In the next week, Ye Cheng lived a very regular life, attending classes on time every day, resisting the small movements of the female fairy who forced her to sit beside him in class.

He insists on exercising every afternoon. When he returns to the dormitory after class, he calls Bai Qingxue’s phone number to deepen his influence in Liaocheng Daniel Wu’s dormitory in Bai Qingxue.

At night, I either steal a piece of Simida's mask, watch Korean dramas, or die repeatedly in the canyon.

Lin Yu's fellow practitioners successfully gained a foothold in several major universities and began to spread virally throughout Yanjing universities.

You can always believe in the laziness of contemporary college students.

This kind of life was not peaceful for a few days. Ye Cheng, who got the visa, booked the flight ticket for the day and flew directly from the Capital Airport to Seoul.

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Seoul

After Ye Cheng communicated with the taxi driver in English but failed, he took out the address photos stored in his mobile phone. It took a short time to arrive at the translation agency that he made an appointment online. Seoul is not as big as Yanjing.

...

"Hello, it's Mr. Ye Cheng. I'm the translator you booked before. You can call me Xiaolan."

In front of Ye Cheng, there is a little girl of about the same age. She looks ordinary but very energetic.

Now I am studying abroad at Lihua Women's University, my hometown is from Central Plains.

Ye Cheng didn't say nonsense, and took Xiaolan to Ginno's studio with him. For Fatty Ye, time is fate.

In the taxi, Xiaolan wanted to introduce the scenery along the way to Ye Cheng, but looking at Ye Cheng's serious eyes, she still didn't speak in the end.

Xiaolan thought to herself:

"It looks like I am about the same age as me, why do I feel very stressed? I hope this boss won't be too difficult to serve."

Ye Cheng, who was sitting in front, was thinking about how to convince the production team. He didn't care what Xiaolan was thinking in the back row. As long as the translator understood, the money would not be spent in vain.

Not long after, the two of them arrived at the Daofeng District in the north of Seoul. Based on the surrounding scenery, it can be judged that the rent here should be relatively cheap. After passing through the two alleys, Xiaolan took Ye Cheng to find the office building at the address.

Before going upstairs, Ye Cheng instructed Xiaolan: "Translate every word you hear to me, whether it is good or bad."

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Ginno    Games Studio is on this 7th floor, which is only 9 floors high. There is a very design sign at the door. There are only more than 40 people in the studio, and half of the office on the 7th floor is rented. The front desk is a young girl.

Xiaolan stepped forward to communicate and explained that Ye Cheng had made an appointment for today's meeting in advance, and he was very sincere and arrived 20 minutes earlier. Ye Cheng couldn't understand what the girl at the front desk said, but he didn't seem to care much about it when he looked at his expression.

"Mr. Ye, the front desk said that it would take a while to wait, and his attitude was average."

It can be seen that Xiaolan has tried not to add her own feelings.

"Well, it's okay, we've been here for a while anyway."

Ye Cheng didn't say anything, and turned around and sat on the sofa at the door. For Fatty Ye, if he could have a good result, it wouldn't matter what happened in the process, as long as he couldn't touch his bottom line.

As time passed by little by little, Ye Cheng, who was sitting on the sofa, did not do anything to consume this boring waiting, but just quietly thought about the next negotiations.

The 20 minutes passed quickly, and Ye Cheng didn't say much.

Half an hour passed, and Ye Cheng asked Xiaolan to go to the front desk to inquire. The reply he received was that there was no accurate time and he had to wait for a while.

An hour passed, and Ye Cheng stood up and walked towards the front desk.

"I came here with sincerity and sat here for an hour, and didn't even enjoy a cup of tea from your company during this period. Can I think your company doesn't want to cooperate?"

Xiaolan, who followed up, also started translating politely.

The girl at the front desk didn't even call the phone and said something indifferently.

Xiaolan suppressed her anger and said, "Mr. Ye, they were too much and said they didn't want to see you. Sorry, I really don't want to translate some very ugly words."

"It doesn't matter, tell them, I will take 5 million RMB and wait for another 5 minutes. If we still don't want to meet, we will go back." Ye Cheng said with a smile.

The anger in Fatty Ye's eyes flashed away, but he still habitually hid his anger in the smile patterns.

Obviously, the 5 million yuan surprised the girl at the front desk. After hesitating for a moment, she picked up the phone and dialed it out.

Five minutes later, Ye Cheng took Xiaolan to meet Ginno. Games' boss, Park Yong-joon.

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"Sorry, Mr. Ye, the front desk confused our appointment, I hope you can forgive me."

Park Yong-joon looks less than 40 years old, with a standard stick appearance, and a small eye under her single eyelid flashes a cunning light behind her glasses.

"I heard that Mr. Ye had a business worth 850 million to discuss with me, but I don't know what it is?"

"I want to acquire your studio and make a game for me."

After listening to Xiaolan's translation, Ye Cheng said straight to the point.

"Hahahahahahahahaha, let's not talk about whether you have so much money. Do you don't understand the game industry in our Republic of Korea at all? You Chinese people will never be able to make the games we made in our Republic of Korea.

If you really want to acquire our studio, you can get 2 billion. I may give you some talents and go back to make a web game to deceive your own people. Maybe you can make a big profit, after all, you have no brains."

As Xiaolan gritted her teeth and ended her translation word by word, Ye Cheng looked at Park Yongjun, who was ridiculed in front of her with a look of ridicule.

"It seems that no cooperation has been reached. Xiaolan, let's go."

Ye Cheng didn't get angry from beginning to end because being angry would not solve the problem.

Xiaolan followed Ye Cheng back to the hotel all the way. In less than 3 hours, Ye Cheng's trip to Korea failed.

Perhaps it was the success of Xiaopo Station that made Ye Cheng a little complacent, and he thought this time would go smoothly.

"This is a 5-hour translation fee. There is still a 1,000 tip. Before I return to China tomorrow, please call a taxi to pick me up."

Ye Cheng calmly settled the bill for Xiaolan and turned around and entered the hotel.

"Boss Ye should be very angry, why do such a rich person live here? Forget it, these sticks are so hateful, bullying such a good person as Boss Ye."

Xiaolan accepted the money and went back to school all the way. As for how Xiaolan discovered that Ye Cheng was a good person, he gave a lot of money, so he was naturally a good person.

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Ye Cheng was also a little confused when he entered the hotel. The booking information on the Internet was obviously a commercial center and a five-star luxury hotel. As a result, the ceiling of the lobby of this hotel was moldy. Is the hotel called five-star luxury? This is clearly a small hotel in front of Liaocheng.

Since he came, he would be at peace, and Ye Cheng was not in the mood to change to a hotel.

After checking in under the torture of the girl from the front desk, Ye Cheng returned to the room and lit a cigarette, looking at the sunset outside the window to calm down.

As darkness completely enveloped the earth, a knock on the door sounded.

"Who?"

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Chapter completed!