Picking Up Fragments in PUBG

This is Ling Yun’er’s insight into love. But now she has discovered that Jiang Siming is not as economically mediocre as she thought. Just from this hotel, she can confirm that Jiang Siming’s financial strength is by no means inferior to hers.

"Of course, your oppa not only runs a hotel, but also acquired 10% of the shares of Huayi Company. I now could be considered to have a talent agency of my own," Jiang Siming said with a smile.

"Really?" Ling Yun’er opened her eyes wide, her little mouth also gaping open, looking like she was stunned by the good news. She was well aware of Huayi Company; it was currently the top talent agency in China. Although it still fell a bit short of her current ST Company in terms of history and hard power, after all, ST Company was the strongest talent agency in South Korea, and it had been in operation for many years.

Huayi, as a rising star, having a slight gap compared to ST was quite understandable. However, it was enough to shock Ling Yun’er immensely. Her development in South Korea had already reached its peak, so in recent years, she often came to China, as her company wanted her to expand the Chinese market.

Although the results were significant, they still could not surpass the local Chinese female stars. After all, a strong dragon does not oppress a local serpent; those Chinese actresses were backed by China’s major talent agencies, and no matter how popular she was, she could not compete with them in the Chinese market. ST even racked its brain over this issue. But this problem was effortlessly resolved in Jiang Siming’s hands; 10% of Huayi’s shares meant that he was a significant shareholder.

Don’t look down on the 10%; for such a large company, having a 10% stake was already quite a lot. Even the chairman might not have much more shares than Jiang Siming.

"I wouldn’t deceive you, would I? As long as your contract expires next year, you can come to China for development at any time. I’ll have Huayi support you with their maximum resources. By then, you’ll be able to rise rapidly in China, soaring straight up."

Jiang Siming was very enthusiastic about supporting his girlfriend’s career. This kind of operation for a nurtured girlfriend was something he was very willing to do.

"Does that mean I can stay in China more often?" Ling Yun’er didn’t first consider whether her career would take off; what she thought about first was whether she could stay in China long-term.

"Of course, from then on, you’ll have to become a wife in China and be prepared to change your nationality." Jiang Siming said jokingly.

Ling Yun’er happily leaped into Jiang Siming’s arms.

"Opa, I really hope that day comes soon~" Ling Yun’er, who was eager to become a wife in China, couldn’t wait for the year to pass so she could get out of her contract with ST Company.

Although she was a bit reluctant to leave the company where she had worked for ten years, compared to being able to live with Jiang Siming every day, this bit of work sentiment seemed insignificant.

Jiang Siming held her fragrant, soft body, supporting Ling Yun’er’s small, fragrant buttocks with both hands, and couldn’t help but laugh as he lightly patted her.

"Ouch~ Opa, why are you bullying me~" Ling Yun’er, feeling ’insulted’ in her forbidden zone, covered her small buttocks with both hands.

She gave Jiang Siming a playful glare, but her eyes had no hint of ferocity.

"You’re still calling me Opa. Don’t you know what you should call me now?" Jiang Siming asked with a mischievous smile.

Ling Yun’er lowered her head, blushing and stammering, she softly called out, "Yobo~"

Yobo, this word means ’husband’ in Korean.

"Say it once in Chinese, I love to hear the Chinese version even more." Jiang Siming said, not fully satisfied.

"Husband~" Ling Yun’er tried hard to recall the Chinese dramas she had watched and the Chinese she had learned, and shouted in a strange tone. Jiang Siming laughed helplessly, and Ling Yun’er, thinking he was laughing at her pronunciation, pouted and coquettishly in his arms, forbidding him from laughing any further.

"I will work hard to learn Chinese, Husband!" Ling Yun’er pouted and puffed out her cheeks in a ’vow’.

"Then I look forward to your improvement in Chinese."

"Mm-hm!" After saying this, the two looked at each other and smiled, unable to resist pressing their lips together again. The temperature in the room seemed to rise significantly. Fortunately, the doorbell rang, interrupting them.

"If I had known, I wouldn’t have ordered the late-night snack," Jiang Siming said regrettably, as his pants were already bulging, and he was interrupted at such an inopportune moment, which was really a downer.

"Hehe, I want to eat, I’m so hungry," Ling Yun’er said bashfully, blushing and covering her little tummy.

"Alright, I’ll go open the door," Jiang Siming had to cover up his embarrassment by putting on a bathrobe and went to open the door. Yuan Jie had the service staff deliver a large amount of Chinese specialties for the late-night snack, and the aroma immediately aroused Ling Yun’er’s appetite. Chinese cuisine was something that Korean people, including ordinary citizens, were particularly eager to taste.

In Korea, there was a very popular food show that invited Korean celebrities to China to taste the local cuisine. Watching the Korean stars savoring dishes that they had never seen before, with looks of enjoyment and intoxication on their faces, left countless Korean viewers drooling. Not only in Korea, but almost every country had such shows, and the whole world knew that Chinese cuisine was the best in the world.

Many Chinese students studying abroad could feel this very directly; no matter how poorly they cooked at home, once they went abroad, foreigners would regard them as culinary gods. There was a particularly interesting story about a Chinese person who only knew how to cook basic home dishes and moved to the United States. On rest days, the American uncles and aunts next door would line up in a long queue in front of his house, and they would buy all the ingredients for him, just to ask him to cook a few dishes. This person later became a famous Chinese chef in that street, and later even quit his job to become a full-time chef, with an income tens of times higher than his previous job.

Ling Yun’er had tasted Chinese cuisine before, so she had a particular fondness for Chinese food. Once the food was on the table, the big star lost all her image, holding a skewer of lamb in her left hand and a tentacle of squid in her right hand. She didn’t even realize that her mouth was dripping with grease.

Jiang Siming found it both amusing and heart-wrenching, saying, "Don’t you often eat at night?"

"Mm-hm, we strictly prohibit eating at night. Sometimes we’re not even allowed to have dinner, we can only eat a little fruit," Ling Yun’er said. Jiang Siming knew that the diet standards for artists were very strict. Even if Ling Yun’er ate well for a few days at his place, she would face intense physical training when she returned.

Female artists were most taboo about their figures changing, and the company was strict like a demon on this point. As soon as a female artist gained any weight, they would be made to lose it immediately, not allowing a single extra pound of fat. Jiang Siming thought for a moment and suddenly remembered a pill. **[Detox Beauty Pill]**: Can remove most impurities and toxins from the body, making the skin radiant and appear ten years younger. Men can use it to strengthen spleen and kidney functions, while women can use it for beauty. Note: One box contains ten pills, and each person can only take one pill.