I'll kill you if I mix in the entertainment industry

Although this Jeonju bibimbap was okay, it did not surprise Quan Zhiyong. On the contrary, it was the side dish that made Quan Zhiyong a worthwhile trip.

The potato fungus is fresh with a little softness, the temperature of the fried octopus is not bad, and the combination of green onion pancakes maximizes the aroma of the green onion oil.

It is indeed an old shop that existed in the 1960s.

As for Jeonju Bibimbap, it is just soy sauce bibimbap, but the soy sauce is a bit like a two-time simmering according to personal taste.

"So this is over?"

Chi Zhenwei ate bibimbap, but still felt that the journey ended a bit quickly: "I arrived in Jeonju all morning by car. Let's go back after eating bibimbap?"

"Isn't it delicious?"

"good to eat."

"Isn't this all right?" Quan Zhiyong finished his last bite, somewhat satisfied: "Except for the soy sauce bibimbap, which is almost something, this is generally good. These side dishes are very good."

"Mr. Quan."

"what happened?"

"These side dishes are to be added to the bibimbap and stirred."

Quan Zhiyong's smile froze, he looked down at the side dishes he had eaten and then at the bibimbap, lost in thought.

"Puff."

The diners next to him were laughing. Chi Zhenwei stirred the bibimbap and tasted it bit by bit. Quan Zhiyong was expressionless, turned on his phone and started to scan ins.

Why did no one remind me?This is really outrageous.

"Mr. Kwon knows why Jeonju Bibimbap is called Jeonju Bibimbap?"

Quan Zhiyong felt that there might be some allusions to this. For example, in ancient times, someone who was going to starve to death, begged for a bowl of rice in a family in Jeonju, and mixed it casually. It was unexpectedly delicious and unforgettable.Later, this person turned over, found the family, and promoted bibimbap.

Quan Zhiyong thought for a while and answered: "Just tell the allusion, there must be a story in it."

Chi Zhenwei smiled without saying a word, but the girl who couldn't help laughing before turned around and said: "Because bibimbap is to be stirred."

Quan Zhiyong:???

You shouldn't pick up these words!Quan Zhiyong couldn't wait to choke Chi Zhenwei to death. He felt that he had made a good face for Chi Zhenwei in the past few days, and he even made a joke.

Chi Zhenwei lowered his head and laughed while eating, Quan Zhiyong glared at him and turned his head to see who dared to molest himself?

His appearance is perfect, and he can't see his height even when sitting, but he is basically up to standard, and his black and bright black straight straight is quite in line with Quan Zhiyong's aesthetic.

Someone was taking photos and talking about. The girl sitting behind Quan Zhiyong simply stretched out her hand: "Tiffany."

"Quan Zhiyong."

Quan Zhiyong took a close look at Tiffany's face, and found that he was a little familiar: "You seem to be..."

"Yes, it's me."

Tiffany nodded, reached out and took Quan Zhiyong’s phone to find an angle and took a photo with Quan Zhiyong, and then took

The phone was returned to Quan Zhiyong.

Quan Zhiyong:...

"Um, I actually belong to Quan Yuli..."

"Are Yu Li a fan?"

Tiffany blinked and then bent into a crescent: "Unfortunately, Yu Li is not here, or she can take a picture with you."

Forget it.

Quan Zhiyong opened his mouth, somewhat distracted.

He had a hunch, he couldn't say it.

Tiffany looked at Quan Zhiyong's appearance and was also a little surprised. It has been a long time since she met a fan who likes Quan Yuli so much.

Because of resource issues, coupled with the fact that he has no longer paid attention to his body in the past two years, Kwon Yuri has slipped from the upper circle of Girls’ Generation popularity to the lower circle when he first debuted.While Tiffany was a pity for Quan Yuli, he was also somewhat helpless.

