Chapter 43

It was still these three people, still in Song Shijie's office.

"I won't do it." This was Bai Queqian's voice.

"Hurry up, don't be so fussy." Song Shijie urged from the side.

"I really don't want to do it. You two can handle it, right?" Bai Queqian was still unwilling.

"Just do it for the sake of brotherhood." Li Jingming coaxed.

"How can I sacrifice myself for something like this? If I do it, my image will be ruined." Bai Queqian resisted strongly.

"It's not like you're sacrificing your chrysanthemum, stop being so talkative!" Li Jingming said impatiently.

Bai Queqian sighed unwillingly, "This is really childish."

The three of them gathered around the computer on Song Shijie's desk. The page was the management interface of the LAD company's official website, everything was set up, and all they needed to do was press the Enter key to update the homepage with content about Li Jingming and the new album. At Song Shijie's suggestion, Li Jingming agreed that the three of them should press the Enter key together, but Bai Queqian found it too childish and refused to do it.

In the end, three fingers pressed the Enter key together, and the page changed instantly, with Li Jingming's image appearing on the homepage of the website. As a new agency and production company, not many people knew about the existence of LAD, and no one was browsing the website, but Li Jingming felt that everything was different, like a large ship that had not yet left the port, but its sails were already up.

To celebrate, they naturally had a meal. Since returning to Korea, Li Jingming, Bai Queqian, and Song Shijie had spent the most time together at the dining table. This meal was not at a Korean restaurant, mainly because Li Jingming had eaten too well in the morning and felt that his stomach was full of Korean food, so they went to an Italian restaurant.

When it comes to Italian cuisine, one might think of Italian pasta and pizza, but these are far from all. Italian cuisine is the ancestor of French cuisine and the origin of Western cuisine. Li Jingming and the others did not order dishes that were too characteristic of Italian cuisine but chose steaks, which are "men's choices." Three big men satisfying their appetites, not bringing a lady along for a romantic time, naturally ate however they pleased.

Speaking of Italy, one cannot help but mention red wine. Many people know about the Bordeaux region in France and the 1982 Lafite, although the Lafite winery is famous, in reality, Italian red wine is better in both quantity and quality. Many people believe that the Campania region is the "best red wine production area." The red wine Li Jingming chose, produced by the Bagnese winery, was not expensive, and after about three years, the taste had matured, making it perfect to drink now. As for the legendary 1982 Lafite, in China, two million bottles of "1982 Lafite" have been consumed, which is ten times the original production. It's unknown who the magic master is that produced the extra bottles. The taste of red wine reaches its peak after five years of aging, and the longer it is stored after that, the worse the taste becomes. It has been many five-year periods since 1982.

Li Jingming had no intention of being a fool. He always pursued comfort and pleasure, how could he do something so pretentious and meaningless? At least there should be a beautiful woman by his side to make it worth it.

After the meal, the three decided to visit some of Seoul's attractions. Bai Queqian and Song Shijie had only been in Korea for a few days and were still curious about the city. The album matters were temporarily settled, and they would wait to see the sales situation before deciding on the next strategy, so they could relax for a couple of days.

Sunday was the day for single beauties to go out. They would go shopping, hang out with their friends, and in general, the number of beautiful women on the streets would increase as the week came to an end. Bai Queqian drove an Audi A8, which the company reimbursed, with Li Jingming and Song Shijie inside, heading for the Teddy Bear Museum.

If cute things can attract women, then a large number of cute things can make women unable to resist. The Teddy Bear Museum at the foot of Namsan Tower in Seoul is always full on weekends. The beauties naturally came to see the cute bears, while others, like Li Jingming and his friends, came to see the beauties.

Li Jingming suddenly remembered a poem by Bian Zhilin that he read in China:

You stand on the bridge to see the scenery, and the people watching the scenery see you. The moon decorates your window, and you decorate someone else's dream.

This is a true master.

"Jamie, look at that girl." Bai Queqian nudged Li Jingming with his elbow. Not far ahead, a woman was taking photos with a camera. She had long flowing hair, a short-sleeved top, and hot pants, with a well-endowed figure and straight legs. Although her hair fell to one side, obscuring her face, Bai Queqian's "hungry wolf-level" phased array radar system had already confirmed that she was a beauty. "Go on."

"Me, again?" Li Jingming had done this many times in America after democratic voting. Every time he was unwilling, they would vote, and he would end up doing it. He had already accepted this reality.

"Who asked you to be so handsome?" Bai Queqian pushed Li Jingming's back with a smile, urging him to go.

"Wait." Song Shijie suddenly spoke, stopping Li Jingming. "There's only one of her, but there are three of us. Isn't what's about to happen a bit inappropriate?"

