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Chapter 1399 - 949 Warm Movie

Chapter 1399: 949 Warm Movie

"Hmm, European style, from various sources, not just one country’s style. If we can’t trace the origin, then check the channels."

A certain high-end hot pot restaurant.

Jiang Chen left his seat, standing not far away while talking on the phone.

The decisive Director Luo, who promptly unloaded all his burdens upon taking a leave, was chatting away with the foreign idol in front of him while swishing meat in the pot.

"When you were in Korea, could you afford beef?"

"..."

"..."

Familiarity was one thing.

But this question was still a bit too straightforward.

Xia Wanqing was, of course, also present, sitting beside Director Luo, wanting to laugh but trying hard to hold it in.

As everyone knows, Korea is a developed country, but unlike Europe and America, the living standards of Koreans aren’t exactly luxurious.

Especially when it comes to daily ingredients.

Meat products, vegetables... These basic foods found on the tables of every household in Shenzhou are shockingly expensive in Korea.

Particularly beef.

It’s almost considered a luxury.

That’s also why when presenting gifts to foreign leaders, Korea surprisingly offers kimchi.

Of course.

Though expensive, Jin Zhuxuan isn’t just any working-class person. Before coming to Shenzhou, she was already a rising star with overwhelming fame.

"I can afford it. I like Kobe beef, but I don’t eat it often, it is indeed very expensive."

Listen to that.

A hot idol speaking from experience.

Even developed countries have their disparities.

If even basic livelihood issues can’t be addressed, and the citizens can’t afford meat, then becoming a first-class power is nothing to be proud of.

However, the situation has improved a little now.

The corporation that used to focus on transnational smuggling was renamed and rebranded as Kuanyun International Trade after Jiang Chen took over, transforming into a legitimate company. Though still in the foreign trade business, its pathways are entirely different, sincerely importing food from Shenzhou, seemingly grueling but in fact, steady and long-lasting. Korea is only so big, and with mutual support from both sides, it has quietly captured 10% of the Korean food market.

"See? Such a popular idol, even in Korea, can’t achieve beef freedom. Those Korean capitalists are really leeches!"

Luo Peng sneered.

"What’s a leech?"

Jin Zhuxuan, whose Mandarin has made substantial progress over time, looked with those eyes that could win over anyone.

Her looks have been acknowledged by homebodies in an entire country—scratch that—ever since she advanced into Shenzhou, she has undoubtedly gained wide recognition in Shenzhou as well. Plus, Luo Peng has always thought that Korean idol entertainers are more...

How to put it.

Not necessarily more beautiful.

More provocative?

Not suitable.

More coquettish?

Also not appropriate.

Maybe more understanding of men.

So when she looked like that, even with Luo Peng’s rich emotional experience, he found it hard to handle.

Jin Zhuxuan’s experiences, he had heard Jiang Chen mention in passing.

Another day envying the understanding of Korean chaebols.

"A leech is a soft-bodied creature, living in water, used as a traditional Chinese medicine. You could understand it as a vampire."

Hmm.

The explanation was quite professional.

Jin Zhuxuan half-understood, made an "Oh" sound.

Just a simple intonation, such a natural demeanor, immediately had Director Luo’s eyes glued.

Korea mobilizes its entire nation to invest in the entertainment industry, and trainees undergo years of training before debuting. It’s clearly not just idle time.

"The brain flower is ready."

Xia Wanqing reminded.

"I’ll do it myself."

Luo Peng picked up a spoon.

"I wanted to buy a house back then, so I saved up."

Jin Zhuxuan explained.

While scooping the brain flower, Luo Peng watched her, "You were already so popular in Korea, and still had to pinch pennies to buy a house?"

Jin Zhuxuan blushed.

"Looks like your previous company was really awful. Coming to Shenzhou was a wise decision. This time when you go back, you should be able to set up a house for each of your family members."

"Yes." Jin Zhuxuan was a bit shy and then secretly glanced at Jiang Chen, who was on the phone, "I owe it all to Mr. Jiang."

Luo Peng chuckled, flamboyantly stating, "It’s true that he has helped you, but there’s no need to devote your life to him. That’s not something we do in Shenzhou."

Finally, Xia Wanqing couldn’t suppress her smile any longer.

Jin Zhuxuan’s face, seen as a national treasure by Korean homebodies, turned even redder.

Luo Peng, oblivious to it, continued to talk grandly, "I’m buddies with your boss. I know him. He’s always very kind to beautiful women."

Jin Zhuxuan didn’t say a word.

Luo Peng leaned closer, "Did you hear what I said?"

Jin Zhuxuan nodded, neither provoked nor fully comprehending the insinuation in Luo Peng’s words, due to a lack of understanding.

"I will definitely work hard to repay Mr. Jiang."

She had a serious and determined look.

Luo Peng was speechless, then couldn’t help but glance at Xia Wanqing beside him.

Xia Wanqing quietly ate her hot pot without saying a word.

Luo Peng smiled wryly.

This idol, she’s really deeply poisoned.

"What are you guys talking about?"

Jiang Chen came back.

"Chatting about gossip in the Korean entertainment circle."

Luo Peng casually said.

Jiang Chen smiled, sat down, picked up his glass of beer, and looked at Luo Peng and Xia Wanqing, "Wish you a happy trip in advance."

"Why don’t you both join, and we’ll have a four-person trip?"

Luo Peng teased.

Of course, it was a joke.

Jin Zhuxuan blushed even more, as if she’d drunk alcohol.

Luo Peng noticed, smiled slightly, and suddenly understood a bit why his good buddy decided to help her.

The entertainment industry is the same everywhere, dirty and filthy, yet there are always those who remain unstained amidst the mud.

"You think everyone is as happy-go-lucky as you."

The two clinked their glasses.

Xia Wanqing also raised her glass, though it was water.