I Don’t Want To Be Popular Chapter 571: The nanny organization that entrusted 10 million US dollars to draw legs

Shen Sandao raised his slap, as if he wanted to slap the young man in the white shirt.

However, he hesitated, but he put down his hand and said, "Forget it, it's too bad to see him being beaten by you, and I'm out of my mind. As for him and Qimeng, I won't pursue it. , I don't love that woman anyway."

Chen Chuan was sitting on the sofa in the room.

Li Xiuhui wisely went to make a cup of tea and brought it to Chen Chuan.

Chen Chuan was drinking tea and thought he could see Shen Sandao Haibian's white shirt, but he didn't expect... Shen Sandao is a gentle and elegant guy after all. Even if he was beaten by a white shirt and his girlfriend was robbed, he couldn't do it.

"Three swords, hit him." Chen Chuan said.

Shen Sandao said: "Forget it, this guy is quite miserable."

Chen Chuan said: "I thought you would rush over, slap him and slap him while slapping him. You are rude, aren't you capable? Dare to touch me? Go to Qin Province to find out who dares to touch me. me?"

Shen Sandao smiled: "I used to do this, but now, I am much more docile. I have seen too many disputes in the family in Qin Province, and I know that killing can't solve the problem. Liao and Liao have gone with the wind. However, the boss brought this guy, and I owe the boss a favor."

"Last time you helped Murong deal with black fans, I owe you something, but as friends, we don't pay attention to these inhumane arguments." Chen Chuan said, "Xiuhui, you know this white shirt. Is it?"

Chen Chuan walked up to the white shirt, took the mineral water on the table, unscrewed it, and poured it on the white shirt's head to wake him up.

Li Xiuhui squatted in front of the white shirt to take a closer look, then flipped through his pockets, took out his student ID, and read, "Liu Yongjun... Oh, he is the youngest son of Liu Zhenhai, the social director of YK Entertainment Association. Chen President, as long as you speak, I or the firm can sanction him, including his family's YK Entertainment."

"YK Entertainment... a small company?" Chen Chuan asked.

Li Xiuhui nodded and said, "You are definitely incomparable with President Chen. The income of the Korean entertainment industry is not high."

"How should San Dao deal with him?" Chen Chuan asked.

"Forget it, I just hope... if he and Qi Meng are on good terms, take her seriously." Shen Sandao said.

Pop!

Chen Chuan slapped Liu Yongjun on the face.

Liu Yongjun was drenched in water and slapped again. He seemed to be awake, staring at Chen Chuan and Li Xiuhui behind Chen Chuan.

"Representative Li Xiuhui? Representative Li save me!" Liu Yongjun knelt down and knelt in front of Li Xiuhui.

The representative is the position of the Korean company.

The chairman is equivalent to the chairman, the president is equivalent to the general manager, the director is equivalent to the manager, and the representative is the department head, and the power is quite large. There are also ministers and small leaders like the head of the room.

Li Xiuhui's face was cold and she turned a deaf ear, not even looking at Liu Yongjun.

Chen Chuan slapped Liu Yongjun in the face, triggering the special effect of [Wicked People Need Good People Grind], and took the opportunity to ask in Korean: "Liu Yongjun, do you know why I hit you?"

After asking, Chen Chuan turned on his phone to record.

Next, the other party will say something disgusting under the coercion of [The wicked need the good man to grind].

Liu Yongjun opened his mouth and said, "I know, I know! Because I already have a fiancee, but seeing Lu Qimeng beautiful, I went to seduce her and wanted to have **** with her. But she didn't follow through many methods. That woman is Really green tea bitch, she's obviously very sassy, ​​but she just doesn't go to bed. So, I'm going to use Gwater on her in the bar tonight..."

"Rough nima!" Shen Sandao slapped Liu Yongjun's face with a slap in the face, "The girl I hold in my hand, are you planning to use ecstasy water when riding a horse? I can kill you. !”

Shen Sandao grabbed the ashtray on the table and walked over.

