Chapter 50

"Then, thank you in advance, but what if I save this opportunity for the future?" Li Huanle asked with a grin.

This time, it was Li Zhiyan's turn to be stunned. After a while, she looked at Li Huanle seriously and nodded, saying, "Alright!"

Seeing Li Zhiyan agree so readily, Li Huanle suddenly said happily, "Not bad, you're a good friend! From now on, you're my good friend, Li Huanle. If you have any trouble, remember to call me!"

Li Zhiyan was taken aback. The words sounded like something from a gang, mentioning loyalty and all. Li Zhiyan understood that she simply didn't want to owe Li Huanle so much.

In fact, she hadn't expected that just accompanying Quan Baolan to meet someone would bring her so many benefits, even to the point of meeting someone who could change her fate.

Looking at the happy Li Huanle, Li Zhiyan lifted her head curiously and asked, "Li Huanle, can you tell me why you're doing all this? If you just want to enter the entertainment industry or become a composer, there's no need to go through so much trouble. I believe with your creative ability, there won't be any problem!"

The smile on Li Huanle's face slowly faded. Looking at this sharp and beautiful girl, he replied seriously, "Because some things must be done by oneself, which is why everything is as it is now. For now, I can't tell you!"

Hearing this, Li Zhiyan felt a bit disappointed. She now truly recognized Li Huanle as a good friend.

From their chance meeting to now, although it hadn't been a month, they had spent a lot of time together, and their interactions were frequent. Plus, they had gone shopping together twice. Li Zhiyan thought carefully and realized that, apart from her company's trainees and former schoolmates, the time she had spent with Li Huanle was the most she had spent with any male in recent years.

A very talented, serious, and strict man who also liked to joke and had a bit of mystery about him.

This was Li Zhiyan's impression of Li Huanle.

Just as Li Zhiyan was about to say something, a sound came from the right.

"Click!"

The door opened, and Quan Baolan walked out with a deliberately sullen face, saying to Li Huanle in a sour tone, "It's recorded, you can check it yourself!"

Taking the DV from Quan Baolan, Li Huanle smiled, "Why are you angry again, Baobao? Smile, smile, smile! Be happy, you're about to join the debut project, what's there to be unhappy about?"

Quan Baolan didn't really dislike Li Huanle, but she hated how he always spoke to her as if she were a child. She was already 23 years old, and being treated like a little girl made her unhappy. Especially with Li Huanle always calling her 'fake lolita,' 'little lolita,' 'niece,' and now 'Baobao,' she was really not happy.

Unfortunately, Li Huanle was like a stubborn green bean, already understanding Quan Baolan's character. He was certain that under her cute lolita face, she had a weak and sensitive heart. Although she was tough in words, that was it.

Unlike Li Zhiyan, who didn't talk much but was firm and decisive, which was why Quan Baolan had brought Li Zhiyan along when she came to Li Huanle's place.

"Hmph, happy~~ Why don't you record 'Cute Song' and upload it to the internet yourself!" Quan Baolan said unhappily.

Li Huanle laughed, "Haha, didn't I already sing it for you? Didn't you almost throw up then? Do you want a special version? Niece Baobao!!"

"Ah~~ I'll fight you to the death... to the death... to the death... Zhiyan, quickly hold me, or I'll fight him!"

"Ha!"

Li Huanle couldn't help but laugh, then suddenly ruffled her hair and headed towards the recording...

A strong wind blew from inside the house, and the iron gate in front suddenly slammed shut.

"Bang!"

Li Huanle was speechless, then he called out loudly for Kim Aeman.

Kim Aeman and the others came back from the hallway, seeing the closed door and Quan Baolan baring her teeth at Li Huanle, they felt a sense of being set up.

"The key is inside!!!"

"What?!"

...

In the suburbs of Seoul, near Gyeonggi Province, there are many production and processing plants. Due to the considerable distance from the city center, the land prices were relatively cheap.

However, that was in the past. With Seoul's housing prices skyrocketing, many real estate companies began developing the surrounding areas. While some large enterprises were unaffected, others faced various issues.

SAFE Company's product processing plant was established in the 1990s. The factory covers 700 square meters, with one large production area, a warehouse, and an office building.

The land was found by Kang Dongyun and Li Yuanba during their early entrepreneurial days. At the time, they signed a 15-year lease, with the rent adjusted annually based on the real estate market.

Thirteen years had passed, and SAFE Company had never changed its location.

However, today, the increasingly deserted factory welcomed two unwelcome guests.

In the factory manager's office on the second floor of the left office building, Li Yuanba, with a 2-8 hairstyle and wearing a suit, looked much more haggard. Upon hearing the intentions of the two people sitting opposite him, he slammed his hand on the coffee table and stood up, shouting, "What kind of joke is this? Terminate the contract?? Mr. Choi Dongjun, according to the contract signed with your father, even after the 15-year lease ends, we have the right to renew or purchase the property. Not to mention the contract is still in effect, it won't expire for another two years. I don't know what you're trying to say by coming here today!"

The young man sitting on the left sofa, wearing a black suit and with short hair, looking somewhat honest, smiled and said, "President Li Yuanba, to be frank, SAFE's business situation has been dire over the past few years. Most of the factory's machines are idle, and there are fewer than 10 production workers. Continuing to lease this place is not beneficial for your company; on the contrary, it's a huge burden. Mr. Park Youngju, sitting next to me, is willing to help your company get rid of this burden and pay a transfer fee. This is a good thing for you, me, and Mr. Park Youngju!"

Park Youngju, sitting next to him, smiled. He looked to be around the same age as Choi Dongjun, also a bit chubby, but he was a genuine second-generation from a wealthy family.