Is this what is called being shot while lying down?

Ji Nian looked at Song Xuanji with resentment, why did you say that you have to put the topic on me? Besides, who can't tell me, why do you have to ask you? Are you still afraid that others will not misunderstand us? Because of the amazing action you made at the airport, I have been misunderstood by the delegation. If this continues, will I still meet people after I go back?

Am I unhappy? Who said I was unhappy? I feel naturally relieved now. The more trouble Park Yong-hoon is, the more relieved I am.

"Mr. Song, you're overthinking, I'm not unhappy. I'm just thinking that our exchange meeting may have an abortion." Ji Young pulled the topic aside. Sure enough, after hearing that the exchange meeting was aborted, the Chinese medicine doctors present couldn't help but change their expressions.

"Missage? Ji Nian, is it as serious as you said?"

"Serious? Not serious at all. If I were Park Yong-hoon, I would never let the Korean doctor compete with us again. Not to mention the mess that angel plastic surgery has appeared, just say that the Korean doctor's failure at the exchange meeting would not allow him to take risks again."

"You all saw that the entire exchange meeting was designed by Park Yong-hoon long ago, and he could not gain an advantage even if he had sufficient preparations in advance. Could it be that if we were prepared, they would still challenge it? If we really wanted to challenge it, they would definitely lose." Ji Nian said in a daze.

"What this means is that there was no medical skills later, otherwise they would have been abused as dogs."

"We have Mr. Liu and Mr. Zhong in charge and sweep the Korean medical community."

"I'm afraid Ji Nian will really tell you the truth. The exchange will not be able to go on. I don't know if you should laugh or cry?"

After hearing the hot discussions of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, Liu Chewu's face turned gloomy. Everyone could stay out of the matter, but he could not. Thinking that if the exchange meeting really couldn't be started, Chen Jiajingwei would probably be wasted, and his mood would plummet.

Liu Chewu came for the Chen family Jingwei. He was about to miss the opportunity to see him missing. How could he be happy?

Zhong Yuanshan noticed Liu Chewu's low mood and said with a smile: "Actually, this may not be as we have guessed. Maybe Park Yong-hoon will continue to hold an exchange meeting. No one can say that, but since there is no need to compete today, you can go out to relax and don't go anywhere in Korea. It is said that the cosmetics here are very good, so you can consider buying some to take them back and give them to others. Well, that's the decision. Don't stand there, let's go."

When you can go out for a walk abroad and experience the exotic style, naturally no one wants to hide in the hotel and get Mr. Zhong’s Sword, and the delegation’s group began to take action.

Ji Nian was called away by Song Xuanji.

When there were only two people left in the conference room, Zhong Yuanshan patted Liu Chewu's shoulder and said earnestly: "Old Liu, things may not be as pessimistic as you think. Don't think about it randomly. Maybe there will be a turn of things. Let's go, I'll accompany you."

"Okay, one step is a step." Liu Chewu sighed.

Now that things have come to this, what else can we do?

Outside the Shizong Hotel, Song Xuanji did not let Su Man and the others follow him, but just came out with Ji Nian for a casual walk. Seeing Ji Nian still looking a little depressed, she couldn't help but ask curiously: "I said, are you really worried? It's not right since you just saw your expression."

"What, logically speaking, you should be proud of other Korean doctors. You still have a down face and let those Korean doctors do? Could it be that Chengdu has to stand on the Hanjiang Bridge and jump into the river?"

"This joke is not funny at all." Ji Nian put his hands behind his head. He was wearing a white shirt under the sun, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was very sunny.

"Then let's talk about it." Song Xuanji asked curiously with her head on her side.

Song Xuanji does not have the kind of high-ranking queen-like appearance at this moment. She is like a sister next door, with a strong curiosity. And the combination of their handsome men and beautiful women has also aroused many people's surprises wherever they pass by, and passers-by can't help but take a look.

It is not a sin to appreciate more of the eyes.

"Okay, I said, it's actually because of Master. The Master came here this time to make Chen Jiajingwei, who was the final competition session of the exchange meeting. Although I don't know why he had to get this medical book, it would be a lifelong regret if he couldn't get it."

"My master is so old and has never expressed his desire in front of me, except this time. When my disciple knew that his master's desire was unable to help realize it, do you think I can be happy?" Ji Nian and he clasped his eyes slightly when he looked at the sun above his head.

"Chen Family Jingwei, Mr. Liu actually came for Chen Family Jingwei!" Song Xuanji said in surprise. She was also clear about this medical book and knew very well how important and prominent Chen Family Jingwei's position in the traditional Chinese medicine industry is.

"Yes, if it weren't for this book of Chen's Jingwei as the lottery, the master wouldn't have come here at all." Ji Nian shook his head, and a look of pity appeared on his face.

