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

"Yu Li, your reaction surprised me."

Quan Yuli fiddled with the dishes in his bowl with his chopsticks, but did not eat a bite.

"Different appetite?"

Quan Yuli shook his head and said, "I am losing weight recently."

"That's it." Quan Zhiyong brought the few vegetarian dishes on the table to Quan Yuli: "So, do you have any plans?"

"I can't help it." Quan Yuli took a mouthful of celery and said calmly: "So I can only wait for that day to come. I think it must be a difficult time, but time will not stay, it will pass. "

Quan Zhiyong suddenly regretted it.

Regret that he didn't understand Yu Li enough, and regret that he didn't have the strength.

These things are simple but not easy, and difficult to say, and they can be solved easily when the strength is reached.

Quan Zhiyong felt that a father could not protect his daughter's feelings.

This kind of taste is very uncomfortable. To cheer up his daughter between sourness and sadness, he can only do this.

Quan Zhiyong felt that he was getting deeper and deeper in the role of his father, even though it brought him some unpleasant experiences.

"I got some shares in the brand of Jung Soo Yeon. I have helped her. I hope she can develop better."

Quan Yuli raised his head and said seriously: "Thank you, I thank you for Sister Xiuyan, Dad."

"Don't you ask me where do I get the money?"

"Naturally, there is a reason not to say it." Quan Yuli put down his chopsticks, took out a bottle of wine from the cabinet, and filled the glasses of the two people.

"I also thought before, if my father goes to Hong Kong, will the money be not enough."

Quan Yuli clinked glasses with Quan Zhiyong and drank all the wine in the glass.

"I occasionally ask about Sister Chunkui, why is she so generous these days? Sister Chunkui always diverts the subject. She gave me the car and asked me to eat and drink. It was my father's instruction, right?"

"Yu Li, you are really smart, just pretending to be confused."

Quan Yuli smiled, somewhat drunk.

Quan Zhiyong was silent for a moment and said: "I have to say sorry to you first, I..."

"No." Quan Yuli stopped Quan Zhiyong's words: "You have done very well."

"It's really good already."

Quan Zhiyong frowned, picked up the bottle and looked at it, it turned out to be vodka.

Prior attention was focused on Quan Yuli. Quan Yuli clinked with him and Quan Zhiyong didn't drink either. He didn't expect to open a bottle of such a high alcohol.

He helped Quan Yuli to lie down on the bed, took off her socks and covered her with a blanket. Quan Zhiyong sent a message to Li Chungui saying that Yu Li would not go to the company this afternoon.

Li Chunkui responded very quickly, without asking the reason, only that she would get it done.

Quan Zhiyong sat down at the table again and took a bite while watching the untouched dishes at the table.

It's cold, but it's just right for vodka.

Quan Zhiyong was eating the food with a sense of urgency in his heart.

It took more than two months, no, it's been a month and a half since I got the start-up funds. Quan Zhiyong actually didn't do anything. The idea only existed in his mind and he didn't put it into action.

Despite this and other reasons, Quan Zhiyong also felt that one and a half months was not enough for him to develop.

But Quan Zhiyong still couldn't help thinking, if he keeps developing, is it possible to stop these things that make his daughter sad?

SM shareholders have undergone huge changes. Can they change everything if they have enough funds to enter SM?

At this moment, Quan Zhiyong's mentality changed.

In the past, his twenty-year-old mentality gave him no sense of urgency. He even had the idea of ​​getting along, and following the trend of the times, he would always become rich.

Quan Zhiyong actually has a sense of psychological superiority from beginning to end, which is a sense of superiority brought about by information leadership.

But at this moment all shattered.

Quan Zhiyong felt the powerlessness in Li Chunkui's heart.

That is a sense of powerlessness that obviously has some resources in hand, but cannot affect the current stage.

In the past and present, Quan Zhiyong has never been like this moment. The desire for success came out from the bottom of his heart like a mad, and flowed through his body with the pulse.Those unicorns, those emerging profiteering industries.

It took a long time for Quan Zhiyong to calm down.

It's too late.

All the passion retreated, leaving only the remnants of unwillingness buried deep in my heart.

Quan Zhiyong set himself a goal.

Yu Li signed this contract for three years.

Next time, at this time in 2017, he must become a word to change the existence of SM.

At that time, no matter what Yu Li or he wants to do, there will be no more obstacles...

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"Don't put too much pressure on you."

Zheng Jun was smoking a cigarette, looking at Zheng Xiuyan with dark circles in front of her, feeling a little distressed.

The cigarette beside her mouth was taken away by her daughter and squeezed out, thrown into the ashtray, Zheng Jun smiled bitterly.

In the past few days after signing the contract with Quan Zhiyong, Zheng Xiuyan suddenly began to worry about gains and losses. Zheng Jun saw these things in his eyes, but there was no good solution.

SM is like a thorn, inserted between Jessica and the other eight people, as if in the throat, making Jessie have a very bad life these days.

How will the teammates react to the blood on the road to brand independence?How will the fans react?Can it really survive SM's ban?

Unknown and confused washed Zheng Xiuyan, making her feel terrified.

In Zheng Jun's worried eyes, Zheng Xiuyan barely smiled: "I didn't sleep well last night, I want to make up for it."

"Go ahead." Zheng Jun breathed a sigh of relief: "The main thing you have to remember is that no matter what happens, I and your mother, including Xiujing, will be your backing."

Jung Soo-yeon nodded, went back to the bedroom and locked the door, and then took out a candle from the drawer.

In the difficult times in the past, people would light candles to complain to each other.Even though it didn't happen afterwards, even the entire team rarely got people together because of notification issues.But Jessica hopes this candle can give herself an answer.

The curtains were closed, the lights were all off, and the candles were burning quietly in the warm red room.

The flame of the candle was very stable, calming Jessica's heart of gains and losses.

It used to be lit in the dark before, and the scene in the house came into my eyes, Jessica thought.

Is the environment different, or other things have changed?

To be honest, she has been enough in SM.

Looking at the burning candles, Jung Soo-yeon even felt that this was her remaining time in SM. When the candle burned out, it was when she left SM.

In general, Jessica still likes to be with her teammates.

Calling likes may not be appropriate, it should be inertia.

Used to Xu Zhuxuan calling everyone to get up.Get used to Jin Tae-yu and Li Chun-kui's hands and feet, and then bully Tiffany.Lin Runyu's liveliness, Quan Yuli's quiet, Jin Hyoyuan's straightforwardness and Cui Xiuying's poisonous tongue.

As if it was yesterday.

There is no permanent banquet in the world. This sentence was invented to persuade people who are reluctant to separate.

Jung Soo-yeon tried hard, but SM stood in front of Jung Soo-yeon like a mountain, blocking her way.

Zheng Xiuyan is not the protagonist of Yu Gong Yishan, and there will be no gods to save her.

Jung Soo-yeon's choice is to choose another way.

Even if the end of this road has deviated from the trajectory that everyone initially set.

The candle was burned out, and Jessica rubbed her sore eyes. The bloodshot eyes of lack of sleep made Jessica look tired.

Suddenly thinking of Quan Zhiyong, Jessica laughed.

At that time, Quan Zhiyong called her as a liar and looked down on such gambling people.

Unexpectedly, she would also be a gambler today.

The bet is the popularity she has accumulated over the years since her debut, and the emotions between her teammates.

This time it was my turn, and Jessica climbed into bed and started to sleep.

The plan is ready, wait quietly.

Hope it is a good result.

(It's a headache. I wrote these more than two thousand, not enough three thousand, first post it tomorrow and then change it, you can refresh the chapter tomorrow.)