Chapter 571: A Nanny Organization with a Commission Fee of 10 Million US Dollars·Painting Legs

Shen Sandao raised his hand, as if he wanted to slap the young man in the white shirt.

However, he hesitated and put down his hand and said: "Forget it, seeing that he was beaten badly by you, I'm going to take it out. As for the matter between him and Qimeng, I won't pursue it anymore. Anyway, I I don’t love that woman either.”

Chen Chuan sat on the sofa in the room.

Li Xiuhui sensiblely went to make a cup of tea and served it to Chen Chuan.

Chen Chuan was drinking tea and thought he could see Shen Sandao wearing a white shirt. Unexpectedly... Shen Sandao was a gentle and elegant young man after all. Even if he was beaten by a white shirt or his girlfriend was stolen from him, he still couldn't do it.

"Three swords, hit him." Chen Chuan said.

Shen Sandao said: "Forget it, this guy is quite miserable."

Chen Chuan said: "I thought you would rush over, slap him, and scold him at the same time. Damn it, aren't you capable? Dare you touch me? Go to Qin Province and find out who dares to touch me?"

Shen Sandao chuckled: "I used to do things this way, but now, I am much more docile. I have seen too many grudges and disputes in my family in Qin Province, and I know that killing cannot solve the problem. Let's stop fighting. Let's stop fighting. , all gone with the wind. However, I owe the boss a favor for bringing this guy here."

"Last time you helped Murong get rid of his fans, so I owe you. But as friends, we don't care about these impersonal remarks." Chen Chuan said, "Xiuhui, do you recognize this white shirt?"

Chen Chuan walked up to Bai Shirt, took the mineral water on the table, opened it, and poured it on Bai Shirt's head to make him wake up.

Li Xiuhui squatted in front of the white shirt and took a closer look, then turned through his pockets, took out his student ID card, and read: "Liu Yongjun... Oh, he is the youngest son of Liu Zhenhai, the president of YK Entertainment Association. President Chen, As long as you speak, I, or the firm, can sanction him, including his family's YK Entertainment."

"YK Entertainment...a small company?" Chen Chuan asked.

Li Xiuhui nodded and said: "You are definitely incomparable to President Chen. The income in the Korean entertainment industry is not high."

"How will San Dao deal with him?" Chen Chuan asked.

"Forget it, I just hope... that if he and Qimeng are good, he will take her seriously." Shen Sandao said.

Snapped!

Chen Chuan slapped Liu Yongjun on the face.

Liu Yongjun was showered with water and slapped again. He seemed to wake up and looked at Chen Chuan and Li Xiuhui behind Chen Chuan with wide eyes.

"Representative Li Xiuhui? Representative Li, save me!" Liu Yongjun knelt down in front of Li Xiuhui.

Representative is a position held by a Korean company.

The president is equivalent to the chairman of the board, the president is equivalent to the general manager, the director is equivalent to the manager, and the representative is the department head, and has considerable power. There are also junior leaders such as ministers and room chiefs at the back.

Li Xiuhui turned a deaf ear with a cold face, not even looking at Liu Yongjun.

Chen Chuan slapped Liu Yongjun, triggering the special effect [Evil people need to be punished by good people], and took the opportunity to ask in Korean: "Liu Yongjun, do you know why I hit you?"

After asking, Chen Chuan turned on the video on his mobile phone.

Next, the other party will say something disgusting under the compulsion of "Evil people need to be punished by good people".

Liu Yongjun opened his mouth and said: "I know, I know! Because I already have a fiancée, but I saw that Lu Qimeng was beautiful, so I went to seduce her and wanted to sleep with her. But I tried many methods, but she refused. That woman is really green tea Bitch, she's obviously very coquettish, but she just won't go to bed. So, I plan to use Gwater on her in the bar tonight..."

"Damn it!" Shen Sandao slapped Liu Yongjun hard on the face, "Girl in the palm of my hand, are you going to use ecstasy water to get on top of me? I can kill you!"