"You said Park Yong-hoon could give up halfway? He had already made a plan and continued. As long as he dared to continue playing, I would be confident that he would win the Chen Family Jingwei. Unfortunately, the plan was not as good as a change. If I had known that I would have put some water at that time and left them some hope."

When Song Xuanji heard this, she rolled her eyes.

You were still letting go? At that time, you didn’t know how excited you were. You were the only one in the entire venue where you gave a speech with great momentum. All Korean doctors and Korean media reporters were speechless when you asked. Now you should keep a low profile when you think about it and tell you that it’s too late.

"Don't think so much, maybe things will turn around. Since I'm out, let's accompany me to visit Seoul. I haven't been shopping for a long time. I'm sure I can't miss this opportunity." Song Xuanji laughed softly, and a crisp voice like a silver bell rang in his ears, which made Ji Nian's depressed mood clear in an instant.

What I said is, maybe things will turn around. Besides, even if there is no turn around, I have to find a way to get the Chen Family Jingwei. There will be a way before the car reaches the mountain. Now that I have come out to play, I will play happily. Playing with a frustrated mood is a waste of time and disrespect for myself and others.

"Are you familiar with this?"

"Of course, I've been here many times."

"Okay, I'll be your follower, full-time responsible for carrying my bags."

"Is that true? Xiao Nianzi, keep up."

"Ahem!"

Today, Seoul is sunny, and the azure sky is as clear and charming as if washed by water. The warm sunshine envelopes the streets and alleys. In front of you is a lush landscape forest belt. Countless green leaves reflect the emerald green in the sun. Colorful butterflies fly everywhere with the breeze, and flowers blooming with rain and dew emit a dreamy atmosphere under the sunlight.

Walking in this bright weather, looking at the busy streets in front of you, the crowds of people coming and going, even Ji Nian, who was a little depressed at the beginning, could not help but relax.

At this moment, he was already carrying several bags in his hand, all of which were bought by Song Xuanji in the store passing by. Among them were clothes and accessories, and they were also a little concerned. Ji Nian, who had never had such close contact with Song Xuanji, discovered for the first time that this high-ranking female president, the queen who likes to solve problems with money, actually had such a cute and soft side.

She never looks at the price of things she likes, she only buys what she likes. As long as she likes, she can spend a lot of money, even if she likes them, she will buy them without hesitation.

The two of them walked and strolled, and then rested at a coffee shop in the corner of the street.

"Are you very surprised that I am like this? Is it true that I still buy those street stalls? Is it also eating street snacks that look not high-end?" Song Xuanji drank the drink leisurely, breathing the breeze that came towards me, and listening to the ding dong sound of the wind chimes under the eaves of the cafe and asking with a smile.

"I'm a little curious." Ji Nian nodded and said seriously.

"Actually, there is nothing curious about it. Although I am now looking at success, you don't know that I once had a quiet period. It was that quiet period that made me understand that the most important thing for people to live in this world is happiness. As long as you are happy, it doesn't matter if you do anything happily."

"Wear luxury and expensive clothes is superior to others? Those who work on construction sites should have no future in their lives, their lives should be dull, and they should sigh all day long? Not exactly that. When you can eat, try to try more food, wear your own style and personality when you can wear it, and play as you like when you can play. This is my life in my mind." Song Xuanji looked at the shop not far away with a confused look, and the words she said had a poetic and picturesque look.

These words are quite life-experienced, and Ji Nian didn't know how to answer for a while.

Perhaps it was Ji Nian's silence that awakened Song Xuanji. She smiled charmingly, picked up the drink and stood up directly, "Let's go and take you to a very beautiful place. This season is the most beautiful, and I believe you will like it there."

When Ji Nian followed Song Xuanji to his destination, he was really amazed by the scene in front of him.

This is a sycamore road.

On both sides of the road are all tall and vigorous sycamore trees. They are arranged neatly like soldiers, forming two parallel lines. At first glance, there is no end. In the October season of the autumn equinox, the leaves on the branches are already sparse. Occasionally, you can see a few three-finger-long slap leaves rolling, dancing the most charming dance, crossing the October sky, singing farewell songs, and falling lightly on the road on the ground.

The originally clean and tidy road surface is now covered with leaves.

The leaves of the sycamore trees in this season are far away from the tenderness of spring, bid farewell to the dark green of summer, and their bodies are shining with dark gray. A breeze blows by, causing countless leaves to scramble, making you feel like you are in the forest.

The cleaning workers also seemed to know that this was a landscape avenue, with the sycamore leaves all over the ground being the protagonist of this stage, so they consciously delayed the cleaning time and provided time for everyone who came here to take photos.
Chapter completed!