Cheongtandong, commercial area—

"Sofia Café" is located at the most prosperous intersection in Cheongdam-dong. As a country captured by Western food culture, most Koreans love to eat pizza and drink coffee.

So much so that in the upper class of South Korea, there is a saying that "if you don't drink coffee for a day, you won't be able to catch up with society."

Whether it is Koreans who admire foreign countries or say they have no cultural self-esteem, coffee has become deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in South Korea, just like their traditional kimchi, which is popular.

At this moment, in the Sofia Cafe where fashionable men and women are traveling back and forth, Song Zhichao, wearing casual clothes, was sitting in front of the remote floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the bustling crowd outside, drinking coffee leisurely.

For Song Zhichao, he prefers to drink tea and does not like coffee, but he can only follow the local customs here.

Perhaps because of his handsome appearance, the waitress in the cafe sneaked a few glances at him from time to time, and then muttered to his female companion: "Wow, it's so handsome! Could he be a star who is preparing to debut? I feel like I'm in love!"

At the age of petals like them, it was the time when they first began to have a fantasy of a beautiful love, and of course they would have an indescribable favor to the handsome opposite sex.

Song Zhichao ignored the admiration of those girls, because his eyes were attracted by a mature figure at this moment.

On the street outside, Mrs. Hua, who was dressed in a gorgeous and charming manner, wore a feathered top hat like Princess Diana, an exaggerated European lady outfit, LV muff bag in hand, Prada, twisted her waist, and walked to the cafe.

The waiter of the cafe obviously knew her, and when he saw her entering the door, he bowed respectfully to her and said hello.

Mrs. Hua nodded contemptuously, and her beautiful eyes were patrolling for a week. When she saw Song Zhichao, she smiled like a flower, stretched out her jade hand, and waved to Song Zhichao like a cat.

When Song Zhichao put down the coffee cup in his hand, the fragrance was blowing, and Mrs. Hua had already sat opposite him.

The waitress asked her what she wanted.

Mrs. Hua said the same thing, such as cappuccino, with more cream and sugar, and said that she likes to drink sweet things, so don’t make it too bitter, as bitter as Chinese medicine, and it’s hard to drink.

The waiter dared not laugh, so he quickly lowered his head and bowed and left.

Mrs. Hua put down the Kunbao in her hand and said to Song Zhichao: "I am also a sensual person. Actually, I don't like to drink this coffee, and it's not as good as Coke."

Song Zhichao smiled and said, "You are your true nature."

"Haha, aren't you laughing at me?" Mrs. Hua didn't accept Song Zhichao's trick.

"How could it be? It seems that the coffee shop I am sitting in now and the entire building belongs to you. Who dares to joke easily with a strong woman like you?"

Mrs. Hua chuckled, "It seems that you have done your homework - yes, I run this coffee shop and this building is mine, but you come to me here today, aren't you just here to praise me?"

"Of course not." Song Zhichao said, "I have something to do and need your help..."

Before Song Zhichao could finish his words, he saw a riot outside.

Even if you sit inside, you can hear the bursts of exclamations outside.

The originally lively Qingtandong Street immediately gathered countless people, including boys and girls.

These people cheered like crazy.

...

Look next to Qingtandong Street-

A black BMW nanny car parked next to the road. As a big star in the Korean entertainment industry, Park Jun-hyung pushed open the car door, got out of the car wearing sunglasses, and appeared outside the coffee shop.

"Park Joon Hyung, I love you!"

"Park Joon Hyung, you are my idol!"

"Park Joon Hyung, I like you very much!"

A group of girls surrounded Park Jun-hyung like crazy, asked for his signature, and told him about his enthusiasm.

Park Jun-hyung seemed to be accustomed to everything in front of him. He was handsome in sunglasses and waved to the fans very friendly.

The group of movie fans outside burst into screams.

Under the protection of two black bodyguards, Park Jun-hyung finally lined up many movie fans and walked into the cafe.

In the cafe, when the guests saw him, they all covered their mouths in surprise, with their expressions of surprise.

Looking at Park Jun-hyung again, he took off his toad sunglasses, revealing his handsome face, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, standing tall and looking around.

The female guests were almost excited at this moment.

"It's really the big star Park Joon-hyung!"

"Oh my God, am I dreaming?"

