Chapter 530 2321
Korea.
Incheon.
An Airbus cut through the night and landed at the airport of this city with a permanent population of nearly three million.
Compared to China, which has tens of millions, Incheon's population is nothing to mention, but in Korea, it is already the third largest city after the capital Seoul and Busan.
At the same time.
Goryeo is one of the only developed countries in Asia.
"Mr. Jiang, I am Gao Zhengbi. Director Shi asked me to pick you up."
Airport pick-up port.
A few men in suits helped take the suitcases.
One of them, a handsome man in his thirties who looked a bit like a Korean star, shook Jiang Chen's hand.
The group walked outside the airport.
Two black cars parked.
Gao Zhengbi, whose name is very Korean, helped open the car door.
Jiang Chen bent down and stepped into the car.
The rest of the people got on the bus one after another.
"Dong Shi asked me to take Mr. Jiang to the hotel to rest first."
Gao Zhengbi said meticulously, putting his hands on his knees and sitting straight.
Jiang Chen nodded and glanced at the crowd and street scene outside the window.
Same as most Chinese.
He had a bad impression of the country Goryeo.
However, I have to admit that the other party still has something worth learning in some aspects.
For example, take the film industry.
“Where are you from, Mr. Gao?”
Jiang Chen turned around and asked.
“I’m from Xiangxi, but I have been in Korea for more than ten years.”
Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows.
“I also studied in Korea.”
Gao Zhengbi further explained.
Jiang Chen suddenly realized.
"It seems that Mr. Gao knows Goryeo very well."
"It can only be said that he understands Goryeo fairly well."
Gao Zhengbi was more modest and then asked: "Has Mr. Jiang ever been to Goryeo? ?”
Jiang Chen shook his head, “No.”
His knowledge of this country is limited to entertainment movies.
Of course.
There is also the other party's peculiar political culture, as well as the corporate plutocrats who dominate the sky with one hand.
"If Mr. Jiang needs it, I can be Mr. Jiang's guide."
Jiang Chen smiled slightly, noncommittal.
He came to Korea not for tourism.
It's just that I'm new here, so I'm not in a hurry to find out the news.
Chatting along the way, we arrived at the Sheraton Hotel.
"Mr. Jiang, this is your room card, please take a moment to rest."
"Thank you."
Jiang Chen took the room card and went upstairs to enter the room .
This is a business suite.
"Wow."
Open the curtains.
The brightly lit city scene has a panoramic view.
Jiang Chen took off his coat. He originally thought Shi Qianqian would be waiting for him at the hotel, but he didn't expect to see anyone yet.
It seems that the aunt is really busy.
Looked at the time, eight o'clock in the evening.
Jiang Chen dialed the ordering number and was about to take a shower. At this moment, "ding dong, ding dong"... the doorbell rang.
Is that aunt here?
So long no see.
Don’t say it.
I miss her a little bit.
Jiang Chen walked over, opened the door, and was about to speak, but who knew that the person standing outside was not Shi Qianqian at all.
But a woman wearing a mask and wrapped tightly.
He is not tall, probably less than 1.65 meters tall. Only one pair of eyes is exposed on his whole face. The eyelashes are very long and the eyes are big and shiny.
Jiang Chen was startled.
"You are..."
"Hello Smita, I am Kim Joo-hyun."
The mask made the woman's voice a little blurry, although it sounded like a roar. , but Jiang Chen finally heard it clearly.
Kim Joo Hyun?
He vaguely felt that the name was familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere, but before Jiang Chen could think about it, with a gust of fragrant wind, the woman had already squeezed into the room from beside him.
“Miss, have you found the wrong room?”
Jiang Chen turned around and shouted.
"Please close the door Smecta."
The mysterious-looking woman bowed slightly to Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen was at a loss as to what to do and subconsciously closed the door.
"Plop."
As the door closed, the woman straightened up, raised her hand and took off her mask.
At the same time, I tidied up my wavy hair.
"You are the one..."
Jiang Chen was slightly stunned.
He seems to know the other person.
She seems to be a Korean actress, the beauty representative of the new generation.
Of course, there is no need to say more about the female artists of Goryeo. In the past, those girl groups could be said to be popular all over the world. Although they are no longer grand, their quality is still unquestionable.
After all, you have to know.
Korea also has an industry that leads the world.
——Plastic surgery.
"Hello, I am Jin Zhuhyun, nice to meet you Smita."
The woman introduced herself again and bowed again, making people feel conquered.
Kim Joo Hyun.
That’s right, she’s the new generation female idol.
In addition to the shortcoming of not being very tall, in terms of appearance, he has been evaluated as the ceiling of South Korea by countless domestic netizens.