Boom!

The ashtray slammed heavily on Liu Yongjun's head.

It stands to reason that Shen Sandao couldn't understand Korean, but he understood the English word, and he shot in a rage. For a while, this word appeared in the Korean nightclub scandal.

Blood poured out of Ryu Yongjun's forehead, and he slumped to the floor.

Seeing the blood, Shen Sandao was also a little panicked. This time, is it too heavy?

Chen Chuan said: "Xiuhui, let Liu Yongjun go to the hospital. Then... send someone to warn him to stay away from Lu Qimeng in the future. Or, let him protect Lu Qimeng's safety. If something happens to Lu Qimeng, it is his responsibility."

"Understood, President Chen." Li Xiuhui took out her mobile phone to make a call.

Less than three minutes.

Three youths knocked on the door, came in, took the medicine box, and simply bandaged Ryu Yongjun, then put it out, and cleaned the floor of the room before leaving.

Chen Chuan was sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette, looking at the pale Shen Sandao, and said, "Don't be nervous, it's nothing serious, it's just trauma. Also, what Liu Yongjun said just now... I'll translate it for you. He Say, ahem, Lu Qimeng does a good job, and he calls him her husband when he's emotional."

"Ah!" Shen Sandao squatted down, clutching his chest, "Don't tell me, boss, it's super uncomfortable, really."

"Hahaha." Chen Chuan patted Shen Sandao on the shoulder, "I lied to you, your dream has never slept with him. So he plans to use dirty means."

"I don't believe it! Woohoo." Shen Sandao cried.

Chen Chuan took out his mobile phone, played the video just now, then took out his mobile phone to open the voice translation software, and translated it to Shen Sandao.

When Shen Sandao heard this, his face became better. He suddenly smiled awkwardly: "Hehe, I don't really care. I was just acting to amuse the boss."

"Whatever you want... Do you still want to go to a nightclub? Why don't you take a break. As for the medical bills for being beaten. Xiuhui, you ask Liu Yongjun." Chen Chuan said to Li Xiuhui in Korean in the second half of the sentence.

"Understood, President Chen, this matter will definitely be handled properly for you." Li Xiuhui said.

Shen Sandao didn't want to go to the nightclub anymore. He was beaten hard, sprayed anti-inflammatory spray, and lay on the bed.

Chen Chuan and Li Xiuhui left the room without disturbing him.

As for Li Xiuhui's Ander firm, why did she serve Chen Chuan so wholeheartedly.

Chen Chuan thought about it carefully. Among the piles of documents, there was a document entrusting Ander to deal with the acquisition of [Shuanglong], which mentioned that the commission fee was US$10 million.

The system payment is also a US knife.

And Chen Chuan knew that the system was giving too much money, because even the due diligence fee of a large enterprise is only 1% at most.

Apparently, the system spent $10 million to hire a "nanny" in South Korea.

Are you a pro or a system pro?

The world is full of benefits, and the firm of Ander is not small, but it has to serve its own financial master. In addition, she is the chairman of [Ssangyong Co., Ltd.], and she has a circle of 680 billion won car companies. Li Xiuhui definitely wants to maintain a good relationship. Plus I'm so handsome...

Chen Chuan and Li Xiuhui arrived downstairs at the Four Seasons Hotel.

Li Xiuhui reported the matter of the two policemen, saying that they had been handed over to the higher authorities.

The time is half past twelve in the middle of the night.

"You've been busy for most of the night. If you're sorry, go back to sleep." Chen Chuan said.

"Okay." Li Xiuhui smiled lightly and took Chen Chuan's arm, "Go back to sleep. Let you sleep enough."

"I mean, sleep separately." Chen Chuan said.

"Okay, let's go to sleep after we're done." Li Xiuhui said.

Chen Chuan broke her hand and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not used to getting too much contact with girls who have undergone plastic surgery."

Li Xiuhui was stunned for half a second, then said with a smile as usual: "Understood, I'm sorry President Chen, I was too rude, then I will send you to your hotel?"

