Chen Qing arrived at the manor in San Lucas near noon and found her boss in a two-story modern minimalist style villa next to the beach of the manor that was used for changing and resting.
Simon is playing with body painting.
She entered the spacious living room with only her boss and six tall girls. Looking at the scene in front of her, Chen Qing couldn't help but feel a little moved. On the one hand, the six girls, all of whom were basically 1.8 meters tall, had perfect figures. On the other hand, the graffiti-style works drawn by the boss himself on the girls are also eye-catching.
Seeing Chen Qing come in, Simon, who was sitting on a swivel chair, supported a girl standing in front of him and continued to draw with his freehand. At the same time, he gestured to one of the girls and said in Chinese: "Her name is Shen Caihui. When I heard this name, I suddenly thought of painting." Well, um, squeeze out some more paint from the side."
Chen Qing stepped forward naturally, picked up a paint on the table next to her boss and squeezed it into a large palette. She smiled and said, "The boss doesn't seem angry at all?"
Chen Qing was naturally referring to the attempted eavesdropping incident that occurred yesterday.
Simon dipped his fingers into some paint nearby and traced a skull mark from "Pirates of the Caribbean" that he remembered on the flat belly of the girl in front of him. He said: "It was our first encounter a long time ago. I was very angry and even threw things. Then I gradually got used to it, and I found that I became more and more a person who would not get angry."
"That's because there's nothing for the boss to be angry about right now, right?"
"yes."
Chen Qing neatly added the paint, then carefully climbed on the back of the chair to watch her boss paint. She admired it for a moment and asked curiously: "Boss, what are these, pop art?"
Of the six girls standing or sitting around, only the one on hand of my boss has not yet been completed. The others are covered with various symbols or words.
"Graffiti with film and television elements," Simon explained, and then added: "Take a look and see how many movies you can find."
Chen Qing moved forward further, resting her head on her boss's shoulder, looking at the girl in front of her, and quickly pointed to a string of cursive English on her shoulder: "I'll Be Back, this is too simple, "Terminator". "
"Um."
Chen Qing quickly pointed to another small silver box pattern: "I know this too, haha, it's the mysterious box in the boss's "Pulp Fiction"."
"so smart."
"Because it's related to the boss, I've watched it many times," Chen Qing said coquettishly, then continued, pointing to the thigh of the girl in front of her: "Feathers, the feathers in "Forrest Gump"."
"One more point."
I have to say that Chen Qing is smart enough and has no lack of imagination. However, after pointing out a few more things in a row, she started to get stuck.
For example, Simon just traced the "Pirates of the Caribbean" skull mark, which she would definitely not be able to guess.
Because Simon painted based on various movie information in his two lives, and Chen Qing is not a movie fan after all. He has not even watched all the existing movies, but can only distinguish those relatively well-known movie-related elements.
While chatting like this, I quickly completed the last work.
The mini studio next to it had already been set up. Simon operated it himself and took a dozen boxes of film in a row. When he saw that it was already noon, he stopped and signaled the six tall beauties to wash off the graffiti on their bodies. He took Chen Qing to the restaurant next door. .
Sitting down at the dining table with her boss, Chen Qing still felt a little regretful: "Boss, did you just wash it off like that?"
"how?"
"What a pity."
"Heh, the film I just took is enough to make a photo album."
Chen Qing squinted her eyes and suggested: "I mean, it can be directly made into a tattoo and preserved for a long time."
"How about a tattoo on your body?"
"If the boss wants it, I will go look for it and treat it as a special collection?"
"Don't make trouble."
Chen Qing didn't mention it, and instead said with some gossip: "Boss, were you satisfied last night?"
"It's okay. I feel like a scientific researcher during this period. I'm already thinking about the title of my paper."
Chen Qing was very interested: "Tell me, boss, maybe I can give you some suggestions."
"Suggestions," Simon said with a smile: "Three options, the more simple one is called "Those Flowers", the more subtle one is "The Record of Flowers", or the more classical one, there is an ancient Chinese poem that is very appropriate, "The Storm Comes at Night" "Sound, How Many Flowers Have Fallen", which one do you think is better?"
Chen Qing quickly understood the meaning this time. She put the back of her hand on her mouth and almost laughed out loud. After a moment, she said: "Boss, if I tell Wuling that the song "Those Flowers" has this meaning, she will definitely Crazy.”
