I don't want to live again

Chapter 120 Chapter 120
The weather in South Korea is colder. Jin Mingyuan took Song Qingcheng and Yan Shan to play in Seoul all day, and found a small local restaurant for dinner.

Song Qingcheng's appetite was astonishing, Jin Mingyuan had already seen this, and his eyes were filled with admiration.

After ordering fish cakes and rice cakes, Song Qingcheng also ordered two bowls of noodles.

Noodles are just instant noodles, but a lot of things have been added, such as ham sausage, eggs, and fish cakes. It can be said to be a hodgepodge, and the taste is just like instant noodles, so I can’t say how good it is.

After eating slowly, Jin Mingyuan praised: "The president's appetite is amazing, I didn't expect him to be so thin... By the way, Xianzhu... Now I'm called a beauty, and the ingredients are ready.

She went to Tunghai University to study abroad and has already applied. Does the president want them to send a notice?What she wants to study is management major. "

"No problem, I will contact you later." Song Qingcheng replied.

Han Jiaren's grades are not bad, domestic universities are still very tolerant towards international students.

On the streets of Seoul, neon lights are flashing, and snowflakes are floating in the sky.

Song Qingcheng and Yan Shan were walking on the street, Jin Mingyuan was not by his side and had already gone back.

"Brother, it's really cold here, a little bit colder than our mountains and rivers. This snow doesn't look too small." Yan Shan breathed a sigh of relief.

With the cover of the lights, the white air blends into the night.

Many women passing by on the roadside were quite well dressed, Yan Shan took a few glances and said softly: "Brother, don't tell me, Korean women are quite exciting."

"Why, do you want to come to Korea to work?" Song Qingcheng smiled, then changed the topic: "You can come here if you want, I intend to open a branch of Xinghai Entertainment here.

Using the resources here to send TV dramas and movies to China, I think it will definitely become a business, and we can even link up with other domestic businesses. "

Yan Shan hesitated for a moment, thought for a while and said, "Brother, I think it's quite interesting, but it hasn't been done in China yet, so let's talk about it first, there's no rush here."

"The women's and men's groups make the most money here. If you come here, you can start from this aspect." Song Qingcheng said softly.

Yan Shan scratched his head: "I'm okay with outreach, but I can't do these things, and I don't understand. It's not bad for my elder brother to send someone to me. Wang Luohua is really good. Let her take care of it. I will cooperate with her."

"Let's talk about it later, you should do the domestic affairs well first." Song Qingcheng nodded.

The snow fell more and more, and it covered the top of the head in pieces, and both of them turned white.

After returning to the hotel, the two patted each other, and Yan Shan asked: "Brother, when shall we go back?"

"It will take three more days." Song Qingcheng replied.

Yan Shan nodded, and the two went back to their rooms. Song Qingcheng thought about it, and he had to buy some gifts to take back. There were a lot of people to give, so he just bought a few clothes and some shoes.

The light purple of Wanwan, the white of Sisi, and the red of Nini are all suitable. For Wei Shiding, a dark green one is fine. As for Xie Fangfei, she also needs to bring a few gifts.

The transfer of 120 million US dollars was transferred in the early morning of the next day. Song Qingcheng took a deep breath, went to the securities company, and checked the stocks of NetEase.

The current price is actually 0.56 US dollars, Song Qingcheng was startled, this is because the price has increased a bit.

This year was a catastrophic year for Internet companies. In 2001, some survey agencies said that more than half of Internet companies would go bankrupt within the year.

So everyone is in danger, whether it is Sina, Netease or Sohu, they have all fallen to the bottom.

Song Qingcheng did the math and bought 210 million NetEase shares directly, and his heart suddenly relaxed.

He actually owns 8.2% of Netease's shares, and he can be regarded as a real major shareholder, ranking second, second only to Ding Sanshi.

He used his real name information to buy stocks this time, so even if he is found in the future, everything will go as he wishes.

This year, Mr. Ma is still worried about Ali's future, and QQ can be regarded as just starting, and he can definitely invest.

So at this stage, his main task is to make money, earn a lot of money, and develop more games.

Then there is money in the entertainment industry. Investing in Alibaba and Tencent is a great idea, and Ctrip has just started, so he thinks the opportunities are limitless.

At present, what he lacks is not opportunities, but only money. He squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then packed his things and left the exchange.

Yan Shan waited on the side, greeted him, and the two left together.

