Tang Jinyan finished his daily exercise and took a shower. He didn't see Song Ji-hyo when he came out. He was about to shout when his cell phone rang.

Pick it up and look at Quan Zhengyang.

"Is there any result?" Tang Jinyan picked it up casually, sat on the sofa, and pressed the TV remote control.

"Well, they agreed, but they required that the shares should not exceed 6%, and the price could be based on the market price. If you have no objection, find some time to discuss the specific details."

"What is your level of 6%?"

"The level of the fourth and fifth shareholders is not low. You know how high we can't let you occupy." Quan Zhengyang said: "What you want is not a big share ratio to affect the board of directors, right? In daily life, you want to make some private goods. The current authority is enough, and you can find someone to represent your rights. In addition, when you need D Society's full help, D Society does it without losing benefits, and there is no need to stage Korean dramas on the board of directors. This can be written into the contract."

"Come." Tang Jinyan said readily: "I will send someone to talk."

"Looking forward to cooperation with Jiu Ye."

"Ha, the relationship between relatives and alienation has changed very quickly, and Tang Laojiu became Master Jiu?"

"That's right, it's a partner."

After hanging up the phone, Tang Jinyan picked up the Coke with a calm expression. The result of D Society was never unexpected. When they boasted about themselves as merchants, there were no enemies of the gang at all.

A cartoon image of a spaceship appeared on the TV, and soon the picture turned into an empty floor, a row of men in gray suits stood there, and a girl was mixed in between. Before Tang Jinyan could see clearly what these people looked like, one of the men pointed at the girl and smiled: "Hey, Ji Hyo is very beautiful today."

"Puff..." Tang Jinyan's coke was sprayed all over the coffee table, and he subconsciously looked at the time: April 15th, Sunday, 18:00.

This is "runningman"... Song Ji Hyo treats it as the most important career, which is more important than her movies.

The aunt standing by the side hurried over to clean the tea table and smiled, "Ji Hyo XI is very cute."

"Cute?" Tang Jinyan was puzzled: "Is this word related to her?"

"Yes, wuli, wuli, wuli..." The aunt said ambiguously: "I didn't expect that Master Jiu could get Wanzhi home..."

Tang Jinyan pinched his forehead and glanced at the corner of his eyes. Song Ji-hyo on TV was wearing a student tennis dress and was acting cute.

He grinned his teeth. Your sister is still cute in her thirties. No wonder people say you are cute.

——Why don’t you sell me so well?

"Hey, Song Ji Hyo! Where did you die?"

"Here's here!" Song Ji-hyo ran out of the study: "What are you doing?"

Tang Jinyan curled his lips: "Who are those crooked people... This one, like tall nuts, who?"

"High nut?" Song Ji Hyo was a little puzzled. She ran downstairs and saw herself on the TV. Her face turned red: "This, don't watch it..."

"Huh? Didn't you call me to see your "runningman"?"

"Don't look at me in front of you, it's so embarrassing..."

"Tsk, old man, I'm pretending to be ashamed of me now. Damn, who is this old grasshopper? She smiles so slutty."

"That's Yoo Jae-suk..." Song Ji-hyo rubbed his head: "The squinting person is Kim Jong-kook, not Gao Nut."

Everyone was talking about MissA on the TV, and a photo of a girl appeared below the screen.

"Oh, good! This water spirit! Who is it?"

"I'm just an old man, but I'm just a sensual person?" Song Ji-hyo gritted his teeth, and then remembered that his age was nearly twice as much as others, and replied dejectedly: "MissA's Bae Su-ji is very popular this year."

"Oh, I've heard of this... I don't know how to be sharp." Tang Jinyan touched his chin: "You also ask for these idols in variety shows?"

"Yes, guests are invited every issue, these idols are regular guests."

"Well...Which issue is there in Park So-yeon? I'll go find it. Or Zheng... Forget it..." Tang Jinyan paused and swallowed the name back into her stomach.

Song Ji Hyo didn't care: "Park So-yeon has never been here. Han Eun-jeong, Park Hyo-min, and Park Ji-yeon have all been here. Park Hyo-min impressed me the most, and I have a good sense of art!"

Tang Jinyan was a little disappointed: "Those who are not familiar with me. Please ask Park So-yeon to play for a while next time."

"I can't make the decision." Song Ji Hyo looked him up and down: "What do you mean is that you are very familiar with Park So-yeon?"

Tang Jinyan stammered his neck: "Don't say that I'm like a rusty bun, is it strange to know some idols?"