Countless pairs of eyes looked at this top idol in the entertainment industry, the legendary male god!

At this moment, Park Jun-hyung's whole body was covered with a sense of sacredness.

Looking at Park Jun-hyung himself, he still had a proud expression at the beginning, but suddenly, he was stunned for a moment, his expression changed instantly, and he quickly walked forward in one direction.

Park Jun-hyung came to Song Zhichao-

"Hello, Lord!"

Song Zhichao nodded, "Uh--How is it? How are you doing lately?"

Park Junheng: "Thank you, President, for your concern! To be honest, I am honored to be a loyal dog under your feet!" After saying that, Park Junheng, the great star who was so proud of just now, bowed deeply to Song Zhichao very respectfully.

The attitude is extremely humble!

Seeing this scene-

Everyone's eyes almost fell out, with an incredible expression.

My male god, my idol, actually bowed to others?!

Even Mrs. Hua, who was sitting next to Song Zhichao, looked shocked, covered her little mouth, and looked at everything in front of her incredible way.

Park Jun-hyung is a big star after all, and he actually calls himself Song Zhichao's "loyal dog"?!

Mrs. Hua felt that her mind was not enough.

It can be said that at this moment, Song Zhichao, who was sitting upright, instantly took away all the light of Park Jun-hyung.

"Okay, since you're here, let's sit down first!" Song Zhichao pointed to the chair next to him and said to Park Joon-hyung.

Park Jun-hyung became more humble, put his hands on his abdomen, bowed his waist slightly, and said with a smile: "God, Lord, here, how dare I sit down like a low-level person?"

Song Zhichao smiled and didn't force him anymore.

After all, South Korea's strict habits are difficult to change in a while.

"Then let me briefly talk about the information you have recently obtained!" Song Zhichao picked up the coffee and sipped it gently.

Mrs. Hua next to her also looked at Park Jun-hyung curiously.

For Mrs. Hua, she didn't expect that Song Zhichao would really use despicable villains like Park Junheng without any grudges, and give him great power to take charge of all the business of Silla Nightclub.

Now it seems that Park Jun-hyung is doing a good job, and Song Zhichao came to report the situation with a light wave.

...

Mrs. Hua didn't know that Park Jun-hyung was no longer the Park Jun-hyung of the past at this time.

Now he is in charge of the power of Silla nightclubs, and is involved in chaebols, politicians and celebrities.

It can be said that there are great scholars in talking and laughing, but no white Ding in contact - status, which is incomparable to his previous identity as a simple "actor" person.

Park Jun-hyung seemed very famous in the past and was sought after by many movie fans, but in fact he was just a toy that was looked down upon by the upper class, just like Mrs. Hua in front of him, who had "raised" him before.

But now, Park Jun-hyung felt that his status was improved for the first time. As long as he arrived at the nightclub, those rich and famous people began to "be called brothers" with him and no longer "call around" like before.

I remember clearly that there was a rich man named Sun who laughed at him when he saw him and even made him perform "somestors" like a monkey on the spot.

But now-

The rich man Sun was like his grandson when he saw him!

The reason is that this guy's handle was caught by himself. As President Song said, he could fool around in this nightclub, and few people were clean. If they grabbed their braids, they could be domineering to them and ask them to call you grandpa.

"It's so cool--!"

For the first time, Park Jun-hyung felt that he was born to be a "spy" - he was able to do intelligence and catch the handle, which was very easy for him.

And those rich and famous people who were caught by him were even more respectful to him like grandsons.

That feeling of pleasure is simply overwhelming.

Because he did a great job as the head of a nightclub, Park Jun-hyung even considered whether to quit the film industry and no longer become a celebrity artist.

But Song Zhichao stopped him, saying that the identity of an artist and the halo of a star were indispensable "covers" for him to do intelligence work, and encouraged him to continue to work hard, and he would definitely become the second "Li Shengli"!

"Damn dad--!"

Oh no, it's-

"Huai Ting--!"

Song Zhichao cheered Park Jun-hyung with fists.

Park Jun-hyung was so grateful that he dared to accept Song Zhichao's encouragement for him.

But there is one thing he wonders-

Who is that "Li Shengli"?!

When did you debut?

Is it a spy?

Alas, I don’t even know who he is, so how can I learn from this senior?

Headache!
Chapter completed!