Shen Sandao grabbed the ashtray on the table and took his turn.

Bang!

The ashtray hit Liu Yongjun hard on the head.

It stands to reason that Shen Sandao cannot understand Korean.

But after understanding the English word, he took action in anger. For a while, this word appeared in Korean nightclub scandals.

Blood gushes from Liu Yongjun's forehead, and he staggers and falls to the floor.

Seeing the blood stains, Shen Sandao also panicked. This time, is the hand too heavy?

Chen Chuan said: "Xiuhui, have someone take Liu Yongjun to the hospital. Then...send someone to warn him to stay away from Lu Qimeng in the future. Or, let him protect Lu Qimeng's safety. If something happens to Lu Qimeng, it will be his responsibility."

"Understood, President Chen." Li Xiuhui took out her mobile phone and made a call.

Less than three minutes.

Three young men knocked on the door, came in, took the medicine box, bandaged Liu Yongjun briefly, and then walked out, cleaning the floor of the room before leaving.

Chen Chuan was sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette, looking at the pale Shen Sandao, and said: "Don't be nervous, it's nothing serious, just a trauma. Also, what Liu Yongjun said just now... I will translate it for you. He said, cough , Lu Qimeng does a good job, she even calls him husband when she is in love."

"Ah!" Shen Sandao squatted down, covering his chest, "Boss, please stop telling me. It's so uncomfortable, really."

"Hahaha." Chen Chuan went over and patted Shen Sandao on the shoulder, "I lied to you, your Qimeng has never slept with him. So he plans to use dirty methods."

"I don't believe it! Wuwuwu." Shen Sandao cried.

Chen Chuan took out his mobile phone and played the video just now, then took out his mobile phone and opened the voice translation software, and translated it for Shen Sandao.

After hearing this, Shen Sandao's face looked better. He suddenly smiled awkwardly: "Hey, actually I don't care. I was just acting to entertain the boss."

"Whatever you want... Do you still want to go to the nightclub? Why don't you take a rest? As for the medical expenses for the beating. Xiuhui, you ask Liu Yongjun for it." Chen Chuan said the second half of the sentence to Li Xiuhui in Korean.

"Understood, President Chen, this matter will definitely be handled properly for you." Li Xiuhui said.

Shen Sandao no longer wanted to go to the nightclub. He was beaten badly, sprayed with anti-inflammatory spray, and lay on the bed.

Chen Chuan and Li Xiuhui left the room without disturbing him.

As for Li Xiuhui's Ander Firm, why does it serve Chen Chuan so wholeheartedly?

Chen Chuan thought about it carefully. Among the pile of documents, there was a document entrusting Ander Firm to handle the acquisition of [Double Dragon], which mentioned that the commission fee was US$10 million.

System payment also costs US dollars.

And Chen Chuan knew that the system had given him too much money, because even the due diligence fees for large companies were only 1% at most.

Apparently, the system spent 10 million US dollars to hire a "nanny" for itself in South Korea.

Dear, I am still friendly to the system.

Everyone in the world is interested in profit. Ande's office is not small, but he still has to serve himself as his financial backer. In addition, she is the chairman of [Ssangyong Co., Ltd.], and she has a circle of 680 billion won car companies under her control. Lee Soo Hye definitely wants to maintain a good relationship. Plus he's so handsome...

Chen Chuan and Li Xiuhui arrived downstairs at the Four Seasons Hotel.

Li Xiuhui reported the matter of the two policemen again and said that it had been handed over to the superior department for handling.

The time is half past midnight.

"I've kept you busy for most of the night. I feel sorry for you. Go back to sleep." Chen Chuan said.

"Okay." Li Xiuhui smiled softly and took Chen Chuan's arm, "Go back to bed. Let you get enough sleep."

"I mean, sleep separately." Chen Chuan said.

"Okay, let's go to bed after we're done." Li Xiuhui said.

Chen Chuan opened her hand and said, "Sorry, I'm not used to having too much contact with girls who have had plastic surgery."

