Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 1096 1113 [I'm really not a heartthrob] [-]
SBS TV station, in the studio hall——
According to the previously communicated interview script, the hostess Jin Liyuan asked Song Zhichao a series of questions. These questions were basically related to the Korean economy and the international financial situation.

Song Zhichao talked eloquently in front of the camera, and from time to time he made some small movements in the camera to scratch his eyebrows or touch the bridge of his nose.

If these small actions of his were placed on ordinary people, they would probably look a little indecent, or even a bit unsightly, but when placed on Song Zhichao, they added an indescribable charm to him.

So that in the future, many Korean men will imitate Song Zhichao by scratching his eyebrows and touching the bridge of his nose; and this kind of "playing handsome" has spread and spread to the Korean entertainment circle, and spread from the Korean entertainment circle to overseas, making countless men fall in love with it. A kind of "little action".

After asking eight or nine questions, Kim Ryeo-won began to cut into the key part of today's interview, seeking Song Zhichao's views on the current economic situation in South Korea.

This issue is actually very controversial in the Korean economic circles. Many economists believe that after South Korea suffers from the economic crisis, it will be dormant for several years before the economy recovers slowly.There are even some pessimistic scholars who believe that the South Korean economy will fall behind the Asian economies and go straight to the bottom. It will be even more difficult for South Korea to recover its economic momentum in the future.

Faced with this problem, Song Zhichao has unique insights. He first analyzed the current situation of the Korean economy from the beginning to the end, and then emphasized the diligence and hard work of the Korean people, especially during the economic crisis, the Korean people spontaneously donated gold to save the country. , is admirable.

In the end, Song Zhichao expounded his views on the future economic development of South Korea based on the context of South Korean economic development in his previous life. It will become a new barrier to the Korean economy.

When he said these words, Song Zhichao's eyes were sharp and deep, so that Jin Liyuan, who was sitting opposite him, and the Korean audience who were watching the TV show, were attracted by Song Zhichao's unique point of view. Overwhelmed by incomparable self-confidence.

Therefore, after Song Zhichao finished his speech, the hostess Jin Liyuan couldn't help applauding first.

"You speak so well, Mr. Song!" Jin Liyuan clapped her hands, her eyes rolled, and she was inexplicably excited.

Other staff members around excitedly applauded along with them.

After all, Song Zhichao brought them new hope that the Korean economy will not collapse, and the future will be bright.

For this, Song Zhichao just felt it was funny. These Koreans are too easy to fool. Indeed, the future of the Korean economy is promising, but by then the real moneymakers will be Samsung Electronics and the oil industry. As for the profits made by these industries The money, of course, fell into his own pocket.

……

"Vixen! Humph!"

In the roof tower room, Han Jiaren, who was lying on the ground with her chin propped up and watching TV, snorted coldly at Jin Liyuan, who was constantly courting Song Zhichao on the TV.

For her, the reason why she paid attention to this show was entirely because of Song Zhichao.

But this guy Song Zhichao actually had a hot fight with the hostess Jin Liyuan on the show.

"Sure enough, men don't have a good thing!" Han Jiaren became more and more angry as she thought about it, watching Song Zhichao beaming at Jin Liyuan on the TV; close.

"Oh, I get hungry when I get angry." Han Jiaren casually took out a boiled egg from a nearby bowl, lay on the ground with her legs crossed, smashed the egg on her forehead with a bang, then peeled the skin and opened it. Eat up.

at this time--
"Sister Han Jiaren, are you home?" The voice of the babysitter Jin Sanshun came from outside the roof room.

Han Jiaren was eating boiled eggs, and when she heard that it was Jin Sanshun, the babysitter, she was a little too lazy to talk to her.

This little nanny had been collecting debts for her master before, so Han Jiaren had to avoid her.Now that he ran over, needless to say, something must be wrong.

The little nanny Jin Sanshun heard that there was no sound inside, so she continued to call outside: "Miss sister, it's me, Sanshun-I brought you food, are you home?"

Food delivery?
Han Jiaren froze for a moment, then choked on the egg and couldn't make a sound.

Jin Sanshun: "I made ramen, do you want to try it? By the way, I also laid eggs. It's delicious! It's very fragrant!"

Sure enough, a scent of ramen came from the crack of the door.

Egg ramen?

It turned out to be my favorite egg ramen? !

Han Jiaren rolled her eyes, swallowed the egg stuck in her throat, beat her chest vigorously with her hands, and said, "Here—! Wait a minute, cough cough, I'll open the door for you!"

Han Jiaren got up and hurriedly opened the door, only to see the little nanny Jin Sanshun outside holding fragrant ramen and looking at her with a big smile.

Han Jiaren: "Thank you!"

He took the ramen very bluntly and went straight into the house.

The little nanny Jin Sanshun did not leave, but followed into the house.

As soon as Han Jiaren found the chopsticks, seeing that she hadn't left, she said, "You also gave me the ramen, so you can go."

Kim Sam Soon: "..."

Some people are not used to Han Jiaren's way of driving people away after taking the benefits.

"Ahem, actually, Sister Han, I have something to discuss with you."

"Tch, I know that your little nanny has no good intentions. You said that you gave me ramen. So there is something wrong. Fortunately, I haven't moved my chopsticks yet."

"No, it's not really a big deal."

"It's not a big deal? Then tell me, let's see if I can eat this ramen..." Han Jiaren held back her saliva, and told her in principle that she must clarify the matter before proceeding.

The little nanny Jin Sanshun bit her lip, her cheeks turned red, she looked at Han Jiaren and said, "Well, do you have a good relationship with Mr. Song?"

Han Jiaren's eyes widened: "Are you laughing at me? I'm being chased by your master. Is this a good relationship?"

"Ahem, no, I mean...seeing how close you and Mr. Song are..."

"Stop!" Han Jiaren looked at the babysitter, Jin Sanshun, and said, "Seriously, you didn't come here to test me, did you?"

"Uh?"

"Uh, what? That Song Zhichao has always been narcissistic. He thinks he is handsome and rich, and many girls will fall in love with him—I am not that kind of person!" When Han Jiaren said this, she remembered The last time I deliberately snuggled into Song Zhichao's arms in the car, I scolded myself for "shameless", and my cheeks blushed even more.

Jin Sanshun didn't expect Han Jiaren's reaction to be so strong, and he was at a loss for words for a while.

"Tell me, what's the matter with you?" Han Jiaren became impatient.

Jin Sanshun: "It's like this, my mother and my sister are coming to Seoul, and they may live here for a while. It's too expensive to rent a house outside, so I think——"

"What do you want?" Han Jiaren seemed to understand something, looking at her room, "You don't mean to put them in my place, do you? My place is so small..."

"No, it's just that when Mr. Song comes back, let them hide here for a while; when he goes out, let them go down." The little nanny Jin Sanshun said, "As you know, Mr. Song has been here all this time. Outside, I seldom go home, so my mother and sister won't bother you for too long."

Han Jiaren thought about it, that's true. During this period of time, Song Zhichao, the dead ghost, hasn't been home much. He seemed to be missing, and then rolled his eyes, "It's not impossible to help you, but a bowl of ramen just wants me... um Ha, you know!"

The little nanny Jin Sanshun was also very good, so she said: "I understand this, I will make ramen for you from now on! Until you are satisfied!"

Han Jiaren smiled: "Okay then, first let me taste your bowl of ramen - I have a very picky mouth!"

(End of this chapter)