Li Jingming covered his face, and Bai Queqian burst out laughing. This guy was too powerful. From the moment Bai Queqian noticed her and started encouraging Li Jingming to approach her, in just thirty seconds, Song Shijie had already imagined all sorts of unhealthy scenarios. Li Jingming shouted in his heart: What can save you, my shy brother?

He straightened his clothes and walked over, pretending to bump into her by chance. He used the pick-up line that had always worked in America: "These little bears are so cute, but the history they represent is so heavy."

The woman smiled, pulling back her hair that had fallen while taking photos: "What, is taking photos not allowed here?"

"It's you." Li Jingming realized it was Park Hyomin from a few nights ago.

Oh, he was really done for, Li Jingming cursed in his heart. Before, in LK, he could say it was a mistake, but now it was clearly a blatant pick-up, and the charge of a lecher was inevitable. How could he get out of this?

"Seeing you here was just a coincidence, I was just joking." Li Jingming laughed to cover his embarrassment. "It's really a coincidence."

"Are you stalking me?" Park Hyomin's big, clear eyes looked at Li Jingming seriously.

How did a teenage girl know such a sensitive word as "stalking" and say it in public? Li Jingming's IQ of 169 was not enough to handle this. The difference between pick-up and stalking was too great, how did they get mixed up?

"Of course not, I'm just here with friends and happened to see you, so I came over to say hello." Li Jingming explained.

"Your girlfriend?" Park Hyomin then looked around, as if trying to find out who Li Jingming's girlfriend was.

"Boyfriend."

"Huh?" Park Hyomin's small mouth opened slightly, her eyes filled with disbelief, which turned out to be four words.

"Oh, male friends." Li Jingming thought about turning around and giving Bai Queqian a good scolding. This guy's wolfish nature and sudden idea had put him in a very awkward situation.

"Really?" Park Hyomin seemed disappointed by this answer, which puzzled Li Jingming.

Not all beautiful women lack the "yaoi" attribute. As a facezam, Park Hyomin's free time was spent taking photos or surfing the internet, occasionally flipping through fashion magazines. Women who spend a lot of time online tend to pick up some strange attributes, like "yaoi."

Park Hyomin's eyes wandered, thinking about how such a handsome man could not show her a gender-transcending, earth-shattering, and pure love, which was truly a pity.

"Do you always post your photos online?" Li Jingming had seen Park Hyomin taking photos twice.

"Of course, I'm a facezam, and I have many fans waiting for my updates." Without fans, one cannot be a facezam. Park Hyomin's popularity was always high, both in school and online.

"Facezams only take photos of their faces, why are you taking photos of these little bears?" Li Jingming's understanding of facezams was still superficial, thinking they were people with very good-looking faces. Lee Ji-hyeon was the first facezam he knew, and her face was indeed very good-looking.

"Not just that, you also need to share your life with everyone." Park Hyomin had a look of "you're outdated."

"Your life, just wandering around here?" Li Jingming said sarcastically. These hipsters were really out of touch with reality. But he didn't think about it, without hipsters, how could his LK business survive?

"Isn't that what you're doing too?" Park Hyomin gave Li Jingming a sidelong glance and a roll of her eyes.

Seeing Li Jingming chatting so smoothly with the beauty in just a few sentences, Bai Queqian couldn't hold back and pulled Song Shijie over, pretending to be surprised: "Jamie, is this your friend?"

What happened next made Bai Queqian's testicles ache. His broken Korean was not understood.

"Ha ha ha, you idiot." Li Jingming laughed and cursed in Bai Queqian's ear in French, mocking him for not even knowing how to speak and still trying to help him pick up girls.

Bai Queqian's mouth twitched, and he cursed Li Jingming in his heart. He didn't know French, but he understood the "Ola" and the heavy sarcasm in Li Jingming's words.

"Is this your friend?" Park Hyomin asked, looking at Bai Queqian.

"Uh, not really." Li Jingming looked away.

"Can you take a photo for me?" Park Hyomin gestured and said in broken English, then posed next to Li Jingming. Facezams, when they encounter other people who pass the highest certification of the appearance association, also take photos or direct group shots to share with everyone. Park Hyomin was already imagining how her online sisters would envy and hate her for the photo with the handsome man, which was different from Li Jingming's imagination. Park Hyomin, as a beauty, indeed had more female fans, as facezams shared fashion insights and matching experiences, topics that women discuss with each other.

Bai Queqian, holding the camera, saw the beautiful woman hugging Li Jingming's arm, and Li Jingming smiling at the camera. Yes, Bai Queqian found it disgusting, and for a moment, he felt deeply hurt by the world.

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