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Chapter 456 What a Chaebol Should Look Like!



Chapter 456 What a Chaebol Should Look Like!

Li Qin stood by the window, watching Wang Xiucheng appear in the community, then leave and get into a car parked at the entrance.

Only after the black car disappeared down the road did Li Qin reluctantly turn her gaze away.

Li Qin plopped down on the sofa and sat there motionless for half an hour.

Her mind was filled with Wang Xiucheng's gentle image.

It wasn't until her phone rang that Li Qin finally snapped out of Wang Xiucheng's mind.

"Xiaowen, what's wrong?" Li Qin glanced at the caller's name; it was one of her assistants.

"Sister, it's confirmed. Filming for 'Qing Yu Nian' will start this month."

"understood."

After hanging up the phone, Li Qin took a deep breath.

She had been looking forward to the filming of the second season of the show, but she could never get everyone together.

There are so many big names in this show, everyone is very busy.

Even though he was just an unknown minor character in the first part, he has now become a top star second only to Wang Xiucheng.

This shows how long the production was delayed.

Now that she's finally managed to gather them all, she can't be happy.

Because this filming might mean not being able to go home for several months.

This means she may not see Wang Xiucheng for a long time.

……

[Rewards include 5 system points and three lottery cards.]

On the plane to Seoul, Wang Xiucheng finally opened the system and took a look.

"lottery."

Soon, the three cards were drawn, and a total of 2 system points were obtained.

Liu Shishi gave 7 points, and Chicken Leg Sister gave another 7 points.

In one night, Wang Xiucheng earned 14 system points.

So, what's the point of training?

While sighing, Wang Xiucheng opened the attribute panel.

Birthday: December 24, 2002 (20.5 years old)

[Barefoot height: 195cm] (10 to 0.1cm)

[Wingspan: 210cm] (100 = 0.1cm)

[Weight: 98kg] (1:0.1kg)

[Standing vertical jump: 105cm] (1000 = 0.1cm)

Maximum vertical jump: 115cm (1000 = 0.1cm)

Speed: 101 (1 to 0.1)

[Strength: 90] (1000 to 0.1)

[Stamina: 100] (10 to 0.1)

[Charm: 100] (100 to 0.1)

[System Points Remaining: 16 points.]

My stamina has reached its limit. I need a breakthrough card to push my stamina above the 100 cap.

Wang Xiucheng is not in a hurry about this for the time being.

After thinking it over, Wang Xiucheng spent 10 to increase his strength value from 90 to 100 points, which also reached the upper limit.

In this way, Wang Xiucheng's four attributes all reached the peak of 100 points, and his speed even broke through 100 points, reaching 101 points.

Without a breakthrough card, Wang Xiucheng would likely be stuck on this stat for a long time.

Hey!

Wang Xiucheng sighed, realizing he still wasn't diligent enough!

“Mr. Wang, we are about to land, but it seems that the original airport is under air traffic control, and we have been asked to land at another location.”

At this moment, the flight attendant came over to remind her.

Wang Xiucheng nodded and fastened his seatbelt.

The flight attendant took away the drinks and fruit that Wang Xiucheng had barely eaten, and he quickly sat down and fastened his seatbelt.

……

A business airport in the suburbs of Seoul.

"Card!"

The director, wearing a sun hat, yelled, then picked up the walkie-talkie and started cursing: "Damn it, you can't even play a chaebol, what kind of actor are you? Do you even know what a chaebol is? You're playing a thief, your eyes are all shifty..."

Lin Xuxian was also helpless. If this actor hadn't brought his own investment to the production, he wouldn't have given him a small role.

It's just that this guy really doesn't have the talent for it.

A production assistant's phone rang nearby. He quickly answered it, said a few words, and then went to the director, bent down, and said, "Director, the control tower says a private plane will be landing in 10 minutes. We need to give way temporarily."

"Take a break for now," the director shouted helplessly into the walkie-talkie.

Then he said to the cameraman next to him, "Look at that plane, it's perfect for capturing some footage in the final cut."

After giving his instructions, the director looked at a rented private jet in the distance and saw a young man in his twenties wearing a suit bowing and apologizing to the staff.

Shaking his head, the director led his men toward a coffee truck not far behind.

"Miss Yun'er, you've worked hard. You don't have any scenes to film today, so why don't you stay home and rest?"

The director saw a woman in front of the coffee and tea shop and immediately put on a smile.

"I had nothing to do today, and I was bored at home, so I hired a coffee truck to come over." The woman said, and personally handed a cup of coffee to the director.

The director immediately bent down, took the coffee with both hands, smelled it, and exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Aigoo! This is coffee made by Miss Yun'er herself. I will definitely drink it carefully."

With a smile on her face, the woman continued to hand the coffee that her assistant had taken to other staff members.

All the staff who needed a break immediately rushed over when they saw the situation.

It wasn't because I wanted to drink coffee, but because I wanted to see Lim Yun-er, a big star who is said to be one of the top ten most beautiful women in South Korea, up close.

Just then, a roar gradually rose in the sky, and a red-painted plane flew towards the airport from afar.

Everyone involuntarily stopped what they were doing, including Lin Yun'er.

"I wonder which tycoon's youngest son has come back from his trip abroad again," the director said enviously, standing next to Lin Yun'er.

Soon, the plane landed on the runway, the wheels screeching against the concrete.

The plane then gradually slowed down and came to a stop on the runway not far away.

The director frowned slightly as he finally made out the aircraft's livery: a sea of ​​red with a symbol that looked like both a Chinese character and a letter.

He didn't know what that meant.

But he was certain of one thing: this logo was not the logo or brand of that South Korean chaebol family.

This piqued his curiosity.

The red-painted plane quickly opened its cabin door, and a tall, slender man wearing a black trench coat and sunglasses appeared at the doorway.

The distance was too great for the director to see the person clearly.

But the man's demeanor in that instant stunned the director.

Then, everyone, including the director, saw the man in the trench coat walk down the ladder with one hand in his pocket and the other hand holding onto it.

Behind him, six or seven burly men in black quickly emerged from the plane and slowly followed the man off the plane.

After the man and the burly men all disembarked, two captains and two flight attendants stood at the gate, watching the man leave.

The director muttered subconsciously, "This is what a chaebol looks like!"

As if suddenly remembering something, the director abruptly shouted into the walkie-talkie, "Was it all recorded?"

"It's recorded."

Did they also record the man getting off the plane?

"Yes, director, the machine is recording continuously."

The director was extremely pleased to hear the cameraman's answer.

Isn't this what a chaebol should be like?

However, using this person's image might be a bit troublesome.

If the other party is truly a tycoon, they might not let me use their services, and I can't afford to offend them.

It would be best to go over and ask politely.

Thinking of this, the director immediately ran towards the distance.


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