There are just so many resources, especially in the early days of debut. Because of some external reasons, the company's film and television resources are pitiful. It is already very difficult to support Lin Runyu. There is really no room left. Xu Zhuxuan, Quan Yuli and Cui Xiuying are in vain.

This is also one of the reasons why Tiffany supports Jessica: insufficient resources.

This is inevitable, but it will also cause dissatisfaction among the members' psychological and other aspects.

Thinking of this, the smile on Tiffany's face slowly disappeared, and he sighed as he looked at Quan Zhiyong, who turned his back to him and started flying away.

It's rare to see Yu Li's diehard fan, but he turned out to be an uncle.But even an uncle can't let people down.

Tiffany thought for a while and patted Quan Zhiyong on the shoulder again. After Quan Zhiyong turned around, he took a group photo with his mobile phone.

Quan Zhiyong was obviously taken aback. He didn't understand where Tiffany was singing. He suddenly felt like he was in his forties, and he couldn't keep up with the rhythm of young people.

"this is?"

"Ah, uncle, I posted it on the ins, and I gave Quan Yuli back to Aite. Then you can see Quan Yuli cue you in the comment area."

Quan Zhiyong was stupid.

Isn't that to protect idol's privacy?Is the family's photo exposed so simply???

Oh yes, she treats me as a fan.

Quan Zhiyong recovered, Tiffany waved his hand and stepped out of the store.

I'm Kwon Yuri's father...

Well, it can also be a fan.

"That was really Tiffany just now?"

"Really, my God, I actually sat in a restaurant with Tiffany for dinner."

"You just found out... I noticed as soon as I walked in."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh will also be posted on ins, i am so jealous of that uncle, why not me?"

"Get out of here, you said that you like Pu Cao'e last night, so you climbed the wall today?"

"Fun, the girl's generation that labor and capital likes, what kind of spicy chicken Pu Churong, oh not Pu Cao'e, hurry up for the father."

"Oh, scumbag."

As soon as the front foot left, heated discussions began in the store.

Quan Zhiyong lay weakly on the table, and after a while he got up and asked Chi Zhenwei.

"Why do you think idol can eat here in the public?"

"This is the most famous and authentic Jeonju restaurant in the whole state. It is a famous place for celebrities to check in. You are used to it without looking at the staff, and the order is maintained very well."

Chi Zhenwei's voice was very low, and after an explanation, there was no more text, and he ate in silence.

This guy is really wrong, as if he was stimulated.

Quan Zhiyong looked left and right, finally couldn't restrain the curiosity in his heart, and leaned his head over and whispered, "What's wrong with you? So silent."

"I have been thinking about a question."

Chi Zhenwei said in a deep voice, "Why is Mr. Quan so good for women?"

Quan Zhiyong was stunned, and suddenly violent: "Where did you want to go, they are..."

With a low voice, Quan Zhiyong realized that the entire store was watching him.

With an awkward smile, Quan Zhiyong said viciously in a weak voice: "This is my daughter's teammate, where did you want to go?"

"Well, no food?"

Quan Zhiyong:???

"Mr. Quan, I just said casually." Chi Zhenwei hurriedly apologized: "I mainly think that after you wake up, the whole person has a lot of sunshine, which makes people feel very kind, so I can't help but make two jokes. I'm so sorry."

Forget it, Quan Zhiyong waved his hand and didn't bother to care about Chi Zhenwei.

"This kind of joke can't be messed up."

"I'm really not kidding." Chi Zhenwei saw Quan Zhiyong's anger, and shook his head and whispered, "I'll analyze it for you."

I want to see what you can analyze.

Quan Zhiyong snorted coldly, staring at Chi Zhenwei with a pair of dead fish eyes. If he analyzes randomly, it will be a violent beating.

"First, you are single, right? There is nothing wrong with freedom of love."

This is true, Quan Zhiyong raised his eyebrows and initially agreed.

"You have money, right."

Quan Zhiyong's eyes were so complicated that he glanced at Chi Zhenwei: "There is no money for them."

