"Sorry, oppa." After the female star and her group left, Song Qian stuck out her tongue and said to Park Ji-hoon. She knew that female star, after all, they were all from the same circle, but Park Ji-hoon didn't ask, and she didn't make any special explanation, so as not to complain to the villain.

"Nothing." Park Ji-hoon smiled discontently.

No matter which country's entertainment industry, there are many such people. After becoming popular, they distinguish themselves from ordinary people and think they are superior. However, when they meet people from higher classes, they will please and flatter, and there is no difference between being charmed by the superiors and bullying the superiors and the inferiors in the officialdom and workplace.

"Don't Oppa likes to eat duck meat?" Song Qian no longer paid attention to the man's affairs, but asked strangely. She remembered that Park Ji-hoon didn't hate duck meat, so why did she eat so little today and always focus on other dishes.

"No." Park Ji-hoon hesitated and explained: "Some time ago, I tripped on the carpet while holding my girlfriend. As a result, Min-ah and the others thought I was weak and didn't listen to the explanation. They kept giving me some tonics and let me sleep alone at night. Now my eyes are almost green!"

Yuri's name was not mentioned.

"Puchi!" Song Qian opened her mouth slightly in surprise and couldn't help laughing out loud after listening, and hurriedly covered her mouth with her hands. It was not a hesitant, a pretentious personality, and according to a Korean woman who is already 30 years old, she did not avoid such topics.

Moreover, I still trust Park Ji-hoon's character very much. I have a net worth of 10 billion yuan and a big shot in the entertainment industry. I even go home except for work, nightclubs and bars. I am simply a giant panda-level!

It's not surprising that he has a girlfriend. He knows everything, but he doesn't know much.

"Did Oppa really trip over the carpet?" Song Qian suddenly asked, with her eyes rolling.

Park Ji-hoon took a meal and looked up at Song Qian.

With eyes facing each other, Song Qian blinked, looking curious, waiting for his answer.

"Of course it's the carpet!" Park Ji-hoon replied in annoyed, "Some people will fall flat! Why doesn't anyone believe me if I tripped on the carpet?"

"That's because he cares too much about oppa." Song Qian stopped when she saw it, and did not make jokes about him. Instead, she explained on her behalf, "After all, oppa has no offspring yet!" Speaking of this, she suddenly became curious about who his first child would have given birth to. Not only Chinese people value their eldest son and grandchildren, but Koreans also value it.

"Cough!" Park Ji-hoon coughed lightly and asked, "Will you go back tonight?"

"It's okay tomorrow morning, where is the oppa?" Song Qian stuck out her tongue and asked back.

"I'll go back tomorrow." Park Ji-hoon replied.

"Then I'll take the Oppa to board tomorrow morning and then go back." Song Qian said immediately.

"That's thank you." Park Ji-hoon did not refuse. Krystal's words that day woke him up and accepted other people's kindness appropriately to be friends better.

"The changes in Oppa are so great!" Song Qian sighed softly.

In the past, Park Ji-hoon should have said "no need". Although he did not mean to be contemptuous, sometimes it would make people feel full of enthusiasm and was poured on a basin of cold water.

"Okay or not?" Park Ji-hoon asked with a smile.

"Okay!" Song Qian replied without hesitation.

"That's good!" Park Ji-hoon said.

Song Qian smiled too.

Soon, the topics of the two changed to work, film and television programs, etc.

A full table of dishes, it takes a long time to eat.

Song Qian also ate much more than usual.

"Don't Oppa mind?" The two talked about the plagiarism of Chinese variety shows. Many classic variety shows from n.e.w were moved here. What surprised Song Qian was that Park Ji-hoon didn't care at all.

"It is more harmful to you than it is for me, and it is also beneficial to me. Why should I care?" Park Ji-hoon shook his head and replied.

Song Qian stopped chopsticks and looked at him curiously.

Why is it beneficial to him? Does it refer to the promotion of pirated copies and popularity?

"When a person gets used to reaching out to take it, who will work hard to create from scratch? Moreover, in the process of creation, he will experience various failures, abuse, and suppression of the former. In this way, everyone will start to implement the use of the ideology. If others take it, wouldn't it be a loss if they don't take it? Innovative becomes an alternative, and the potential is stifled, so I don't have to worry about the birth of a strong competitor." Park Ji-hoon explained, "And, if there are too many plagiarism, it will always be spread.

, I will add more news and make users from all over the world form this inherent impression. Even if you wake up and want to rise up in the future, you will be limited to the two inherent impressions of "plagiarism" and "disrespect for copyright". You can only continue to play on your own one-acre and three-point land." After a pause, he added: "But this is enough. After all, China's market is big, enough for everyone to eat, and others work hard overseas, but they are not as good as the income of Chinese artists in the local market."

Song Qian was silent.

As he said, the Chinese local market is enough for everyone to eat, and it’s enough to use it as a philosophical person. Why do you have to work hard to innovate? As a result, the influence of Chinese culture overseas is getting smaller and smaller. The original “successor of dragons” has become “successors of money” in various countries overseas, and even domestic entertainment culture has been eroded.

If you don’t care about others, why does he care?

The atmosphere suddenly became a little depressing.

"Okay, we're just talking about it on paper." Park Ji-hoon smiled and comforted her, "A province in China has a larger area than in South Korea, and it's not easy to manage, and its development time is still short. It's a miracle to have the current achievements. After all, the economy is the basis for everything. The road has to be taken step by step, and the meal has to be eaten one bite at a time."

"Yes." Song Qian nodded proudly, and was excited by it.

"Next time to go to Korea, remember to notify me and I'll ask for a meal." Park Ji-hoon said.

"Okay!" Song Qian replied readily, "I don't know how many people are greedy for the small restaurant in Oppa!"

"Next time you order, want to eat Chinese, want to eat Western, and want to eat Japanese..." Park Ji-hoon couldn't help laughing when he was halfway through showing off.

"Then I'll make up for it, I remember it!" Song Qian leaned slightly, half lying on the table, and said with a smile, "Don't be troublesome when oppa is done!"

Already full.

"Quick up!" Park Ji-hoon raised his hand and swears with her.

"Have you booked a hotel for Oppa? I'll book it for Oppa?" Song Qian asked. The room booked by the program team of "New Journey to the West" has been returned, and Park Ji-hoon's greetings are placed in the car.

"Then I'll trouble you." Park Ji-hoon said.

"It happened to be ordered together. I will take the oppa to have snacks in the evening." Song Qian took out her cell phone and said while searching.

"Don't be familiar with me then!" Park Ji-hoon teased her with a smile.

"How is that possible?" Song Qian felt relieved, but she retorted.

"Let's wait and see." Park Ji-hoon smiled and put down his chopsticks.
Chapter completed!