Jiang Chen did not expect that a Korean actress would run into his room as soon as he got off the plane.
Coincidence?
Obviously not.
"Miss Kim Joo-hyun, may I ask, who asked you to come here?"
Although the actress in front of him is the dream goddess of countless otakus, to this day, the so-called beauty is no longer able to arouse Jiang. Chen was too interested.
Once upon a time, it was difficult to overcome the difficulties.
He has seen too many beauties, some of them even otherworldly beings.
“It’s the company’s arrangement.”
It can be seen that under the calm appearance of this new generation idol who is also widely popular in Korea, the hand holding the mask is still exposed It relieved the uneasiness and tension in her heart.
Jiang Chen was silent.
There are really too many jokes on the Internet about the darkness of the Korean entertainment industry.
Although this industry is inherently unavoidable with unspoken rules, looking at the world, the misery of Korean artists should be regarded as the worst in the world.
Many people say that Korean actresses are the playthings of the rich and powerful.
This sounds ugly, but it is not necessarily true.
The actresses who have committed suicide over the years should be a revelation.
The business suite became quiet for a while.
Jin Zhuhyun, who came to the hotel at night following the company's instructions, was heartbroken and at a loss.
In the country of Goryeo, even the president can’t help himself sometimes, let alone the so-called celebrities.
Unlike China, in Goryeo, artists do not have a superior social status. They are purely money-making tools for capital, like puppets with strings, they can only be manipulated by others, and there is no room for resistance.
When entering this industry, Jin Zhuxuan certainly knew what she would experience, but compared to the previous simple escorting, this was the first time she had experienced this situation, which made her inevitably feel awkward and uneasy.
The only thing worth celebrating is that the unknown man in front of him is very young, not a gray-haired old man, nor a wretched uncle with a big belly and fat intestines.
“Stop standing, sit down.”
After a brief silence, Jiang Chen smiled and spoke.
His politeness and friendliness relieved some of Jin Zhuhyun's nervousness. She touched the sofa and sat down.
Girl Shi Xixi, when did you become so "kind"?
This "welcoming method" is really "flattering".
Looking at the Korean artist sitting upright and stroking his hair, Jiang Chen could only think that this was Shi Qianqian’s arrangement.
Is it possible that after sitting in the position of acting chairman of Jinhai for a long time, the situation has opened up?
"Miss Jin Zhuxuan, I have watched your movie..."
Jiang Chen approached.
Having nothing to do, it seems nice to chat with a beautiful woman, not to mention that she is praised by many marketing accounts as the most beautiful woman in South Korea.
Seeing Jiang Chen coming, Jin Zhuxuan immediately stood up and moved to the side. She was obviously still a little nervous, but when she heard Jiang Chen's words, she was stunned, and then said: "I have never made a movie. is a singer.”
Jiang Chen was startled, a little embarrassed.
"Pfft."
I have to admit that Goryeo is indeed unique in cultivating artists. Unlike in China, you can easily become famous if you are not careful. In Goryeo, if you want to be famous, It's like crossing a single-plank bridge with thousands of troops, no easier than the college entrance examination.
Because competition is fierce, if you want to enter this industry, you must first sign up to become a trainee, and then receive professional training in various aspects for several years. If your performance is not up to standard, there is a risk of being kicked out at any time.
It is possible that after several years of hard work and time investment, nothing will be achieved in the end.
Of course.
Perhaps it is precisely because of the strict and almost cruel selection system that the entertainment industry in Korea is so developed, because every star who appears in the public eye is the best in the world.
Jin Zhuhyun couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile. Such a simple action exuded a temptation that made people's hearts itch.
If it were a different beast, it might have been a hungry tiger pouncing on it at this moment.
Fortunately, Jiang Chen could be regarded as a gentleman. He coughed lightly, sat down on the sofa, and deliberately kept a distance from the other party like a gentleman.
"I'm sorry, I misremembered. I watched Miss Jin Zhuxuan's stage performance, which was quite good."
Jin Zhuxuan blinked. Jiang Chen didn't know if she had had plastic surgery, but at least for now, it looks like There are no traces, even if it is plastic surgery, it is much more normal than those Internet celebrity faces.
Especially her eyes, which are large and curved, outline a charm, just like the ability to speak, the so-called hope and brilliance should be nothing more than this.
“Your Chinese is really good.”
You are not bad either.
Jiang Chen was about to retaliate, but suddenly realized something was wrong.
“I am originally from China.”
Jin Zhuxuan was stunned for a moment, and a trace of doubt appeared in his charming eyes, “Are you from China?”