"Then don't tell her."
"Haha..." Chen Qing finally laughed, and asked after a moment: "Then, does the boss have any that he particularly likes and keeps them in his collection? Or, this time, raise them all and keep them for the boss?"
"No."
"Not one?"
Simon shook his head again, but then added: "Just now, there were two, Quan Yuzhen and Shen Caihui, who won the mini game last night. We can use them as the key Asian models this year. You just need to know."
There were so many people this time that it was impossible for Chen Qing to remember them all. Instead, she remembered what her boss had just said about Shen Caihui. She was 1.8 meters tall, but had a face that looked like a girl next door, and a pair of big eyes. .
This doesn’t seem to be the mainstream of Western Asian models.
But Chen Qing doesn't care. Of course, whatever her boss says is what she says. Aesthetics are always top-down. Those who have the right to speak say it is beautiful, then it is beautiful. Just like in the fashion industry nowadays, the more top models there are, the less likely they are to go there. It's the same as tanning, because your boss likes white people. If you go for tanning and Simon Westeros doesn't like it, you will naturally lose a very important upward channel.
Thinking about this, Chen Qing asked curiously: "Boss, what kind of game is this?"
"Indescribable."
Chen Qing curled her lips: "I'll try it next time too."
The waiter brought lunch in, and the conversation between the two paused. After a while, they continued and started talking about business: "Boss, what are you going to do this time?"
"Kill the monkey to scare the chicken."
"The other way around?"
"The investigation has started over there," Simon said, "Find out who did it. If the authorities are involved, the person who should step down will step down. If the chaebol is involved, get rid of it completely."
“What if it involves Kim Dae Jung?”
Simon thought of the only Korean president who died a good death in modern times, and he was not polite at all: "That's the same, but really, don't worry, this person is very useful."
Chen Qing nodded: "I understand what to do, but boss, what if I can't find it?"
"Then just grab a random monkey and beat it to death in public." Simon said, "Also, remember to spread the news and let them know why the monkey died."
Chen Qing agreed again.
I thought to myself that my boss said he was not angry, but this kind of thing obviously touched Ni Lian, and he was obviously very angry.
After chatting for a few more details, Chen Qing changed the topic to a lighter topic: "By the way, boss, "Huan Zhu Ge Ge" was launched in South Korea a few days ago."
"Um?"
"It's very popular," Chen Qing said, "Speaking of which, "Huan Zhu Ge Ge" has been aired in many countries in Southeast Asia, almost all of them swept. In China, the official media has reported several times, and it is a model of cultural export. Now it has begun to Let’s focus on the sequel.”
Simon recalled the time when "My Fair Princess" was so popular in South Korea that Chinese TV dramas were banned: "If it is so popular, no one will be afraid of it?"
"Of course, just like in South Korea, because the ratings were too high, the officials wanted to persuade the three major TV stations to introduce a ban, but I suppressed it. I told them that if Chinese TV series are banned in South Korea, then South Korea's Don’t even think about exporting TV dramas to China to see who loses the most. And then, at least on the surface, they don’t dare to do anything.”
Simon nodded slightly and added: "I said I don't care about China's entertainment industry. Whatever, I will focus on the Korean entertainment industry. We will take over this completely."
"I understand," Chen Qing said, "Although, it still feels like a pity, but the boss is also very powerful. Even if he does something casually, he will feel threatened."
"Yeah, that's the trouble with being too good."
"hehe."
The two laughed together, and Chen Qing continued: "By the way, boss, regarding our film and television city project in Changping, Beijing, there is news from the country that it won't be a big problem to win it."
"From your tone, there is obviously a 'but' behind it?"
"But..." Chen Qing was good-natured, but her tone was quite relaxed: "Someone has spread the word that we have put too much energy on the real estate industry, and we should focus more on industry."
"This is not my problem," Simon said: "If real estate in China does not make money, I will certainly not bet so much. On the other hand, if only real estate makes money, I will not be able to do anything else."
Chen Qing blinked: "Boss, are you asking me to answer the question?"
"Don't reply. No one likes to hear unpleasant words."
Chen Qing nodded: "I think so too. The domestic plan to use real estate as a means to stimulate the economy is becoming clearer and clearer. If the boss throws cold water on it, it may make people hate it, and we ourselves will not benefit."