Li Xiuhui was stunned for half a second, then she said with a smile as usual: "Understood, I'm sorry, President Chen, I'm so rude, then I'll send you to your hotel?"

Chen Chuan nodded and got into her black Hyundai car.

After ten minutes' drive.

The car was parked downstairs at the Signier Hotel where Chen Chuan was staying.

"President, do you live on the 100th floor?" Li Xiuhui looked up at the tallest building in South Korea.

"yes."

"It is indeed a very high existence, and it is indeed beyond reach. I apologize again for offending you just now." Li Xiuhui said.

"No offense, but I was too direct. Thank you for seeing me off. Let's go." Chen Chuan said and opened the car door.

Turning back, he saw Li Xiuhui looking at him.

Chen Chuan also looked at this girl and said, "Since you are so beautiful, a good night kiss is not too much, right?"

"Of course it's not too much!" Li Xiuhui smiled sweetly, leaned over, and kissed Chen Chuan's cheek gently, then kissed her from cheek to lips, "Good night, Mr. President."

Chen Chuan wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and said with a smile, "It's a bit disgusting."

"Oppa~ Let's talk again!" Li Xiuhui said coquettishly.

"Okay, it's quite sweet." Chen Chuan said, got out of the car and waved.

The car drove away slowly.

Chen Chuan remembered that judging from the [Health Sensor Badge], this girl had a score of 82 before plastic surgery. According to the standards of Hupu Pedestrian Street, a score of 80 or above is recognized as a beauty. For example, Gao Yuanyuan scored 80. Therefore, she was considered a beauty before her whole life, so this kiss was not a loss.

Went back to the room and slept.

I also slept peacefully this time, and I took out [Linchuan Four Dreams] from the system space to accompany me. Anyway, I now treat this wooden sword as a girl, so I don't feel lonely when I think about it.

Early the next morning.

Chen Chuan got up, washed up, and had breakfast.

Li Xiuhui's car was parked downstairs.

He went downstairs, got in the car, and followed her straight to the Pyeongtaek factory.

[Ssangyong Motors] There are two major factories in South Korea, with tens of thousands of workers. The main person in charge of the factory came to respond, including a president, a director, and a representative.

Accompanied by several people, Chen Chuan watched the automobile production line.

"President, the Pyeongtaek factory has a construction area of ​​870,000 square meters. The factory has comprehensive supporting facilities such as car body, paint, final assembly workshop, stamping workshop, car body distribution center, vehicle shipping yard, warehouse logistics, etc. The current annual production capacity is 250,000 There are about 110,000 Korando units among them," President Li introduced respectfully.

Chen Chuan has seen these data before.

"These are the list of Ssangyong Motors' agents in Chairman Chen's country. There are 110 agents in total, with branches across the country. Chairman, please take a look." President Li handed over the list.

Chen Chuan flipped through it casually. He didn't care about these things. He was the shopkeeper anyway, so he didn't care about so much.

However, when I was browsing, I saw "Shanghai Bian's Automobile Trade Supermarket".

I thought of brothers Bian Long and Bian Hu who shined their car lights into their eyes at the entrance of moKK nightclub some time ago.

Their home?

"This family won't cooperate anymore." Chen Chuan pointed at Bian Shi.

"Understood! Do it immediately!" President Li immediately replied without asking the reason.

"By the way, if you have any connections, I can use it to add food to Bian Shi, understand?" Chen Chuan asked again. After all, anyone who has offended the abbot of Shaolin will spend his whole life sweeping the floor in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, let alone Chen Chuan who offended him.

"Understood, President!" President Li and the other four bowed together.

While watching the Pingtaek factory, Chen Chuan found that the factory has great potential. It has everything it should have and has its own things. It is also positioned accurately. It only produces SUVs, not cars. Vehicles are exported all over the world. Although it is in a recession, a camel is still bigger than a horse.

Moreover, if there is an opportunity, we can move to China to build a factory.

Of course, it would be even better if the system produces engine design drawings! At that time, you can put aside this brand and go it alone to develop high-tech domestic engines.

