Chapter 270

Cheng Qian'an returned to his seat.

"Give it?"

Mother Cheng glanced at his empty hands and asked.

"Ah."

"There are a lot of contacts among friends, and the appearance is pretty good, not like a mean girl."

Cheng's mother couldn't help talking, obviously it was still about the topic of fortune-telling.

"I know."

Cheng Qian'an smiled and said.

Several people were sitting on the ground eating and chatting, mostly Cheng Qian'an was talking about the exotic customs and customs he experienced after coming here.

"That's right, it's strange, when I first saw you, I felt much better than your previous skin."

Cheng's mother spoke plausibly.

"I haven't taken care of my skin specially here. It's been a long time, and it's just like this."

Cheng Qian'an touched his face, recalling his condition before coming to Korea, he felt that his skin was indeed better.

Cheng's mother, who hadn't seen him for a long time, could best see the changes in her son, so she reached out and pinched his face twice.

What a difference.

Cheng Qian'an pulled her hand away, and said helplessly, "Mom, that's fine."

"What's the matter, I'm not allowed to touch it."

Mother Cheng glanced at him.

"I'm in my 20s."

"What's wrong with being in your 20s, you still have to listen to me."

Mother Cheng didn't care.

Cheng Qian'an was helpless and didn't say much.

After a simple meal, seeing that the rain did not decrease at all, the two decided to go to the indoor museum first, and then go outside when the rain subsided.

There are also several museums in this area, such as "Jiahui Museum", "Han Sangsu Embroidery Museum", "Korean Buddhist Art Museum" and other Korean traditional culture museums.

It doesn't matter which one you look at. Holding an umbrella, I found a nearby one, walked in and started to visit.

Take a few photos of something interesting, or worth saying a word or two about.

The main reason is that there is really nothing to visit. Museums can’t be seen in China. If you want to look at foreign countries, you can also look for Western France and Britain. There is nothing to see in this place.

After a brief stroll, seeing that the rain did not decrease, I finally returned to the car with an umbrella and prepared to go home.

"Today, look, it's not pleasant at all."

Cheng's mother closed the umbrella, closed the car door forcefully, and said.

"Okay, if you have nothing to do in the afternoon, go experience Korea's beauty industry. It's quite developed, and it should be more advanced than domestic ones. If you can't, then do a medical beauty industry."

Cheng Qian'an suggested.

In terms of medical beauty, South Korea is still ahead of the country.

"Alright, you can ask which one is better, give me the address, and go get a beauty treatment."

There is a plan every day, and there is nothing to do when you are free all of a sudden. Hearing what he said, Cheng's mother nodded her head.

"No problem, just ask now."

Cheng Qian'an went to call Lin Nalian first, but he didn't answer for a long time, so he hung up decisively.Probably busy, it would be useless for her to call the others if she couldn't answer.

"I'll give Yuqi a call."

Cheng Qian'an said.

I still had to call Song Yuqi, but they were connected quickly.

"Hey?"

"What's the matter?"

"Is there any better beauty salon? My mother wants to go to a beauty salon and experience it."

Song Yuqi wanted to hate him when he heard the first half of the sentence, but it turned out that it was her aunt's idea, and her tone changed instantly.

"It's auntie, it's okay, it's fine if it's you."

"Okay, seriously, I'm planning to go now."

Cheng Qian'an urged her, having lost the time to play tricks on her.

"A beauty salon is a beauty salon, and skin care is a different place. It's not called that in Korea. It's in Gangnam District anyway. Wait a minute. I'll send you the address later."

"Hold on tight."

Song Yuqi hung up the phone and asked Zhao Meiyan on the side.

"Which skin care company in Jiangnan District is good?"

She wanted to recommend the one she went to, but she didn't think it was safe, so she asked people around her.

"mo?"

Zhao Meiyan was puzzled, she didn't know she was on the phone, so she suddenly turned around and asked herself this.

"Cheng Qian'an asked me?"

Song Yuqi said.

"Qian An?"

Zhao Meiyan was surprised, why didn't she expect Cheng Qian'an to ask.

"Ang, his mother is going to the beauty salon."

Seeing her surprised look, Song Yuqi explained.

"Oh."

Zhao Meiyan suddenly realized.

"If you go now, you won't be able to go if it's too good. You need to make an appointment."

Zhao Meiyan obviously understood something, thought for a while, and said.

After talking a few words, I thought of a few good ones, and some were not sure if I could go directly without making an appointment, so I simply sent them to Cheng Qian'an.

Cheng Qian'an looked at several addresses at a loss.

"These are all good. You can call and ask if you can go directly. If you can, you can go directly. If you can't, make an appointment and wait for tomorrow."

How to do this is still so difficult, neither of the parents can speak Korean, so Cheng Qian'an had to call one by one to ask.

Well, the most expensive one doesn’t need to make an appointment, when to go and when to do it.

There is no shortage of money, Cheng Qian'an made a reservation directly on the phone, and it will arrive in half an hour.

"go!"

Cheng Qian'an drove the car directly, found the destination and rushed over.

"All right?"

"All right."

"how much is it?"

"About more than 50 won, convert it to two or three thousand."

"It's okay, not too expensive."

Cheng's mother nodded, not surprised at all, what she does in China is similar to this price.

"It's very expensive in South Korea. The competition here is fierce, unlike in China, and it's not a medical beauty project."

It's not a course of treatment, but it's really expensive to dare to ask for this money for a simple one-time treatment.

Speaking of beauty, Cheng Qian'an stroked his growing hair.

Originally, I had short hair when I first came to Korea, but when I went to cut my hair, the barber was too obedient. He said he would fix it, but he really did.

As a result, his current hair is a little longer than before, and he began to have a Korean-style feeling.

Originally wanted to cut it short, but Lin Nayeon refused, saying that he is more handsome with bangs, and the feeling is different from before. The girlfriend said so, so he doesn't care, so let's keep it.

Send Cheng's mother to the place all the way,

Cheongdam Cave, which is expensive, has an exclusive floor. I paid for it after calling in advance, and I lay down comfortably to receive spa treatments.

Cheng's father and Cheng Qian'an sat outside, chatting casually.

"Go back home the day after tomorrow?"

Cheng Qianan asked.

"The day after tomorrow, of course I have to go back after the National Day."

Cheng's father nodded, then stood up, took out a cigarette from his pocket as he walked, and looked at him.

Cheng Gan followed comprehensibly, and took the cigarette that his father offered him.

"You really don't plan to come back?"

"It's been two years at least, and the software thing, I can't go back even if I want to go back."

Cheng's father took a deep breath, "These can all be resolved."

In the final analysis, he was still not very happy to let Cheng Qian'an develop here.

"Let's go, I'm fine here."

Cheng Qian'an shook his head and refused.

Now is the time when he is full of fighting spirit. He wants to make great achievements in his career. He has many things he wants to do. Without such an environment in China, he naturally does not want to return to China.

Cheng's father breathed out the smoke and inhaled the fresh air after the rain. He was not too surprised to hear this.

After all, when Cheng Qian'an was going to study in South Korea, he refused to let him, but he still came in the end.

"Okay, don't forget to come back during the Chinese New Year."

He is still open-minded, sees clearly in his heart, and is optimistic about him.

Young people are proud and youthful, and they always have this kind of drive, so that's fine. It's better to do what you want to do when you are young than to follow the rules.

"definitely."

Cheng Qian'an smiled at him and nodded firmly.

(End of this chapter)

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