My Peninsula 2007

Chapter 497 Whose problem?

On the top floor of Lotte World Building in Gangnam District, in Han Mi-yeon's exclusive mansion, two figures were entangled together, inseparable.

When the sound came from the doorway and the heavy security door was opened from the outside, An Rusong was at a critical moment and couldn't care less about anything else. He didn't even have the interest to look up.

The sound of high heels clicking on the floor came from the direction of the entrance hall, accompanied by the laughter of two women. One of their voices belonged to Han Meiyan, while the other belonged to Pei Meina.

The two women had clearly just returned from shopping, and they were talking about a pair of shoes.

A moment later, the two walked into the living room from the entrance hall while talking. Pei Meina, who came in first, was stunned when she saw the two people entangled on the sofa. Then she pursed her lips and walked over carrying a few shopping bags.

Behind her, Han Meiyan unbuttoned her black trench coat and twitched her tongue sarcastically, "Oh, some people say they're tired and don't want to move, huh? What, you're tired and don't want to move when you're shopping with me, but you're not tired and don't have to move when you're doing this kind of thing?"

As she spoke, she strolled over and, upon reaching the sofa, tossed the trench coat she had just taken off over An Rusong's head. Then, she turned around and sat down on An Rusong's buttocks.

As she sat down, muffled groans came from beneath her trench coat from a man and a woman. Feeling the tremors beneath her, Han Meiyan was stunned for a moment, then burst into unrestrained laughter.

After a long while, An Rusong, having recovered, struggled to turn to the side and then slid down onto the carpet under the sofa.

Seeing that he was covered in sweat, Han Meiyan took a pack of cigarettes from the coffee table, took one out and handed it to him. After he took it, she lit it for him and then said, "Guess who Mina and I met today?"

"Who?" An Rusong took a drag of his cigarette, his eyes fixed on the television screen opposite him, and asked absentmindedly.

"Those two women in your family," Han Meiyan lit a cigarette for herself, then slapped Han Xizhen's thigh before continuing, "and your precious son."

"Oh?" An Rusong still looked absent-minded. Women are naturally inclined to go shopping. Today is the weekend, so if Han Meiyan and Pei Meina can go shopping, Sun Manzhu and Li Caicao can naturally go too.

It's just that the weather has been getting colder lately, and the child is still young. I wonder if those two women dressed the child warmly enough when they took him out.

"Hey," Han Meiyan seemed a little dissatisfied with his absent-minded attitude. She reached out and poked An Rusong's bare shoulder with her finger, and asked, "Do you think there's something wrong with you?"

"What's wrong?" An Rusong turned his gaze away from the TV, glanced at the other person, and asked in surprise.

“We’ve been together for so long, and not just me, but also Hee-jin and Mina,” Han Mi-yeon asked, frowning. “Why is it that, apart from your Vietnamese woman, no one else has gotten pregnant?”

“That’s right, I’ve been thinking about this too,” Han Xizhen, who had been lying on the sofa pretending to be dead, struggled to sit up and leaned against An Rusong’s back as she spoke.

"Whether there's something wrong with my body or not, others may not know, but don't you all know?" An Rusong's lips twitched, and he said with dissatisfaction.

"You bastard," Han Meiyan rolled her eyes at him and said, "Don't you understand what I mean?"

An Rusong didn't speak again. He had actually considered this issue as well. By now, he had more than one or two women with whom he had close relationships. As a man who was somewhat chauvinistic, he didn't like to take any precautions when doing those things. Therefore, logically speaking, his offspring, if not numerous, shouldn't be as pitiful as having only one.

What does this fact tell us? Without a doubt, he cannot shift the blame onto his women. If there is a problem, it lies with him. It's not that there's a problem with his sexual ability, but rather that there might be an issue with the survival rate.

Initially, An Rusong had experienced anxiety and considered seeing a doctor for treatment, but now he no longer had such thoughts. Ultimately, although he liked children, he wasn't particularly interested in having many offspring. One son was enough; he could continue his bloodline, inherit his vast fortune, and leave behind a legacy for the world after his death. That would be sufficient.

