ps: Sorry, I was a little lost by that news and I was unable to code it.

When Sunny came to the Ube company building, she happened to meet Kim Jong-ming filming. As for the content of the filming, it can only be said to be very interesting, otherwise she would not have followed the crew to watch it over and over again with interest.

"Why are you here? Are you laughing at me?" After finally finishing the shooting, I saw Sunny who came to visit the set again, but Kim Jong-ming, who sat on the sofa, was not very interested.

"In the end, I wasn't willing to beat him?" Sunny stood in front of the other side with a bag. It took a long time to meet. Her new hairstyle and mature posture added a lot of charm to her. However, her short and playful expression still reminded the other side that she was still Lee Soon-kyuk. "According to Yoona, do you have the courage to rub blood on the face of a girl, and don't have the courage to pick up a stick and hit a dog?"

"I am reluctant to let go, but I am reluctant to let go." Kim Jong-ming smiled and looked at the other person carefully. After watching for a while, he was too lazy to argue with anything on his lips. After casually speaking, he squatted down and helped Baker untie its dog leash.

It turns out that this is the plot of this scene. By the way, the second generation of the chaebol played by Kim Jong-ming in "The Veteran" was chased by the male protagonist police for a crime, and was even caught by the media for a time. Therefore, he, who was originally from a very poor background, was even more excluded in his family. In this case, it may be because of psychological perversion or the effect of drugs. In short, this guy beat his dog to death directly in the office.

However, as Sunny joked, for some reason, Kim Jong-ming, who was smoothly filming on weekdays, made a big embarrassment this time! He was holding a fake golf club that was obviously a special one, which looked so soft that he couldn't use any strength, but he was unable to take action against Baker several times. The number of times of this scene was probably to catch up with the sum of his previous movie. In the end, director Liu Chengwan had to personally stop the scene and then announced the simplification of the processing of this set of shots. The final result was that Baker simply did not show up, and Kim Jong-ming also carried a real golf club and beat an innocent doll dog next to Baker.

In this case, although there is a reason for the incident, the effect is inevitably a little worse... I was planning to ask Kim Jong-ming to help him call Baker to show off his acting skills!

"I've heard that some people value dogs over people..." Sunny almost instinctively wanted to continue mocking a few words, but when he saw the other party's unmoved look, he suddenly felt bored. "Let's not talk about this for now, do you know what's going on with me to come to you?"

"I guessed it a little, but I'm not sure." Kim Jong-ming hugged Baker who had just untied his restraints, raised his head without changing his face and looked at Sunny again. "But now is not the time to speak, everyone is busy, so wait first."

"Yes." Looking at the busy workers around, Sunny, who was about to speak, didn't know what to say for a moment. Inexplicably, he felt a sense of ridiculous confusion.

Sunny herself also understood that this feeling of distraction is not something that stays on appearance. In fact, she has always felt that she has caused a serious consequence at home in Tmall this time, and she has become disconnected from the people around her!

This is true whether it is facing the teammates who have been with me day and night, or the Jin Zhongming, who has always been in tune with me.

"Sit." Looking at the other party stunned, Kim Jong-ming scratched Baker's dog head with one hand and patted the empty space beside him with the other. "You are delaying everyone packing up your things."

I don’t know if it was because of the panic caused by this kind of inattention. Even if it was just a seat, Sunny felt a little resistant. But at this time, the upper seat on the set was clean and there was a constant noise from people around her. Even if she was full of unhappiness, she could only sit next to the other person as she said.

However, as soon as she sat down, she protested and grabbed Baker's dog head into her arms. You can say that holding an honest pet can always bring people a sense of security. This big dog made Sunny feel much more at ease as soon as she got into her arms.

"It's really interesting." Kim Jong-ming looked at Baker thoughtfully, who let the other party make a move. "We haven't seen each other for half a year. Baker can still remember you, and it's because he has a good memory."

"Sometimes, dogs have a better memory than humans and have more feelings." Sunny, who relaxed, finally had the heart to mock the other party with a smile.

"Who said that I value dogs over people just now?" Jin Zhongming retorted without hesitation. "It's not good for girls to be so fickle!"

Now, Sunny couldn't help but feel a little angry. The two of them broke from the differences between dogs and humans, men and women, and they felt a little back to the feeling they were seven or eight years ago.

However, as the people in the office were evacuated, the two of them became quiet at the same time as if they were a little tired.

As the last group of yard workers left with their equipment under Liu Chengwan's loud tribe (which was obviously saying goodbye to Kim Jong-ming in this way), Kim Jong-ming looked around and stood up a little abruptly: "Let's go, let's go out to find a coffee shop for a drink."

"Aren't you talking here?" Sunny was a little confused. "Why should we wait before we are not here?"

