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Lee Qingshan got home close to 2 a.m. The silly girl had drunk too much, and in the end, Haha, Kwang-soo, and Kim Jong-kook took her home. Lee Qingshan was perfectly fine.

Kim Jong-kook arranged for someone to drive him. When he got home, he gave the driver 30,000 won and sent him home.

When Li Qingshan got home, he took a walk around and then rested in the living room for a while.

After getting up in the morning, I did a set of Tai Chi on the huge balcony, took a shower, and then went to Kim Jong-kook's studio.

I talked with Jia Zhen for two hours and then signed the contract.

All business contracts were handed over to Town A for processing. Town A owns 30% of the company, and the social media accounts were also handed over for joint management.

After a while, a four-person team will be formed to operate the account, including filming assistance, copywriting, editing, and business negotiations. These are all Li Qingshan's suggestions, and Jiazhen is willing to give them a try.

The two wanted to celebrate at noon and planned to dine alone without Kim Jong-kook, which angered Kim Jong-kook, who insisted on coming along.

"Hey, is it really okay to come out and eat something so greasy in the middle of the day?" Kim Jong-kook picked up a piece of roast goose with his chopsticks, an authentic Cantonese dish.

Lee Cheong-san drove with Gap-jin, Kim Jong-kook, and a junior assistant to the Shilla Hotel for dinner.

This place has very authentic Cantonese cuisine; I saw someone say that online.

Li Qingshan was already drooling when he saw the photos of the dishes, so he ordered 12 dishes as soon as he got to the hotel.

If it weren't for the fear of wasting his order, Jia Zhen would have stopped him again and again.

"Are you going to eat or not? If not, you can leave first," Li Qingshan mumbled as he ate the roast goose.

Kim Jong-kook looked at it from all angles and thought it looked greasy, not knowing how to even begin eating it.

Jia Zhen, his mouth greasy from eating, said, "Brother, this looks oily, but it's really delicious."

Kim Jong-kook had no choice but to watch the three of them enjoying their meal. He took a bite, found the taste delicious, nodded, and started eating along with them.

"Come on, let's skip the alcohol at noon. We're practically family now, let's have tea instead of alcohol," Li Qingshan said, raising his teacup to the group.

"Hey, I'm the boss." Kim Jong-kook glared at Lee Chung-san, but still raised his teacup and clinked glasses with him.

"You don't act like a boss at all. I'm a new employee, and you expect me to treat you to a meal? Do you think that's fair?" Lee Cheong-san glanced at Kim Jong-kook sideways.

"Let's eat, let's eat. Keep quiet while we eat." Kim Jong-kook casually changed the subject; he had seen the menu, and it was ridiculously expensive.

Jiazhen wanted to laugh when he saw Kim Jong-kook get embarrassed, and he trembled as he ate.

"Old Jin, I advise you to open your own personal YouTube account. Trust me, it's definitely the future trend," Li Qingshan said while eating.

"Hmm, let me see how you're doing." Jia Zhen had mentioned it to him these past two days, influenced by Li Qingshan.

"Brother Jiazhen, if you have time, try to make an appointment with the person in charge of the Peninsula region on YouTube. Just find someone you can talk to and discuss a collaboration. They give us traffic, and we share the profits with them. It's a win-win situation for both of us."

"We can't abandon the live streaming market either; it's a very important sector for the future," Li Qingshan added.

Jia Zhen had a chat with Li Qingshan this morning and was greatly impressed. He felt that it was very promising.

If this were to succeed, it would definitely make more money than it does now.

Despite his seemingly stingy appearance, Kim Jong-kook was decisive when it came to paying the bill. Lee Cheong-san and Gap-jin suppressed their laughter as Kim Jong-kook looked at the bill with a pained expression and handed over his bank card.

Back at the studio, Lee Cheong-san lay down on the sofa in Kim Jong-kook's office and said, "Wake me up when it's time this afternoon."

Kim Jong-kook looked completely bewildered, while Lee Cheong-san pulled his down jacket over his face and fell asleep within a minute.