Chen Chuan nodded and got into her black modern car.

After a ten-minute drive.

The car was parked downstairs at the Signier Hotel where Chen Chuan was staying.

"President, do you live on the 100th floor?" Li Xiuhui looked up at the tallest building in South Korea.

"Yes."

"Sure enough, it's a very high existence, and it really can't be reached. I'm sorry again for offending you just now." Li Xiuhui said.

"No offense, but I'm too direct. Thank you for sending me off." Chen Chuan said, and opened the car door.

Turning back, he saw Li Xiuhui looking at him.

Chen Chuan also looked at the girl and said, "Since you are so beautiful, it's not too much to ask for a good night kiss?"

"Of course it's not too much!" Li Xiuhui smiled sweetly, leaned over, and kissed Chen Chuan's cheek gently, from cheek to lips, "Good night, Mr. President."

Chen Chuan wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and said with a smile, "It's a little disgusting."

"Oppa~ I repeat!" Li Xiuhui said coquettishly.

"Okay, it's quite sweet." Chen Chuan said, got out of the car, and waved his hand.

The car drove away slowly.

Chen Chuan remembered that from the [Health Induction Badge], this girl scored 82 points before plastic surgery. According to the standard of Hupu Pedestrian Street, 80 or more is a recognized beauty. For example, Gao Yuanyuan is 80. Therefore, she was considered a beauty before the whole thing, and this kiss is not a loss.

Go back to the room and take a nap.

I also slept soundly this time. I took out [Linchuan Four Dreams] from the system space to accompany me. Anyway, I now use this wooden knife as a girl to ride, so I don't seem lonely anymore.

The next morning.

Chen Chuan got up, washed and ate breakfast.

Li Xiuhui's car was parked downstairs.

Went downstairs and got into the car, followed her to the Pyeongtaek factory.

[Ssangyong Motors] There are two major factories in South Korea, with tens of thousands of workers. The main person in charge of the factory came to respond, the president, the director, and one representative each.

Accompanied by several people, Chen Chuan watched the car production line.

"President, the construction area of ​​the Pyeongtaek factory is 870,000 square meters. The factory has comprehensive supporting facilities such as car body, paint, final assembly workshop, stamping workshop, car body distribution center, vehicle delivery yard, warehouse logistics and so on. The production capacity is about 250,000 units, of which Korando is about 110,000 units." President Li introduced respectfully.

Chen Chuan had seen these data before.

"These are the list of Ssangyong Motor's agents in President Chen's country. There are a total of 110 dealers across the country. President, please take a look." President Li sent the list.

Chen Chuan flipped through it casually. He didn't care about these things. Anyway, when he was a hand-held shopkeeper, he didn't care so much.

It's just that when I flipped through it, I saw "Bian's Auto Trade Supermarket in Shanghai".

I thought of the Bian Long and Bian Hu brothers who used the headlights to illuminate their eyes some time ago at the door of the moKK nightclub.

Their home?

"This family will not cooperate anymore." Chen Chuan pointed to Bian City.

"Understood! Do it immediately!" President Li replied immediately without asking the reason.

"By the way, if there is anything to do with it, add a dish to Bian City, understand?" Chen Chuan asked again, after all, those who have offended Shaolin Abbot have spent their whole lives sweeping the floor in the Tibetan Scriptures Pavilion, let alone offending him. Chen Chuan.

"Understood, President!" President Li and the other four bowed together.

In the process of watching the Pyeongtaek factory, Chen Chuan found that the factory has a lot of potential. It has everything it should have, as well as its own things, and its positioning is accurate. It only produces SUVs, not sedans. Vehicles are exported all over the world. Although it is in a recession, the skinny camel is bigger than the horse.

Moreover, if there is an opportunity, you can move to China to build a factory.

Of course, if the system produces engine design drawings, it will be even more cool! At that time, you can put aside this brand and go it alone to develop a domestic engine with black technology.