"Of course it is to express respect for the crew members." Kim Jong-ming didn't mean to change clothes. He directly put the high-end suit jacket used as a costume on his body. "Besides, we haven't seen each other for a long time. We can't just entertain you in such a place, right? Let's have a cup of coffee and talk about your business, and then see how you feel. If you don't bother me, I can stay with you until dinner. Maybe I can have two more drinks with you..."

As he said that, Kim Jong-ming was ahead, he walked straight out, without any intention of obtaining the other party's consent. However, although he clearly felt that each other became distant in his thoughts again, Sunny rarely did not talk back, but just lowered his head and grabbed Baker's dog chain and followed the other party directly. The two of them did not find any particularly romantic places, but chose a cafe near the Ube building casually... It is a summer sun-themed, and can help take care of the pets. There are not many people in the afternoon, which is very suitable for conversation.

"Let's stop talking nonsense, let's talk about the serious business first. What are you doing when you come to me?" In the cafe, the two of them sat down. As two cups of iced lattes were delivered to the table, Kim Jong-ming became casual. "It's rare to see you once. I'll make a guarantee for Miss Lee Soon-kyu. I will explain it clearly to you no matter what the problem is, and I will try my best to help you no matter what the matter is."

"You have such a good attitude, but I don't know where to start talking." Sunny sighed slightly. "In the past, when we talked, we always started to choke each other... Maybe it was like what I'm worried about now. I've been alone for too long and I feel like I'm out of touch with everyone."

"Being able to realize this means that your previous keenness to human hearts has not been lost." Kim Jong-ming chuckled. "Don't think too much, just start with why you came over, take your time!"

"Okay." Sunny paused a little, then cheered up slightly, and told the story of the experience of the four people in Kim Young-min's office the day before.

"So, you are leaving your own homegirl life for such a simple thing?" Kim Jong-ming couldn't help laughing again.

"I know things are simple, but maybe we're thinking about it. I always feel that the company wants Sika to tell you something." Sunny replied helplessly. "But Sika started to get angry for no reason again, so I had to come over by myself."

"Maomao is looking for trouble again!" Kim Jong-ming sighed. "To be honest, she is still not over?"

"Not to say this for now." Sunny shook his head. "I have explained the whole story to you. Give me a reply first... Get some solid information and don't fool me with those confused words... Just say, how do you plan to deal with this? How should I explain to Taeyeon and the others when I go back? Do you need to say something to my uncle and the others?"

"There is no need to be so anxious," Kim Jong-ming quickly sat upright and smiled. "There is no need to be so nervous. At least I didn't hear that there is a specific person who deliberately made things difficult for my Maomao. The measures of your uncle and President Kim Young-min are still fine. In fact, even the Blue House President Kim Young-min said very well. It is official culture rather than some people who deliberately want to make things difficult for me. Besides, even if I want to take revenge on anyone, it may be difficult for me, because no matter how vengeful I will not make things difficult for those lower-level clerks, right? If that's the case, your uncle and Taeyeon and others still have your worries that will not exist from the beginning. Please feel at ease..."

After some comfort, Sunny's expression seemed to be a little relieved.

"But." At this point, Kim Jong-ming suddenly changed his mind. "No one responsible does not mean that I will not react. After all, this quota that originally belonged to Maomao was obviously hacked. Are you right?"

"Yes, right, but now you are no longer the same. What my uncle and others are worried about is that as long as you intervene, even if you are very restrained, there will definitely be a force to change the world. Then, it will definitely cause chaos in the situation and loss of control in people's hearts... Do you know what I mean?" Sunny seemed to have prepared some words to deal with the other party. "I don't hide it from you. My uncle explained a few words to me, but I think so too."

"Not to that." Kim Jong-ming shook his head and smiled. "You and your uncle are both worried."

"How could it not be?" Sunny had no choice. "You underestimate your own strength too much. People who can fight the president are like us..."

"I'm not talking about strength, I'm not so ignorant and reckless," Kim Jong-ming continued to shake his head and smiled. "I'm saying you underestimate me too much... Well, underestimate my caution."

"Is that true?" Sunny felt a little irritated... Logically speaking, she should be happy for the other party's cooperation attitude, but the fact is that she was once again uneasy about not being able to keep up with the other party's thoughts and rhythms.

"I will start from a more clever perspective." Kim Jong-ming explained frankly. "I have my own way in the United States, and even the Los Angeles Dodgers have many connections..."

"Is that star pitcher Rordy?" Sunny seemed to remember something. "That classmate? Are you going to ask him to come forward and get Sika back?"

"More than that." Kim Jong-ming shook his head slightly. "Although Rordie is a good guise and executor, in this formal political occasion where real big names are likely to be present, star athletes like him seem a bit fancy. You should understand that for artists and athletes, they only have a halo and no real power... I am talking about the major shareholder behind the Dodgers." Unny was slightly stunned. The major shareholder of such a world-class sports club, and of course the value it represents, was really far from the otakus who lived in the dormitory as a whole.