Moreover, for him, having too many sons and daughters is not necessarily a good thing. Even if he is not considered a tycoon, he is still worth hundreds of millions. In a family like his, once there are many children, there will inevitably be farces of fighting over the inheritance. He does not want to be old and unable to move, and have to helplessly watch his children and brothers die.

However, this outcome is clearly unfair to the women close to him, especially Sun Manzhu.
Seeing An Rusong remain silent for a long time, Han Meiyan assumed that he didn't want to talk about the topic anymore. So she pouted, slapped Han Xizhen's white thigh again, and said, "What are you still doing here? Go take a shower, you smell like a stinker."

Han Xizhen rolled her eyes, slowly got up from the sofa, nimbly flipped over the back of the sofa chair, and walked towards the bathroom completely naked.

After Han Xizhen went into the bathroom, Pei Meina, who had changed into a casual dress, came out of her bedroom, went straight to the small bar, poured three glasses of water, carried them over on a tray, placed one in front of Han Meiyan and one in front of An Rusong, and took the last glass and sat down next to An Rusong.

At that moment, the television was broadcasting a replay of an Olympic game, specifically the South Korean baseball team's final match against the defending champions, Cuba. In that game, South Korea defeated Cuba 3-2, becoming the first Asian team to win a gold medal since baseball was introduced to the Olympics in 1992.

Because of this gold medal, South Korea has been in a state of excitement for almost a month, with replays of the regular matches being broadcast continuously, and the viewership ratings are quite high each time they are shown.

Han Mi-yeon wasn't interested in television programs. A woman like her, or more accurately, a wealthy person like her, was unlikely to be blinded by so-called nationalist sentiments. Compared to that gold medal, she cared more about her career.

She picked up the water glass in front of her, fiddled with it in her hand, and looked at An Rusong, who was lost in thought, and asked, "I heard you started some kind of sampling survey company again?"

An Rusong snapped out of his reverie, flicked the ash from his cigarette that was longer than his fingernail, and said, "It's not a sampling survey company, it's a public opinion poll company, um, 'NGN Public Opinion Survey and Consulting Company'."

This so-called consulting company, which mainly conducts political polls, was set up by An Rusong at Li Minbo's request. Currently, the company is just an empty shell, and no relevant personnel have been hired yet. However, with Li Minbo's covert support, all the necessary procedures for the company have been completed.

Although the relevant personnel have not yet been hired, most of the company's leadership positions, except for those in charge of finance, are already filled. Without exception, these positions were arranged by Bai Jinjun, who was actually appointed by Li Minbo himself.

Just as An Rusong had initially worried, setting up such a polling company under the name of NGN Company naturally meant taking on risks. Moreover, he was not only responsible for the risks, but also for the operating costs of the company and for providing various resources to support the polling agency's survey projects.

At the same time, he cannot interfere with the company's normal operations, which means he has to bear the costs and risks but cannot enjoy any power.

Of course, Li Minbo certainly wouldn't let him suffer a loss. It was foreseeable that no matter how much he spent on this polling company, the president would definitely make up for it elsewhere. What truly bothered An Rusong was the matter itself.

But circumstances are beyond his control. His current resources are nowhere near those of wealthy and powerful families. Therefore, he doesn't have many options when facing pressure from public authorities.

But it doesn't matter. Lee Min-bo's presidency will only last five years at most. After five years, he'll be out of office. Moreover, if the course of history doesn't change, ten years later, he'll be sent to prison by those progressives. At that time, this polling company will completely belong to him.

"You don't want to go into politics, so why are you running a company like this?" Han Meiyan asked curiously.

"Do you know what it means to be powerless to do something?" An Rusong straightened up, stretched his back forcefully, and said, "Some things are not things I want to do, but things I have to do. Hmm, like this time diluting your shares."

With the upcoming second round of financing, Han Meiyan's NGN shares will inevitably be diluted. Although she could theoretically invest a sum of money to ensure her shareholding ratio is not diluted, BlackRock is very assertive, and if it weren't for An Rusong's insistence, she would probably have been kicked out directly.

(End of this chapter)