Watching the dark blue SUVs lining up one after another and driving out, Chen Chuan felt a sense of satisfaction. He never imagined that one day he would own such a huge industrial factory.

At noon, we had dinner together in the cafeteria.

In the afternoon, I had an interview appointment with Seoul National University, so I didn’t stay at the factory for long and took Li Xiuhui’s car back.

If you don’t want this [mysterious identity], that is, a teacher at Seoul National University’s School of Fine Arts, then the trip to Seoul is over.

But Chen Chuan had nothing to do anyway, and at two o'clock in the afternoon, he arrived on the first floor of the Seoul National University Art Museum.

As soon as I entered the lobby, I saw a woman wearing a dark suit and short skirt standing there, talking to others.

She has a sweet smile and exudes an intellectual beauty. Her charming long legs under her short skirt are particularly eye-catching.

When she saw Chen Chuan, she walked over quickly on her high heels, bowed and said, "Hello, Teacher Chen, please come inside."

Chen Chuan was slightly surprised.

"I am your assistant coach Kim Yun-soo, Mani does not step on Kamnida" She put her hands between her thighs and bowed politely in greeting.

"Am I the teacher?" Chen Chuan asked in Korean.

"Unless you actively refuse. Dean Li is waiting for you in Room 102. I will take you there." Jin Yunxiu said.

Under her guidance, Chen Chuan walked over.

Entering Room 102, I saw a silver-haired, somewhat chubby Dean Li Wenzhou.

After the two sides exchanged pleasantries, they went straight to the point.

The so-called interview is to see Chen Chuan in person and paint on the spot to prove that the masterpiece sent to the dean's mailbox is really painted by Chen Chuan.

Chen Chuan was familiar with this. Room 102 was also an oil painting room, so he asked Miss Jin Yunxiu to stand in front of him and act as a mannequin.

Let Dean Li Wenzhou go out temporarily.

Chen Chuan looked at the pair of beautiful legs in front of him and drew them on the drawing paper. He said without boasting that Shishkin's oil paintings are all-encompassing and contain hyper-realistic techniques.

Chen Chuan used hyper-realistic techniques to make the legs look lifelike, just like the photos.

"What a pair of beautiful legs." Chen Chuan praised while drawing.

Jin Yunxiu was admiring Teacher Chen who was concentrating on painting. When she heard the compliment, she noticed Teacher Chen looking at her legs and smiled: "Thank you for the compliment."

"The shorter the skirt, the more beautiful it will be." Chen Chuan said.

"Well... the school doesn't allow it. I've worn shorter ones before and was warned once." Jin Yunxiu said with a smile.

"Next time you wear something shorter, can I draw you again?" Chen Chuan said.

"Of course, I'm honored to be the model of a master like you," Jin Yunxiu said.

"The body proportions are very good. Just paying attention to your beautiful legs, I just realized that the circumference of your upper body is simply exaggerated. What a headlight." Chen Chuan said.

"Car lights? What are those?" Jin Yunxiu was confused.

"That's...the good figure that men dream of." Chen Chuan said.

"Ah, what a man dreams about? Shouldn't it be a woman?"

"I can only say that both men and women want it. Men want it more," Chen Chuan said.

Jin Yunxiu chuckled: "Maybe women want more."

While Chen Chuan was painting, he was chatting with the teaching assistant girl.

Girl Kim Yun-soo looks cold on the surface, and her voice is a bit cold, but her smile is sweeter, her face is natural, and her eyes are pure.

"Well, it's a pity that we can't draw the whole thing with such a good figure." Chen Chuan tried to say.

Jin Yunxiu's face turned slightly red, but she lowered her head and did not answer.

In a sense, the consciousness of seeing the whole picture is like taking off the painting, but Kim Yun-soo can still understand it.

For those who are meeting for the first time, such words are indeed enough to make people blush.

Jin Yunxiu lowered his head, not knowing how to answer. However, after these words, every sight that fell on her body made her feel warm and hot.