge Storm" in April this year is being replayed on TV. Even though Song Zhichao is not a TV fan, he can't help but watch it with great fun.

It has to be admitted that perhaps from this era, South Korea's entertainment culture, from television, film and music, has gradually grown and began to influence other Asian countries.

"Maybe, investing in the entertainment industry in South Korea will be a good choice!" Song Zhichao said silently while drinking beer, watching TV.

...

Just as Song Zhichao was drinking beer and watching TV, he heard a joke coming from the stairs, like the sound of suitcases colliding with the stairs.

Song Zhichao couldn't help frowning, then got up from the sofa, looked outside through the window, and saw that Han Youzhen was carrying a large suitcase in his hand, tiptoing down the stairs, looking like he was running away.

In fact, Han Youzhen does want to escape.

It was originally OK to live here, but Song Zhichao was a big villain, which scared her.

After much thought, I should not stay here just to seek cheap rent. What if that evil man had some bad intentions and wanted to touch himself?

Even Han Youzhen squatted in the house, fantasizing about on a stormy night. Because she did not pay back the money in time, the beast Song Zhichao rushed into the tower house and then did whatever she wanted to do to herself...

"I can't stand it!" Han Youzhen shook her head vigorously, "I can't stand such things."

For his innocence, Han Youzhen planned to pack his luggage and escape from the evil courtyard.

It can be said that Han Youzhen’s plan is perfect. While Song Zhichao is unrighteous, well, this guy seems to be drinking alone. When a man drinks, he is most likely to relax his vigilance. Just take advantage of the moment and leave!

Through the window, Song Zhichao saw the girl who owed him 2.5 million won, and now holding her suitcase, quietly opened the door and was about to slip away. Song Zhichao was indifferent.

Even in Song Zhichao's opinion, it would be better if the other party left and would save him from being purified.

Therefore, after Han Youzhen secretly left the door, Song Zhichao closed the window with great satisfaction, then continued to lie down on the sofa, drinking beer happily and watching TV.

...

Outside the gate—

Han Youzhen looked at the dark outside and felt a little scared.

A gust of wind blew, causing her to tremble all over.

Why is my life so miserable? I have a gambling father and a villain neighbor. The most unbearable thing is that my job has not yet been settled. It is said that there are opportunities everywhere in Seoul, but I, who is so good at singing and dancing, don’t even have a chance? Could it be that this is fate!

"Oh, I'll go to your uncle!" Han Youzhen cursed fiercely.

Holding his arms, Han Youzhen identified the direction, and then picked up his luggage again. The luggage slammed on the ground and made a sound and walked towards the "sweat steam room" not far away.

The sweat steam room is very representative in Korea. This place is cheap and can make you perfectly stay here. It is a paradise for many homeless people.

There are three treasures in the sweat steaming room, namely "boiled eggs", "sago dew", and "horn scarf".

At this moment, Han Youzhen, who had entered the sweat steaming room, was wearing a "horn scarf" on her head, sitting cross-legged on the ground, knocking boiled eggs in her hands, drinking sago dew, looking very enjoyable.

But when she thought of the little money left in her pocket, she felt depressed.

"What should I do? The money can only be dealt with for one night here. What should I do tomorrow?" Han Youzhen said distressedly.

"Don't worry! Let's feel comfortable first!" Han Youzhen lay on the ground with her legs raised and her feet shaking, and began to eat boiled eggs happily.

"Damn bad guy, I won't let you go when you make so many delicious things. I'm almost starving to death - Sure enough, the evil guy is the evil guy, and I don't even have any sympathy!" Han Youzhen once again despised the evil guy Song Zhichao.
Chapter completed!