Jiang Chen He nodded and praised: "I didn't expect Miss Jin Zhuxuan's Chinese to be so good."
Jin Zhuxuan frowned.
"What's wrong?"
Jiang Chen asked.
"...I"
Jin Zhuhyun was about to speak when the doorbell rang.
“Hello, food delivery service.”
Jiang Chen stood up and went to open the door.
Jin Zhuhyun paused.
“Miss Jin Zhuxuan, have you eaten?”
Jiang Chen asked politely.
He is also a person in the entertainment industry, and he also wants to know more about Korea's entertainment industry.
"I've eaten, thank you Smita."
Looking at the otaku goddess who stood up and bowed, Jiang Chen smiled hoarsely.
Take a look at domestic artists, and then take a look at this.
He shook his head.
"Ms. Kim Joo Hyun, you don't have to be so polite. Sit down, I'll eat something first."
Kim Joo Hyun sat on the sofa again, looked at the man sitting at the dining table eating, and bit Biting his lip, fidgeting a little.
It doesn’t seem right.
The company told her.
Today’s guest is obviously from Korea.
Why did you suddenly become a Chinese?
She wanted to ask Jiang Chen, but she didn't dare to speak. She was just thinking about calling the company when her cell phone rang.
It was the agent calling.
"Take it, it's okay."
Looking at the new generation of South Korean faces looking at him, Jiang Chen took the initiative to speak understandingly.
Kim Joo Hyun then answered the phone.
"What did you do? Why haven't you arrived yet?!"
A harsh reprimand came.
Bewildered at the same time, Jin Zhuxuan lowered his voice, "I'm here, I'm in the room."
"Arrived? Why did President Li call me and ask where you are? Why haven't you arrived yet? Go.”
President Li.
The second in command of the company.
For an artist like Kim Joo Hyun, he is an irresistible big shot.
"Is the guest really Korean?"
Jin Zhuxuan held the mobile phone in both hands and asked tentatively.
"Why are you asking this?"
The manager's voice was baffling and he didn't bother to explain, "Where are you? This guest tonight is very important, Jin Zhuhyun, you must not give I'll drop the chain, otherwise we'll all have to walk around without food."
Jin Zhuxuan looked at Jiang Chen cautiously again.
Jiang Chen didn’t eavesdrop, he just sat there quietly cooking without any distractions.
“Can you tell me the room number again?”
“Assi! Sheraton Hotel 2312, hurry up!”
Jin Zhuxuan slowly put down the phone, as if realizing that he had made a serious mistake.
After hesitating again and again, seeing the time passing by bit by bit, she mustered up the courage to stand up and asked, "Excuse me, what is the room number of this room?"
Jiang Chen didn't know why, but still Answered: "2321."
Kim Zhuhyun's expression changed immediately.
2312.
2321.
What a mistake!
“Sorry Smita!”
She apologized immediately and left eagerly.
Jiang Chen is confused.
Jin Zhuhyun didn't bother to put on her mask again, stepped on her white high heels, and walked quickly to the door. When she was about to open the door, there was a knock on the door without warning.
"Tuk-tuk-tuk..."
The person outside did not ring the doorbell, but knocked on the door directly.
Kim Joo Hyun subconsciously stopped pressing her hand on the door handle.
Jiang Chen, who still didn’t know what happened, got up and walked over.
Seeing this, Jin Zhuxuan could only take two steps back and get out of the way.
Jiang Chen opened the door.
Before he could see clearly, a black shadow rushed over.
"I miss you so much."
Miss Shi, who had not seen her for a long time, was as forthright and bold as ever. She hugged Jiang Chen's waist, rested her head on his chest, and murmured softly.
The delicate body is warm.
Unknowingly.
The scent of this aunt is so familiar to me.
Throwing herself into her arms, the distance that had been separated for many days disappeared in an instant. Jiang Chen raised his hand, coughed lightly, and held her shoulders.
"Someone is here."
Is anyone here?
Miss Shi, with her hair in a bun, raised her head, stood up straight from the other person's arms, and looked into the room doubtfully.
Soon.
A beautiful face that I felt pity for and felt overwhelmed came into view.
Shi Qianqian frowned immediately, her original tenderness disappeared in an instant, and was covered with a layer of frost in an instant.
"Hello."
Jin Zhuxuan greeted Shi Xixi.
These Korean artists are indeed very polite.
“Who is she?”
Shi Qianqian turned a deaf ear, and in the blink of an eye she seemed to be a different person, staring at Jiang Chen with lightning flashing in her eyes.
"Jinzhu..."
Jiang Chen opened his mouth and was about to explain, but suddenly stopped.
Wait.
Something seems wrong.
(End of this chapter)