Tunghai University agreed to Han Jiaren's admission, but she still needs time for her visa and has to wait for her high school graduation, so she can't go back with Song Qingcheng.

It was still snowing in Seoul, Song Qingcheng was wearing a black overcoat, a pair of black short boots on his feet, and a pair of gloves on his hands.

He and Yan Shan didn't take a taxi, and they could go back to the hotel through the alley in front, not far away.

There were not many people in the alley, and after walking further, a few men in black windbreakers leaned against the wall, and glanced at the two of them.

Someone was still smoking a cigarette and had piercing eyes.

Song Qingcheng's footsteps were steady, walking slowly, Yan Shan whispered behind him: "Boss, it seems to be a member of the club."

"Don't worry, just walk. If someone rushes over in a while, just follow me and block the side. Leave the rest to me."

Song Qingcheng said softly, his reaction speed was astonishing, so he was naturally not worried about the attacks of these people.

There are quite a few people in mixed societies like this in South Korea, and many of them are inextricably linked to the entertainment industry.

There are often chaebols standing behind them, so Song Qingcheng doesn't want to cause trouble, at least not here, the timing is wrong.

In the alley, a woman ran out, stumbling, with disheveled hair, rushing all the way to Song Qingcheng.

The woman is tall and tall, her hair is draped, covering her face, she has a good figure and looks youthful.

It's just that she couldn't see her face clearly. After she came out, she hurriedly said: "Help me! Please!"

Song Qingcheng frowned, he didn't want to encounter such a thing at all.

Six people surrounded him and stood in front of Song Qingcheng. The leading man was in his 30s and was still smoking. His height was similar to Song Qingcheng's, but his figure was bigger.

Looking at him and Yan Shan, he frowned: "We are members of the Dongcheng Road faction, and we work here."

Song Qingcheng was taken aback. He still had a certain understanding of Korean clubs. After entering the millennium, large clubs almost disappeared.

They are all small, but their forces are mixed and intertwined.

Song Qingcheng said softly: "People from Daegu appeared in Seoul? Your hands are stretched too far!"

"Are you from Seoul?" The man was startled, then nodded and turned around.

The six people walked forward, and after a few steps, the last two people just passed Song Qingcheng's side and squeezed over.

One left and one right, the two collided abruptly, very fast.

The two men were the tallest, but Song Qingcheng's reaction speed was faster, he took a step back, staggered, and elbowed.

With the standard shield guard technique, his figure swayed, and hit the chests of the two like a gust of wind.

The two were knocked into the air, flew out, hit the wall heavily, and then rolled into the snowdrift.

The whole process was extremely fast, and when the two fell, the four people in front turned around and ran back.

Song Qingcheng straightened his waist, stood in front, staring at the four people, Yan Shan stood behind him, looking around.

The woman stood behind Song Qingcheng, her body was still shaking.

The four people in front stopped, with surprised faces and a bit of fear in their eyes, the leading man nodded: "Let's go."

Having said that, he took out a box from his pocket, placed it carefully in front of him, raised his hand, glanced at Song Qingcheng, and then slowly backed away.

The footsteps sounded far away, Song Qingcheng heaved a sigh of relief, turned to look at the woman, and asked, "Is the box yours?"

The woman nodded and said nothing.

"You go, they probably won't come back again." Song Qingcheng nodded.

After walking a few steps forward, the woman followed behind him, picked up the box, and still followed him.

After crossing the alley, the woman still followed him, Song Qingcheng glanced at her again, shook his head: "Okay, let's go, be more careful in the future."

Speaking of which, he looked at her clothes, which were a bit worn out, and she was still wearing a skirt, which made him think for a while, took off the windbreaker on her body, and put it on her body.

He didn't say anything, just turned around and left.

The snow was falling, and Yan Shan followed behind him.

The woman wrapped her coat tightly and put the box in her pocket. When she pulled her hand out, there were a few more business cards.

It is also a habit for Song Qingcheng to carry the business card of Jiuding Game with him. Fortunately, his mobile phone and wallet are in his trouser pocket.

Back at the hotel, Song Qingcheng shivered, and entrusted the hotel to buy a windbreaker.

After taking a shower, he sat down in his pajamas and took out his planner.

What happened just now was just an accident. He actually didn't want to save people. In a foreign country, try not to cause trouble if he can.

He didn't expect the clubs in South Korea to be so arrogant and dare to do these things in broad daylight.

After exhaling, he thought about Xinghai Entertainment again.