Watching the dark blue suVs lined up one after another, Chen Chuan felt a sense of satisfaction. He never imagined that one day he would own such a huge industrial factory.

At noon, we ate together in the cafeteria.

In the afternoon, I had an interview with Seoul National University, so I didn't stay in the factory any longer, so I came back in Li Xiuhui's car.

If you don't want this [mysterious identity], that is, a teacher at the Academy of Fine Arts of Seoul National University, then the Seoul trip is over.

But Chen Chuan was fine anyway, so he arrived at the first floor of the Seoul National University Art Museum at two o'clock in the afternoon.

As soon as I entered the lobby, I saw a woman wearing a dark suit and a short skirt standing there, talking to others.

She has a sweet smile, and her body exudes an intellectual beauty, especially her charming long legs under her short skirt.

When she saw Chen Chuan, she stepped on a small high heel and walked over quickly, bowed and said, "Hello, Teacher Chen, please come in."

Chen Chuan was slightly surprised.

"I'm your teaching assistant Kim Yoon-soo, Mani doesn't step on Kamnida." She put her hands between her thighs and bowed politely to say hello.

"I'm this teacher?" Chen Chuan asked in Korean.

"Unless you voluntarily refuse. President Li is waiting for you in Room 102, and I will take you there." Jin Yunxiu said.

Under her guidance, Chen Chuan walked over.

Entering room 102, I saw a chubby dean Li Wenzhou with silver hair.

After the two sides exchanged greetings, they went straight to the point.

The so-called interview is to see the real person Chen Chuan, and to paint on the spot, to prove that the masterpiece sent to the dean's mailbox is really a painting by Chen Chuan.

Chen Chuan is very familiar with this, and room 102 is also an oil painting room, so Ms. Jin Yunxiu stood in front of her as a mannequin.

Let Dean Li Wenzhou go out temporarily.

Chen Chuan looked at the beautiful legs in front of him and drew them on the drawing paper. Without boasting, he said that Shishijin's oil paintings are all-encompassing and contain hyper-realistic techniques.

Chen Chuan used hyper-realistic techniques to draw this leg in a lifelike way, just like a photo.

"It's a pair of beautiful legs." Chen Chuan praised while painting.

Jin Yunxiu is admiring Mr. Chen who is concentrating on painting~IndoMTL.com~ Hearing the compliment, she notices Mr. Chen's eyes on her legs, and smiles: "Thank you for the compliment."

"The shorter the skirt is, the more beautiful it is." Chen Chuan said.

"That...the school won't let me, I was warned once before wearing shorter ones." Jin Yunxiu laughed.

"Next time you wear a shorter one, I'll paint it for you again?" Chen Chuan said.

"Of course, I'm honored to be a model for a master like you," said Kim Yun-soo.

"The proportions of the body are very good. Just pay attention to your beautiful legs. I just found that the circumference of the upper body is exaggerated. Good headlights." Chen Chuan said.

"Car lights? What are those?" Jin Yunxiu was puzzled.

"It's... the good figure that men dream of." Chen Chuan said.

"Ah, what a man dreams of? Shouldn't it be a woman?"

"It can only be said that both men and women want it. Men want more." Chen Chuan said.

Jin Yunxiu giggled: "Maybe women want more."

Chen Chuan chatted with the teaching assistant girl while drawing.

Sister Jin Yunxiu looks cold on the surface, and her voice is a little cold, but her smile is sweeter, and her face is natural and her eyes are pure.

"Cough, it's a pity that you can't draw the whole picture with such a good figure." Chen Chuan tried to say.

Jin Yunxiu blushed slightly, but bowed her head and did not answer.

In a sense, the awareness of seeing the whole picture is stripped of the painting, and Jin Yunxiu can still understand it.

For people who meet for the first time, this is indeed enough to make people blush.

Jin Yunxiu lowered her head, not knowing how to answer. However, after this sentence, every inch of gaze that fell on her made her feel warm and hot.