Song Ji Hyo murmured in a low voice: "Yo Jae-suk Jin-kook doesn't know, and he still says it's not a local bun..."

"What?" Tang Jinyan didn't hear it clearly.

"Nothing." Song Ji-hyo sat upright.

Tang Jinyan didn't take it seriously and continued to watch TV: "Cao, after waiting for the door to open for a long time, an old man came out? Can you watch this broken variety show?"

Song Ji Hyo stared at him angrily: "Why can't the old man look at him when he comes out?"

"Didn't MB agree that Bae Suzy?"

"That's a gimmick, just to deceive you perverts!"

"Cao, how many mentally retarded people are cheated and they continue to watch happily? Isn't you going to change the channel?"

Song Ji Hyo was so angry that she wanted to scold but couldn't. She knew that it would be meaningless to explain to such a person that the old man Park Jun-kyu had much higher status than Bae Su-ji... Anyway, his face was so angry that he really felt a little cute...

Tang Jinyan said again: "Besides, what are these crooked melons and jujubes talking about here? Where is your camera? Why are you not doing anything for a long time? I am here to see Song Zhixiao, who can see this grasshopper?"

Song Ji Hyo blinked his eyes and wanted to laugh a little, his angry expression disappeared in an instant. After a while, he said, "Song Ji Hyo... is right next to you."

This sentence was a little ambiguous, but Tang Jinyan looked at her as if he didn't hear it, and nodded: "It's reasonable, change into a student-wearing tennis skirt and show me."

Song Ji-hyo's face turned dark again.

The aunt was a little happy watching from the side, and she suddenly felt that the two of them were really a bit like a couple.

At least... Compared with the woman who brought back to fool around in the past, Jiu Ye's attitude this time was completely different from heaven and earth. Could it be that this time, it was really fun?

After watching RM for more than ten minutes, the chef brought the food. Song Ji-hyo, who was a newcomer, had no feeling of unfamiliarity or disgusting, got up naturally and sat side by side with Tang Jinyan to the table, eating and watching TV. He was really like a young couple.

In fact, Tang Jinyan didn't really look at the content on TV. His eyes only care whether Song Ji-hyo is in the camera at this moment. If there is, please pay attention. If there is no, you lower your head to make a meal.

It was the first time that Song Ji Hyo had a meal with a man and watched what she acted in. This feeling was very strange. Seeing him enjoying his variety show performance was a little ashamed, but he felt very warm. In the home life she had imagined countless times... maybe it was like this. Perhaps after getting used to it, the little shame was gone, and only warmth was left.

Next time I shoot RM, I wonder if I will be distracted and remembered. He will see this part. How should I act?

Hey, what do you think of that... He doesn't mean that to me.

And what does I mean to him...?

Song Ji-hyo was squeezing the rice, and she felt like there was a thin thread in her heart. She wrapped it around and walked around it, and could not be broken down clearly.

Perhaps from that day, Tang Jinyan said to Bai Changzhu: I'll protect Ji Hyo, don't do anything randomly. From that moment on, the silk had already grown out. When he was angry for her, the silk would thrive irresistibly and could never be pulled down.

The most direct manifestation is that she is willing to go home with him overnight, and it is so natural. In fact, this is no different from handing over her body, but she knows that he doesn't have that kind of thought yet. He told the servant to organize a room, which was to really treat her as a friend to receive her.

She wasn't sure when he would have that idea. He was the antonym of a gentleman... It doesn't matter if it started anyway. Everyone is adults, right?

As Tang Jinyan explained before, the supper was not rich, it was just a table of homely activities. After the meal was soon finished, the servant collected the dishes and chopsticks. Tang Jinyan got a bottle of red wine and poured her a glass: "You dare to play in variety shows."

Song Ji Hyo woke up from Baijie's thoughts and smiled: "Variety shows are for fun, they just want to dare to play. If they can't let go, they can't survive."

The two of them clinked the glass and drank it casually. Song Ji-hyo's face turned red and looked as beautiful as a petty student.

"It's okay to have a fight in the variety show." Tang Jinyan gave her a drink again, watched her for a while, and suddenly said: "Will there be a kissing scene in this comedy movie?"

Song Ji Hyo's wine glass froze in his hand.

The question was similar to that day, but she could no longer answer so freely.

She is still the same question, but why can't she answer?

Perhaps, when you are not worried, just seeking to be honest and honest, you will be clean. When you have worries in your heart, you will become worried about gains and losses.

The wind did not move, nor did the banners.
Chapter completed!