Nowadays, love has gradually lost its true nature under the influence of many objective factors. When people talk about the word love, they always contain material and gender. Especially in urban life with faster and faster pace, urban people who are busy with work will become more exhausted when talking about love. So in the busyness, the "fast food love" at night is extended to seek love that quickly satisfy their own feelings and physiological wishes. Although this fast food love is no longer so pure love, it is a derivative of this era.

The more modern the metropolis is, the more developed the nightclub culture is. This is the place where the Gangnam District of Seoul and Lan Kwai Fong in Hong Kong are located.

By the way, the name Xiangjiang is called Yepu, Yepu Life.

Speaking of the difference between Hong Kong Night Club and Seoul, well, Park Tae-yeon said that he is not a veteran in this field and really doesn't understand it very much. But I think Hong Kong should be a little more serious than Seoul? In fact, the large Night Club such as the show club that Kang Xueqi took him to is basically very formal and healthy, and is not the kind of nightclub that is smoky and silly.

Park Tae-yeon used to know about the nightclub's understanding, who was that time? By the way, Han Eun-jeong from Crown came with? Lee Jang-woo?

Anyway, the nightclub that Li Zhangyu often went to, I actually went in to shoot. This kind of shop girl who looked like she was just a matter of negotiation. I really don’t know what MBC was broadcasting at that time.

Anyway, after hearing from Xia Yan, Enjing should not be too wronged at that time. Facing such a husband, she could not get involved in the shooting, okay, and she ended up being scolded by PD.

"That! I'm a public figure too. Isn't it good to go like this? I came back secretly."

"Follow me in, will someone take a picture of you?"

"It's the same as true." Park Tae-yeon complained.

However, when the car stopped, he was still a little hesitant.

"Bring it to you!"

"Oh, you bring this too, you're not afraid of others taking photos."

“This is the birthday gift this year.”

Park Tae-yeon, who was originally brought with him, wanted to take it down and see what brand it was. Although he was not very clear about these brands, it just depends on whether it was the same as the trademark that the little guy often configured for him.

"Stop looking, get off the bus."

Park Tae-yeon looked around and found that the road was not spacious, and the cars behind were waiting for them to go down, and then they wanted to continue walking with each other.

He is still very good at home and does not honk the horn. Recently, he is often distracted by driving, so he is very upset about honking the horn in the back.

Park Tae-young, who opened the door and got out of the car and waited for Kang Xueqi, suddenly understood why the car in the back was waiting honestly. Seeing the two rows of bodyguards who looked like black super special police, Park Tae-young was very burdened by herself.

It seems that just when the Gangnan Red Cross Association came to Korea, I enjoyed this kind of treatment at the airport.

Holding the car door, waiting for Jiang Xueqi to get out of the car, then stretching out her arm and letting her hold it. The two of them walked into the destination tonight.

"I said you need it?"

"I'll really give you a clear birthday? I'll give you benefits to the backbone of the group at the end of the year. I recently made a big project, which is considered a celebration banquet! You're just by the way."

"Hey, why don't you ask Xiaomeng to come here? I'm not familiar with her." Park Tae-yeon was relieved after hearing her explanation, but she still complained in a low voice. She really had no acquaintance at all.

"I asked someone you know to accompany you."

"On over there? You know I can't play with those guys..." Well, Jiang Xueqi started to demonstrate the iceberg aura again, and Park Tae-yeon immediately honestly stopped talking.

......

"You can play at this table by yourself! I used to chat with the sensible people in the company."

“Ginger aunt.”

Park Tae-young pulled down her sunglasses and looked at someone with a simple jeans and a white shirt on her upper body. Well, actually you can tell who it is when you hear the sweet milk sound.

"Jesse, you guys play slowly, I'll go first."

"Okay." Jessica watched Jiang Xueqi walk away, tilted her head and pulled her hair from her left ear to behind her: "Sit down, why are you standing stupidly? I like sunglasses very much?"

He pulled the corner of his mouth and walked over and sat down: "You are the only one? I came to the airport just now and seemed to see your fans picking up the plane."

When I came out of the airport, I obviously saw a group of people picking up the plane. I saw the fan support card and knew who they were picking up. I didn’t expect that I would arrive sooner than him.

Looking at Park Tae-yeon who looked around after taking off his sunglasses, Jessica took the champagne on the table and poured him a glass of champagne: "Stop looking, just me Hyoyeon is here, she and her boyfriend are playing below."

Park Tae-young looked at her pointing eyes, then nodded to show that she knew, took the cup and touched her, then took a sip and didn't know what to say.

"Ah, I'm bored when I see it's me? Do you want me to call Taeyeon and Yoona to come and play together? They should be here." Jessie Jeon took her cell phone and looked at it.

"It's nothing." Park Tae-yeon shook his head again, not looking at Sika, but just looked down at the desktop.

"Why did you and Hyoyeon come first?"

"When doing company affairs, a company registered in Hong Kong isn't this good?"

Park Tae-yeon looked in the direction of her little finger and noticed the sunglasses she had just placed on the table: "Small division?"

"ah?"

"No, nonsense, have you registered this product symbol?"

"No, the brand name has just been ordered BLANC, ECLARE, it sounds nice?"

"... Not bad." Pick up the sunglasses and looked back and forth. There was indeed no trademark for denumber.

"Extra number?" Zheng Xiuyan lit her chin and picked up her sunglasses to look at it, and then her eyes lit up.

Suddenly, I reached out and dipped it in the wine glass, then wrote a capital A on the desktop, and then clicked it up and down.

"Well, it looks good. It's more distinctive. Do you know what it means?" As he said that, Xika wrote out the brand's English.

"BLANC French white can also be interpreted as clean, ECLARE Latin can be interpreted as fresh, and it is clean and fresh, or clear and bright." Park Tae-young opened his mouth and said the meaning of her trademark. In the end, she also supported Mr. Zheng's products. "Why do I look at this? I guess you are not surprised at all?"

Jung Soo-yeon-ming didn't have any shocked expression, she looked like you should know for granted.

“…it was it.”

"Ah, he helped you?" Park Tae-yeon noticed her whisper and answered it casually.

"..." Well, this time, Jung Soo-yeon was scared, her eyes widened and her mouth was opened like a goldfish spitting bubbles. "You...you...get it?"

"SY? You can, help him fill me up for so long."

"I...I..."

"Ha!" Park Tae-yeon smiled, then shook his head, took the cup and took a sip.

Jung Soo-yeon pursed her lips and looked at him uneasy, but in the end she arrogantly opened her head.
Chapter completed!