"Last year, the former boss of the Dodgers officially took over the Dodgers and sold more than 2 billion US dollars." Kim Jong-ming explained to himself. "But the American local sports company that took over felt that this large-scale holding was not conducive to risk control, so he simply took out a considerable portion of the equity and sold it all over the world without affecting control. Because of the concentration of Korean groups in Los Angeles and the good level of Korean baseball, they once took the initiative to find South Korea, Samsung, sk, Hyundai, Han Jin... Of course, I have searched them all."

"Then did you buy it?" Sunny asked curiously.

"No!" Kim Jong-ming shook his head. "I did want to buy a little bit. After all, it's diversified investment, and the Dodgers are indeed a high-quality asset. But I wanted to join these companies to join forces to eat the whole piece of cake that they gave out. In this way, maybe they can get extra encouragement and support from the government due to political and cultural reasons. But things didn't go as planned, but it happened to be a critical moment when Samsung was in a civil strife. It was powerless; Hyundai and Han Jin were both in business difficulties, which was powerless; SK was simply doing its best to participate in the acquisition of Hynix, which was neither intentional nor powerless... Then I had to give up!"

"I thought you were both heart and strength, and could eat it alone?" Sunny curled his lips slightly, wondering if he was mocking him.

"There's no way!" Kim Jong-ming replied with a little emotion. "This kind of world-class sports club is too eye-catching. It's easy for me to eat it alone, but it's too difficult to digest it."

The relationship is just worried that this kind of business is too ostentatious?! Sunny couldn't help but slander her heart, and after some of her senses, she immediately felt a little unhappy: "But to be honest, the businessmen in the United States are all like that. Since you only know them but have no interest, I'm afraid you won't help for no reason, right?"

"Of course not, but it doesn't matter." Kim Jong-ming frowned slightly, as if he had not recovered from the regret of not being able to eat the Dodgers' equity at that time. "I just asked Faebook's big boss, who is a world-class young idol, to say hello to me. The high-tech industry executives of the West Coast are themselves the backbone of the American Party. My good friend, Mr. Mark, still has many people who are willing to give face in the territory of Los Angeles!"

"I can't understand this." Sunny swallowed quickly, and the irritability that could not keep up with her thoughts became stronger and stronger, which made her have some physical reactions. "Marke Zuckerberg from Facebook is so happy to help? Or, you just use his relationship to help because of such a small matter? As for?"

"How do you say it?" Kim Jong-ming shook his head, then pushed the other party's cup of unmoved latte coffee in front of him. "Mr. Mark, who is a coder, may also be looking forward to my closer relationship with something like sports club!"

"I really don't understand it at this point." Sunny finally gave up on this game trying to catch up with the other party's ideas. "But I understand the general meaning. Anyway, you are going to bypass our company and the Blue House, and then hand the things that belong to your family back to her from the United States?"

"yes!"

"The so-called no matter how much extra cost you pay, no one of my sisters should take away?"

"yes!"

"You ultra-super sister-in-law!"

"Yes." Kim Jong-ming continued to nod without hesitation.

Sunny was speechless,

"This is good for everyone and it will save trouble." Kim Jong-ming responded calmly. "As for Taeyeon, I will try my best to let them make the quota into four, but I don't know how to arrange it. If it really doesn't work, let her lose this opportunity again, you apologize in advance for me... That girl should be very sensible."

"It should be, Taeyeon is really sensible." Sunny nodded helplessly.

By the way, such a big thing was solved by the other party so lightly, and there was no flaw at all, which was really a bit of a coincidence. But for some reason, Sunny didn't mean to be relieved at all, and his brows became more and more tight.

"What's wrong?" Kim Jong-ming of course saw a little bit. "If this matter is arranged like this, there should be no more problems, right?"

Sunny was silent, as if he was thinking about something seriously.

"Koreans, especially Korean politicians and officials, do not know how to reject the US demands... There will be no more twists and turns!" Kim Jong-ming concluded with both understatement and affirmativeness. "If this is not true, then I will accept my fate!"

"I don't think so, either." Sunny sighed slightly, finally spoke, and then she suddenly picked up the iced coffee in front of her and poured the whole cup.

Looking at her like that, she seemed to be quenching her thirst, venting, and a bit like encouraging herself.

"What the hell is wrong?" Kim Jong-ming finally frowned again. Even a fool could tell that the other party was in a bad mood.

"It's nothing, just encourage myself." Sunny put down the cup and breathed heavily. "Actually, I still have a question when I take this opportunity... I'm afraid that I won't ask anymore, and I won't have the courage to ask in the future!"

"You said that."

"oppa..." Sunny's voice suddenly became soft.

Jin Zhongming was stunned, and his movements of reaching out to hold the coffee cup froze. Obviously, he was a little lost by this unexpected title and unexpected tone.

"oppa," it was still the soft and gentle sound that was rare. At the same time, Sunny also stared at the other party with a rare expectation or fearful look. "Do you think...when will Girls' Generation dissolve? Tell me the truth... okay?"
Chapter completed!