Chapter 5

"Ah!!" Li Chong looked at the script paper that was gradually becoming blurred, still holding the unlit cigarette in his hand, "Sigh"! Li Chong shook his head, took out a lighter from his pocket, lit the cigarette, and took a deep puff...

"Oh!" The girl sitting on the ground, seeing that Li Chong had lit the cigarette and was not turning back to her, let out a soft moan. Li Chong turned back helplessly to look at the girl, who was about 16 or 17 years old, wearing a pink tracksuit, with a slightly round face, and short hair that reached her neck. Her big, crescent-shaped eyes were already filled with tears...

"How are you? Are you hurt?" Li Chong said as he reached out to help the girl up. The girl used Li Chong's strength to stand up and then leaned against the railing.

"It hurts." The girl, with tears in her eyes, held her arm. Li Chong pulled up the sleeve of her tracksuit and saw some bruises. He looked at the girl speechlessly, "It seems you hit me, and even knocked my handbag off the bridge into the Han River, feeding the fish. And you got hurt yourself."

"Sorry, Uncle, I saw half of your body leaning out and thought you were going to jump," the girl said, blushing.

Li Chong suddenly felt a headache. Uncle, jumping off the bridge... these things seemed to have nothing to do with him... He was only 25, and although he hadn't shaved much, he didn't deserve to be called Uncle, let alone jump off a bridge...

"I was just thinking and planning to light a cigarette," Li Chong said helplessly. At this moment, the girl also noticed that the railing on this section of the bridge was lower than the rest for design purposes. Although it was quite high for her, for Li Chong, who was 180 cm tall, the railing only reached his waist, making it look like his entire upper body was leaning out. The girl's face turned even redder when she realized this.

"Sorry, sorry, I misunderstood. Give me your contact information, I'll compensate for your handbag," the girl bowed apologetically.

"Forget it, you're a student and don't have much money. Just be more careful in the future. It's a pity about my script," Li Chong said, looking at the girl with a hint of regret.

"Script? Are you a screenwriter?" the girl asked curiously.

"Yeah, something like that. Just a screenwriter whose scripts no one wants," Li Chong said with a self-deprecating tone, but there was a hint of longing in his eyes.

The girl looked at the weathered face of the man in front of her and felt that since she had encountered him, she should encourage him and not let him be so negative... So, "Uncle!" the girl called out to Li Chong.

"Ah!" Li Chong was a bit uncomfortable seeing the girl suddenly stand up straight, who had just been like a sick duck, now seemed energized.

"Uncle, AZaAZa Fighting!!!" The girl bowed deeply.

"Uh..." Li Chong felt a headache again, a bit at a loss. What was going on... What was this girl doing... Why was she doing such out-of-the-blue things.

"Uncle, my name is Huang Meiying. I'm back from the United States and am about to debut. I've been through 3.5 years of strict training, and many times I felt it was too hard and too tiring, often crying in secret. But I always felt that coming back from so far away, if I gave up, I would be letting myself down and my mother in heaven. So I gritted my teeth and persevered. Next month, I'm going to debut. I hope Uncle can stick to your choice, even if no one supports you or understands you, you have to cheer yourself up. You can do it, you can do it, Fighting!" Huang Meiying said loudly...

"Hey, what's this!" Li Chong used "Hey" to cover the moisture in his eyes, looked at the girl, and reached out to mess up her hair, saying, "Really, you make me sound so pitiful? Forget it, since you're going to be an artist, you should prepare to compensate for my handbag. Give me your phone number, and I'll give you mine. My phone went down with the handbag."

Li Chong thought this girl, Huang Meiying, was quite nice, simple, and determined. He knew how hard it was to be a trainee, and although he was still a complete newcomer in the film industry, he had a lot of connections in the music industry... Li Xiaoli, Rian, Kim Jong-kook, Shinhwa, TVXQ, Lee Jung-hyun, Se7en, Baek Ji-young, and others all had some connection with him. Among them, Li Xiaoli, Kim Jong-kook, and Baek Ji-young were close friends. If there was an opportunity, he could ask them to help take care of her, but was she suitable for Soho?

Li Chong looked at the girl in front of him, a smile forming on his lips. "Since you're going to compensate for my handbag, I won't be polite. The handbag was a Burberry bag my friend brought back from Paris in 2004. Although it's been a few years, if you buy it from a second-hand store, it would still cost nearly 2 million won, as it was a limited edition at the time. If you need it, I can give you the receipt..."

Huang Meiying was a bit stunned. Although she was from the United States, she knew that 2 million won was a lot. Her trainee allowance was only 150,000 won because she lived far from home, and even if she saved for a year without spending, she wouldn't have enough to buy it...

"Ah, that's so expensive, I, I don't have that much money..." Huang Meiying looked at Li Chong pitifully.

Li Chong's smile grew wider. This girl was becoming more and more interesting, "You're going to debut and become an artist, and artists make a lot of money. Li Xiaoli's signing fee was over 1 billion won, you know!"

"Right, I'm going to debut, and then I'll have a lot of money," Huang Meiying was reminded by Li Chong and suddenly remembered that she was going to debut. As an artist, she would have money, and she had been thinking like a trainee. If she became an artist, this wouldn't be a big deal... Performance fees and advertising fees would be a lot...

Huang Meiying's eyes lit up with a big smile, "No problem, Uncle, I'll get you a good one. It's just 2 million won, I'll get it for you when I become an artist."

"Okay, but you can't pay now, and it will take some time before you can. Let's calculate some interest... Otherwise, I feel like I'm losing out," Li Chong felt he was starting to become a bit like a con artist...

"Okay, okay, that's fair. I shouldn't let Uncle lose too much," Huang Meiying was still in the dream of making big money as an artist and didn't notice Li Chong's little trap. Li Chong secretly glanced at Huang Meiying and saw that she was still in the dream he had woven...

"Let's go with the normal credit loan rate, which is 5 per thousand," Li Chong said seriously.

"Ah, how much is that?" Huang Meiying was a bit confused by what Li Chong said.

"Not much, just 10,000 won in interest," Li Chong was almost bursting with laughter...

"Okay, I understand. When I save up the money, I'll call Uncle," Huang Meiying said sweetly.

"Good, remember to keep your promise. Otherwise, I'll really jump off the Han River Bridge," Li Chong said teasingly.

"Alright, I'm going to leave. I need to go home and rewrite the script. Work hard, strive, and paint the wall. Do you want me to send you home?" Li Chong looked at the sky and realized it was already sunset, probably around 7 PM. It wouldn't be safe for a little girl to stay here...

"No, Uncle, I was waiting for someone, and she's almost here," Huang Meiying was still in her dream.

"Okay, I won't keep you company then. I'm leaving," Li Chong turned and walked away from the bridge... At this moment, Li Chong felt much lighter...

Huang Meiying looked at Li Chong's back and silently wished him well, "Uncle, keep going, I believe in you!!"

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