Chapter 28 Cui Li'e

Chapter 28 Cui Li'e

Chapter 28 Cui Li'e

"Beep, beep, beep"

The sharp sound of the electronic alarm clock woke An Rushong from his sleep.

He opened his eyes dazedly, and relying on his senses, he reached out to turn off the alarm clock by the bed. Then he turned over, and almost instinctively stretched out his arms, and took the woman sleeping beside him into his arms.

I slept too late yesterday and felt obviously not enough sleep. Even though I set the alarm for nine in the morning, I still don’t want to get up. I just want to sleep as much as possible.

Did you set the alarm for 9 o'clock? Why did you set the alarm for 9 o'clock?

Oh, yes, it seems like I have an appointment to talk to someone.
chap!
A flash of light crossed my somewhat numb head. Yes, I had an appointment today to meet with an advertising BD named Cui Li'e from the Radio Advertising Commune to discuss the purchase of product placement for KBS TV's "Two Days and One Night". The time was set for ten o'clock in the morning.

Thinking of this, An Rusong, who was still groggy, suddenly woke up. He sat up from the bed and grabbed the electronic alarm clock on the bedside. Seeing that the time on it was 9:03, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He rubbed his sore and swollen eyes vigorously, yawned loudly, and turned his head to look at Sun Manzhu who was sleeping beside him. This woman was sleeping as soundly as ever, and she was curled up like a newborn baby.

Don't get me wrong, even though the two of them slept together last night, they didn't take any substantive step. On the one hand, it was because An Rushong had spent too much energy on that woman, Li Caicao, at nightfall yesterday, and he was really helpless.

On the other hand, Sun Manzhu was in a bad mood. She knew that An Rushong was working for the people from the Nanbu Dong faction. Although the latter did not tell her what they were doing, she was still very worried.

In her eyes, gangsters are all vicious and murderous, and working for them is like trying to get the skin of a tiger.

The reason why An Rushong chose to work for the Nanbu Dong faction was only because of her. After all, a debt of 20 billion won could not be repaid so easily. God knows what price this man paid to get back the loan contract.

Looking at the sleeping woman, An Rushong pursed his lips. Just as he was thinking about reaching out and touching her face, he seemed to vaguely see a figure in the corner of his sight.

An Rushong was startled and turned his head quickly, only to find that the bedroom door had been pushed open at some point. Li Caicao, who was wearing a purple tight training suit, was leaning against the door frame, looking at him with a faint smile on her face.

This woman looked like she had just done morning exercises. Her bun was still tied up and there were traces of sweat on her smooth and shiny face. But for some reason, with the swimsuit-style training clothes she was wearing, she gave people a sense of provocation at this moment.

Subconsciously, he glanced at Sun Manzhu again, and only when he saw that she showed no signs of waking up did An Rushong heaved a sigh of relief. He glared at the woman at the door, then carefully got out of bed and tiptoed towards the door.

Just when he walked up to Li Caicao and was about to push her out of the bedroom, the crazy woman broke free from his hand, and knelt down in front of him with a weird smile.

Ten minutes later, at the bathroom door in the living room, An Rushong, looking refreshed, was holding the door frame with one hand and rubbing his chin with the other, his eyes looking at Li Caicao who was hunched over the sink washing her face.

There is no doubt that this is a woman who is very good at charming men. In addition to her beautiful appearance and slim figure, her other most notable feature is that she can completely give up herself and her self-esteem in front of a man. She can do anything to please a man. That sense of obedience can satisfy the darkest desires in any man's heart.

Of course, An Rushong would not despise her for this. Everyone's experience in this world is different. Some people are born in "Rome". Even if they lie down all their lives, they will be called successful people and billionaires when they die.

Just like someone's understanding of starting from scratch: When I started my business, I had nothing but myself and $30 million from my dad. Some people were born into poverty and struggled through life, not only did they not have a place to live when they were alive, but they also couldn't earn a few square meters of cemetery when they died. Therefore, no one has the right to look at others from their own perspective.

Although they couldn't speak the same language, after spending some time together, An Rusong could still see something from Li Caicao. This woman was obviously a dancer, and her skills were very solid. This could be felt from her posture of walking, sitting and lying, from the flexibility of her body, and from the explosive power of her waist and legs.