Simon cut a piece of lamb steak from the dinner plate and put it into his mouth. He looked calm on the surface, but he was inevitably a little emotional in his heart.
But it's just some emotions.
The wheel of history rolls forward in a mighty way. It is better to run to block the car than to follow it and run wildly. As for what the end point is, anyway, Simon is the type who has the ability to get off halfway, so it doesn't matter.
While we were eating and chatting, there were some footsteps at the door of the restaurant. The six girls who had just been sent to take a shower appeared there. At this time, they had all washed away the graffiti on their bodies and were wearing uniform pink silk bathrobes, which were obviously hollow inside. , poking his head around, probably hoping to say hello to Simon.
Simon smiled and waved, and six girls walked in at once.
Chen Qing looked carefully and found that they were all very beautiful according to Asian aesthetics, and the characteristics of Koreans were generally obvious. Of course, the height was slightly off. These were all in the 180 cm level, and they were generally above this baseline. , which is already high in Western model circles, let alone the general impression of Korean women.
Chen Qing probably knows that in the Western model circle, for female models, 6 feet (182 centimeters) is often the ceiling. No matter how high it is, it will look too high and it will be difficult to get ahead.
Of course, this is just customary.
With the resources at the disposal of the Westeros system, it would be no problem for his boss to raise the model's height standard to 190 centimeters.
As the saying goes, the right to speak is everything.
While Chen Qing was thinking, Simon across from him had already hugged a girl and communicated with the girl in broken Korean, which made the Korean girl next to her, who was at most 20 years old, giggle. However, in Chen Qing's view, the smile was obviously With careful humility and flattery, just like the girl being hugged by her boss, she only dared to lean closer to her, instead of boldly sitting directly on the man's lap.
After saying a few words in Martian dialect that he had just learned, Simon noticed Chen Qing looking at her and introduced with a smile: "This is Quan Youzhen."
Chen Qing remembered the two names her boss had just mentioned, glanced at Shen Caihui next to her, and nodded slightly. Compared to Shin Chae-hye's girl-next-door temperament, Jeon Woo-jin has a typical Korean woman's oval face, with delicate facial features and fair skin. She can definitely represent the image of Korea.
It is conceivable that in the future, Jeon Woo-jin will become popular in the fashion circle. For Koreans who have low self-esteem and attach great importance to their overseas image, it will definitely become a national pride.
Chen Qing thought this and couldn't help but deviate a little. She didn't know what kind of little game this girl won last night and got the reward from her boss. But, although she is curious, it is conceivable that Koreans definitely don’t want to know.
Simon chatted and laughed with a few tall Korean goblins, and then sent them away under the disappointed eyes of the girls, without staying to have a meal with them.
After the group of goblins disappeared, Chen Qing said: "The boss is always so kind and considerate, and it is easy for women to have fantasies."
"It's your job to dispel their fantasies."
"Well, I actually want to be a good person too."
"Then let them transfer their fantasies to you."
"I'm not as charming as the boss," Chen Qing said jokingly, took a sip of the same mineral water as her boss, and returned to business: "By the way, boss, since there are rumors in the country, let's pay more attention to In terms of industry, of course we have to respond. The team of the Economic Research Institute is currently collecting and sorting out information on the domestic textile industry. I think we can invest in it. I will give the boss some information in a few days."
Simon nodded slightly, but thought of something else, and looked over with a smile: "Why do I feel that you want to use public money for personal gain again?"
Chen Qing pretended to be coquettish and shrank her neck: "The boss discovered it."
"The focus is still on Jiangsu?"
"Yeah," Chen Qing didn't hide it at all: "Jiangsu has been the most important textile industry center in China since ancient times, and the textile industry has developed very rapidly in recent years."
Simon thought about it for a while and said: "The threshold in this field seems a bit low. Everyone can do it and everyone is doing it. It is not easy to do well."
"My idea is to gather several super giants through large-scale mergers and expansions, while focusing on technological innovation, and stand out through improving efficiency and scale effects. Moreover, the industrial transfer caused by the financial crisis last year happened to be an opportunity. What does the boss think? ?”
"The idea is good, but it's hard to say whether it can be realized."
"You have to give it a try."
"Go ahead and do it, but if you mess up, you'll have to pay the debt yourself."
"No need to pay, I belong to the boss from inside to outside now."