"I think you will definitely be richer than them in the future. I still have some insight on how many powerful and powerful I Chi Zhenwei has drawn over the years."

Quan Zhiyong touched his chin without speaking.

"You think it is not normal for a rich forty-year-old man to marry a 25-year-old woman with a small fortune? This is the current state of society."

Quan Zhiyong was silent, he thought for a long time, but he didn't think of anything to refute.

"To shut up."

Quan Zhiyong became irritated from embarrassment: "I can't silence anything with your meal?"

Chi Zhenwei smiled and did not refute.

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(Today I was eating at the restaurant and I met an uncle who is a diehard Yu Li. I took a photo with him. He still didn’t want to take pictures with Quan Yuli, a fool. Ah, ah, ah, I’m so angry, look at Yu Li. How to solve this.)

Aite took advantage of Quan Yuli and clicked send.

Tiffany looked at his masterpiece with ecstasy and started the car.

Speaking of which, she came to look for Jin Tae-chu this time.

After Jin Tae's argument that night, he returned home overnight. Tiffany was a little worried about Jin's state, so he drove over.

Passing by this restaurant, this restaurant where nine people have eaten together, Tiffany thought about it and went in and ate again.

I don't know if there is any chance in the future.

But unexpectedly meeting an interesting uncle, it slightly eased Tiffany's heavy mood.

When she came, the agent's sister told Tiffany that she must bring Jin Tae-yin back. She had already been notified all morning and didn't answer the phone.If this continues, the agent and Kim Tae-chung will be crazy sooner or later.

Tiffany often comes to Kim Tae-yeon’s home. Sometimes she doesn’t go back to La on vacation. Tiffany simply lives at Kim Tae-yeon’s house. This journey can be called a familiar road for Tiffany.

"Oh, this kid came back in the middle of the night and didn't say a word, so he suffocated himself in the house. I'm really afraid of something wrong, Meiying, please hurry up and persuade you together every day."

"Auntie, don't worry, go to rest first, deadea (Jin Tae's nickname) is here to give me."

I said hello to my brother and mother who were at home. Tiffany knocked on the door of Taeyeon’s bedroom in the expectation of Kim Tae’s family.

Nothing happened.

Tiffany frowned and knocked again, finally making a sound.

After about two minutes, Kim Tae-yu, who was already dressed, opened the door.

"I guess it's you." Jin Taeyu smiled and said, "My broker's sister called me more than 30 calls. I'm crazy, let's go and go back to the company."

"Don't worry, I'm going to eat, you have something to eat now, and go back together when you are done."

Jin Taeyu did not refuse, nodded and looked at Tiffany and said, "Well, I will come back to get something this time, but the phone happened to be dead and forgot to charge it. Fany, tell me, I will go back to the company in the afternoon and finish eating. Things will leave."

"Oh, right," Jin Taeyun hurried out the door, thinking of something to turn back: "I think Yun-Yun and Hyo-yeon were in a bad mood the night before, Xiuying told me that she had talked with Xu Zhuxuan, and they were these two people. There was another quarrel. I have to call Yunyu and Hyoyuan tonight, and some explanations. Then look at the rhythm of me and Li Chunkui. Come out to warm up when the field is cold."

Tiffany nodded and said softly, "Go ahead. I didn't eat breakfast. Explain to my aunt and brother, they are worried about you."

"Just come back to get something, what's to worry about."

Jin Taeyu smiled, rubbed his shoulders and went to the restaurant: "I felt uncomfortable because I slept on my arm last night."

Tiffany watched Jin Tae Yu go to dinner and walked into Jin Tae Yu's bedroom.

It was a little messy, and some documents were thrown on the bed at will, indeed they came back to get things.

Tiffany sat on the bed, took the cardboard box on one side and began to pack it away, and found a picture frame with nine people on the pillow.

Tiffany was silent for a moment, picked it up and set it up.

The pillow towel is wet.