Especially An Rushong's favorite part, this woman's legs not only have smooth and delicate skin, but also perfect lines. This perfection is not just the slender curves, the key is that the muscle lines are also perfect. Tsk, it's hard to describe.

Such a woman, who had killed someone, sold herself to a "tongue", ran from Vietnam thousands of miles away to South Korea, and followed a skinny old man over fifty years old. Who would believe that there was no twists and turns behind this woman? Unfortunately, An Rusong did not know Vietnamese, and this woman did not know Korean or English.
Wait! Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed through An Rusong's mind, and he subconsciously called out softly: "Cai Cao?"

"Yeah," Li Caicao, who had just stood up at the sink, responded almost instinctively, but she immediately realized something. Her seemingly fragile body suddenly stiffened, and at the same time, she turned her head with a look of astonishment and looked at An Rushong who was standing at the door.

Seeing the other party's reaction, An Rusong smiled. He had just called out in Chinese. Of course, it was just a test. Fortunately, his test was successful. Since the other party understood Chinese, they would have a direct means of communication from now on.

However, An Rushong did not communicate directly with the other party at this time. He smiled, turned and left the bathroom door, and returned to the bedroom leisurely.

Around half past nine, An Rusong, who had only eaten a boiled egg for breakfast, took a taxi to Namdaemun Market in Jongno District. The meeting place he had agreed to meet with Choi Li'e BD was in a cafe near the Sungnyemun Commodity Building in Namdaemun Market. The reserved booth was arranged by the other party.

Fortunately, the taxi did not encounter any traffic jams along the way, so An Rushong arrived at the meeting place five or six minutes before ten o'clock. However, when he sat in the booth, the other party had not arrived yet.

While the other party had not arrived yet, An Rushong took out a document and a "screaming chicken" sample in a green net bag from his briefcase.

The document contains an introduction to the toy factory and the "Screaming Chicken" toy, as well as a request for the program team to insert advertisements.

In recent days, he has been paying close attention to the advertising bidding for the program "Two Days and One Night". Judging from the information published on the website of the Broadcasting Advertising Corporation, this travel variety show that is destined to be popular throughout South Korea does not seem to be favored by the big sponsors of KBS TV station. Several major businesses that frequently place advertisements in the TV station's programs, such as Samsung, SK, AmorePacific and other companies, have not participated in the advertising investment in this program so far.

In view of this situation, An Rushong felt that it was unnecessary to spend so much money on the product placement he was planning to invest in. He had already adjusted the budget to between 2 and 3 million won. If he could finally get the advertisement at this price, the remaining money could be invested in the subsequent expansion of production at the toy factory.

He checked the prepared materials again. Almost at ten o'clock, the sound of high heels stepping on the ground came from far away and finally stopped beside An Rushong.

Putting the documents in his hand aside, An Rusong stood up with his hands on the table, bowed to the other party with a smile, and then took the initiative to extend his hand and said, "Is this BD Cui? I am the executive director of the DreamToys toy factory, An Rusong."

Somewhat to An Rushong's surprise, the advertising BD of the Radio Advertising Commune was actually very young. Well, at least her age did not match her voice on the phone at all.

The woman's voice on the phone was low and hoarse, like an old smoker who had been smoking for twenty years. After hearing her voice, An Rushong had subconsciously imagined her as a middle-aged woman at least over forty years old.

"Hello, Director An," Cui Li'e was a little short, looking less than 1.6 meters tall, but her figure was very well-proportioned. Well, if I were to describe it, she was like a tall and long-legged female model who had been proportionally shrunk by some kind of machine.

Moreover, although she has a baby face with a little baby fat, perhaps because of the delicate makeup, the ponytail behind her head, and the decent black professional dress, she can actually give people a very contrasting sexiness.

"I'm Cui Li'e," she shook hands with An Rusong generously, then bowed. Finally, she smiled and said, "It's our first meeting. Please take care of me."

An Rushong returned the gift again, then rushed around to the other side of the booth and moved the other person's chair back.

"Oh," Cui Li'e seemed a little surprised by his gentlemanly behavior. She was stunned for a moment, then she walked to the chair with a smile, sat down with her skirt rolled up, and said, "Thank you."

After pushing the chair in for the other person, An Rusong returned to his seat, called the waiter over with a flick of his finger, and asked, "What would you like to drink?"

"A cup of Campbell's, thank you," Cui Li'e fixed her eyes on the ugly net bag chicken and said casually.

(End of this chapter)