"He is my boyfriend, you should know but you have never seen him."
Shirley felt like her head was buzzing.
iu has a new boyfriend, and he even knows about it.
Are you a member of an idol group? Anyone who can be with IU must at least be a member of a popular idol group.
There is no one with this name in the boy idol group that s.m belongs to.
I belong to other companies, BTS doesn’t have it, Got7 doesn’t have it, I’m not sure about Infinite, Ikon and Winner definitely don’t have it, maybe they are members of Seventeen.
Before replying to iu, Shirley opened the search engine and entered the words Li Chenghao. The first keyword that popped up was the new president of tvn.
Looking down, relevant information such as the second son of CJ Group Chairman Lee Jae-hyun, the director of CJ Entertainment and Music Business emerges one by one.
Not an idol, not an actor, but actually a fourth generation chaebol.
"Jieun, is the boyfriend you just mentioned the Lee Sung-ho, the president of TVN? The second son of the president of CJ Group?"
hotel room
Iu was lying on her side on the bed, typing, and replied to Shirley: "Well, that's him."
Shirley was even more excited than before, gossiping: "Are you in Monaco with him now? On weekend vacation?"
“It’s a vacation, right?”
"Then you still talk about work?"
"There is such a thing."
Shirley felt that there must be a shocking secret hidden in this. Before she could ask, iu sent another message: "Do you think a normal man would take a woman to a lingerie store to buy underwear?"
iu couldn't see Shirley's expression at this time.
Her swollen eyes were staring at the mobile phone screen, and her mouth kept saying "oh, oh, oh".
The two thumbs seemed to be dancing on the screen of the mobile phone, quickly typing out a long string of text.
Before I was about to send it out, I felt that the wording was wrong, so I deleted and re-edited a paragraph. After pressing the send button, Shirley gently bit her right thumbnail and anxiously waited for iu's reply.
Maybe it's because people are easily affected by emotions when it's quiet at night.
The greatest charm of words is that people who read them will automatically make up their minds. For example, iu, looking at Shirley's concern, she has already imagined many fantasy pictures.
"Are we all old enough to go into a lingerie store together openly?"
"Have you held hands or hugged me? We've already kissed, right? Dafa, are you sharing a room in the hotel in Monaco? Will he notice you chatting with me?"
“I live alone”
"Why do you live alone? Are you on your period?"
top level understanding
It is bizarre that a boyfriend and girlfriend go on vacation abroad and live separately.
Even Shirley feels that menstrual period is not a reason to live alone. On the premise of not doing anything else, sleeping in each other's arms is the most basic.
unless
"You guys had a fight? So he said you're not attractive."
"There was no quarrel. It's not what he said. It's just how I feel."
Shirley comforted Iu: "Since he didn't say it, then don't think too much."
"But what should I do? Aren't they all playing on the sea over there? Can you wear a bikini when you're on your period? What if..."
From the beginning to the end, iu never said that she was on her menstrual period.
She couldn't explain the reason. If Shirley found out that she and Li Chenghao were contractual lovers and accidentally spread the word and Li Chenghao found out, she would have to pay tens of billions in liquidated damages.
"I was not allowed to wear a bikini, and I will be playing with his friends tomorrow."
Two minutes passed
Shirley then replied to iu: "Friends are hanging out together. His friend must also be a son of a chaebol. He will definitely bring a woman with him. No, Zhien, you have to dress up properly. You can't be compared to me."
I just wanted to ask myself where I would be compared.
Close relatives and friends really tell the truth.
"Think about it, the women brought by the plutocrats are all tall and curvy. They are all very coquettish and know how to use their own advantages to win the favor of the plutocrats."
"Besides, those women have at least 800 eyes, and they will definitely be jealous when they see you."
"As for you, you can't wear a bikini in the first place because of your figure... Anyway, you must dress up beautifully tomorrow."
Lowered his head and glanced
What nonsense is this person talking about?
"Ah, what do you know?"
"Forget it, I don't know you yet, you just look like that."
"Cui Shirley, am I growing up too, okay?"
"I don't laugh at people."
"Just you? Haha."
After the dirty talk that lasted for several minutes was over, IU asked Shirley to rest quickly. She also had to find a way to sleep. Although the jet lag was serious, if she was in a bad mood tomorrow, makeup couldn't make up for it.
Opposite room
After taking a shower, Li Chenghao turned on his computer and was working.
Director Yoo Sang-ho of the Film Production Center sent a script to Lee Sung-ho via email.
After reading the outline, Lee Sung-ho dialed Yoo Sang-ho's phone number.
Although it is 4 a.m. country h time.
In a high-end apartment in Seoul.
Yoo Sang-ho, who was lying in bed and was woken up by the ringing of his mobile phone, saw that it was Lee Sung-ho calling and instantly lost his temper.
He quickly cleared his throat, half-sited up and leaned against the bedside, holding the phone carefully with both hands and answered the call.
"it's me"
"President Nim please tell me"
The wife next to him turned her back to Ryu Sang-ho.
At 4 o'clock in the morning, the new young president of the TVN Broadcasting Bureau doesn't sleep.
"I've read the script, please tell me the specifics."
Ryu Sang-ho's original intention was to report to Lee Sung-ho in person after the broadcast.
He got this script last night when he and director Park Hoon Jung were drinking together.
In order for the newly established film production center to produce results, Yoo Sang-ho has been busy thinking of various methods every day recently.
Finally, I got support from my friends, drank wine, and with the encouragement of my friends, I sent the script to Li Chenghao.
Unexpectedly, a few hours later, Li Chenghao called to inquire about the matter.
He quickly said: "President nim, this script is the latest work of director Park Hoon Jung. Director Park Hoon Jung once directed "New World" and his achievements are obvious to all."
"Tell me about this work"
The memory is a bit fuzzy
Liu Xianghao didn't know how to speak for a while.
Li Chenghao, who was in Monaco, guessed that this would be the case. It was really difficult to communicate on the phone, so he said: "I am not in country H now. You can prepare a detailed report on this work and come to the office to find me on Monday."
"Okay, President Nim, I will prepare carefully"
"Dudu"
A busy tone
Liu Xianghao put his mobile phone on the bedside table next to him.
He raised his hand and touched his forehead. In less than a minute, beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.
No wonder, Jin Anmin would remind him not to provoke Li Chenghao if he is not ready.
Isn't he the minister of music industry? He is so familiar with things in the film and television industry.
With no sleep at all, Yoo Sang-ho got up and walked to the living room, opened his laptop and started working.
hotel room
Closing the laptop, Li Chenghao twisted his neck.
I stood up and walked towards the soft big bed, and Iu's appearance appeared in my mind.
Is she asleep? She's not doing some mental construction, right? Not to mention, Li Chenghao is vaguely looking forward to what she will do tomorrow. This chapter has been completed!