With Han Jiaren, he can consider investing in a few Korean dramas. This matter will be handed over to Wang Luohua later, as he doesn't have that much energy.

He wrote down a few more things, and ticked off the first item in the entire planning book. NetEase's stock has already been purchased, and it is waiting for the appreciation.

When they returned to Donghai, there were still Song Qingcheng and Yan Shan, and Jin Mingyuan had not yet completed their visas, and they would come over in a week.

As for Han Jiaren, she is only applying for a visa at present, but she will have to wait until the school starts in September if she really wants to come to Donghae. She has not officially graduated from high school yet.

When we went back to the East China Sea, the sky was also gloomy and colder.

Song Qingcheng went home directly, and this trip to South Korea can be regarded as a successful conclusion.

Yan Shan also returned to his residence. He rented a house near Xinghai Entertainment and lived alone.

Today is already the 9th, and the final exam will start tomorrow.

Song Qingcheng flipped through the books, planning to go back to school tomorrow, the exam is mandatory, and he has to retake it if he fails, but this is not a problem for him.

After sitting down, the phone rang, and when I picked it up, Yao Sisi's voice sounded: "Brother, you came back from Korea, right?"

No one told about Song Qingcheng's going to Korea, but someone always called him, Wanwan, Sisi, Nini and Wei Shiding all called.

Yao Sisi was even more exaggerated, and even secretly went to the East China Sea, saying that she wanted to surprise him, but no one was blocked.

"I just came back. We have an exam tomorrow. I can't go back during the winter vacation. Come and accompany me." Song Qingcheng said softly.

Yao Sisi cheered and said angrily, "Okay...brother, don't you miss me? I miss you so much."

"I miss your feet... I even brought you a gift." Song Qingcheng smiled.

Only then did Yao Sisi laugh, very happy: "Then I will spend a few more days with my brother, the official holiday will be next week."

After saying a few more words, Song Qingcheng put down his phone, and then called Wanwan, Nini, and Wei Shiding respectively.

Xie Fangfei had to wait a little longer, the relationship between the two of them was neither far nor close, and he didn't want to disturb her too much.

Because Song Qingcheng is a double major, he has to take a few more exams. For him, these questions are not too difficult.

The exam was very intensive and lasted for three days. On the morning of the 12th, all subjects were tested.

When he walked out of the examination room, Liu Weiqiang wailed: "Is it too difficult? I feel like I'm going to fail a subject, especially physics, and there is also a professional course. Why is it so difficult?"

"It's really difficult!" Zhu Ding nodded, then looked at Song Qingcheng, and said with some sympathy: "Squad leader, don't be afraid of failing the exam, we will accompany you."

Song Qingcheng smiled: "Who said I'm going to fail? I don't think there's any problem, it's not too difficult."

"It's not difficult?" Wei Mingcan came closer, with a strange expression on his face: "Squad leader, you don't come to school very often all day, if you think it's not difficult, then there must be something wrong."

Song Qingcheng smiled and said nothing. There is no need to say anything about this kind of thing, everything is based on grades.

At the door of the restaurant, Xu Jiani stood there and waved to him.

She was wearing a pair of light blue jeans, with a white down jacket, and a pair of small white shoes on her feet.

"You said, has Senior Sister Xu's figure improved? I always feel that she was a little flat before, but now her figure seems to be a little different!" Liu Weiqiang whispered.

Zhu Ding nodded: "It's much better. I have an indescribable feeling. It feels like my butt has grown a lot."

Song Qingcheng glanced at a few people and walked up to Xu Jiani without saying a word. She took his arm, interlocked his fingers, and said with a smile, "Are you hungry? Let's go."

Zhu Ding, Liu Weiqiang and Wei Mingcan were stunned. Xu Jiani glanced at them and said, "Why, don't you know each other?"

"No, I just think my senior is pretty." Wei Mingcan shook his head and said seriously.

Xu Jiani raised her eyebrows and said, "That's because I found love."

Song Qingcheng reached out and patted her waist, smiling, Liu Weiqiang made a booing sound from one side, Zhu Ding and Wei Mingcan laughed, and the group was very happy.

After entering the cafeteria, there was mutton in it. Song Qingcheng ordered three servings, admiring in his heart, after all, it is a top-notch school, with all kinds of dishes, and the price is not expensive.

　Tired, really, subscriptions are down again, maybe it’s because the writing is not good, try to end it within two or three months, and write a more satisfactory ending.

　　Thanks to those brothers who have been following up, let's encourage each other!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)