At 2:30, Kim Jong-kook woke up Lee Chung-san, and they went to the gym together with their workout gear.

"Brother Chung Kwok, have you ever thought about opening your own gym?" Li Qingshan asked while driving.

"I've thought about it, but I don't have time to manage it." Kim Jong-kook had indeed considered it.

"That's true. Just because you like eating chicken doesn't mean you have to open a chicken farm," Li Qingshan said as he parked the car.

Five people came today. Jia Zhen and his assistant arrived at the gym entrance early, carrying high-definition cameras, to wait for Li Qingshan.

Filming started the moment Lee Cheong-san got out of the car. Kim Jong-kook, who has been used to seeing cameras for years, immediately switched to a seamless variety show format.

The two chatted about fitness as they walked into the gym, where Kwon Jae-min had been waiting for them for a while.

Jia Zhen had already made arrangements with Quan Zaimin in the morning. In the afternoon, Quan Zaimin would cooperate in filming a video, in which he would give Quan a "GG" (a Chinese internet slang term for being defeated) and would also act as a sparring partner if needed.

Lee Chung-san and Kim Jong-kook changed their clothes; both wore loose-fitting gym vests.

Some female gym regulars had their eyes light up when they saw Kim Jong-kook and Lee Chung-san, simply because they were so sexy.

The two started regular workouts, which were activities that Kim Jong-kook enjoyed.

After about 40 minutes, the two headed towards the fighting area, and Li Qingshan chose the heaviest sandbag.

"Brother Chung Kwok, you've trained in boxing, why don't you show us how to hit the sandbag with all your might?" Li Qingshan pushed the sandbag; it was indeed very heavy.

Kim Jong-kook demonstrated various combinations of boxing techniques, causing the punching bag to sway slightly.

"It's my turn." Just as Li Qingshan finished wrapping up his bandages, Kim Jong-kook came over and helped him put on his boxing gloves.

Li Qingshan then took off his shirt, which was sticking to his body and felt uncomfortable due to the sweat.

He also started to use boxing techniques to hit the sandbag, just like Kim Jong-kook. The difference was that the sandbag swayed much more.

Jia Zhen and his assistant took photos from different angles.

"I'm practicing leg techniques now. There are a few types you can see," Li Qingshan said to the camera.

Li Qingshan assumed a Muay Thai stance, jumped twice in place, took a step forward, and delivered a side kick.

With a loud "bang," the sandbag swung around, almost touching the roof, and the hooks on the sandbag twisted.

Li Qingshan used all his strength, but he didn't use the power of traditional Chinese martial arts; he used the power of Muay Thai.

The club players and onlookers were stunned; such explosive force could kill someone.

His videos need that kind of visual impact, so Kim Jong-kook even went up to try it out to see if it was the same sandbag he was hitting.

Kwon Jae-min and many onlookers went up to try it out. It was very heavy; most people would be lucky to even shake it.

These events were all recorded by cameras. Quan Zaimin called two burly trainees to put on protective gear and stand behind sandbags to block their way before continuing.

The loud thud from the kick drew everyone's attention, and a large crowd gathered to watch.

Li Qingshan prepared in the same way as before, this time he was going to do a series of sweeping kicks.

"Bang bang bang bang bang..." A series of rapid kicks rang out, and the two sandbags were knocked off the ground by the impact.

Li Qingshan stopped when he saw the person behind the sandbag raise their hand to signal.

One of them was shaking his hand incessantly, while the other was clutching his chest and taking deep breaths. "I can't take it! This recoil is so painful, I feel like throwing up."

The onlookers were stunned, thinking, "Wouldn't someone die if that were kicked?"

Li Qingshan was also slightly out of breath; he had just used pure strength.

Li Qingshan glanced at Jiazhen, who was filming the reactions of the people around him. Li Qingshan gave him a thumbs up.

Next, Lee Cheong-san, Kim Jong-kook, and Kwon Jae-min went to the rest area to sit and chat. Gap Jin continued filming, and the three of them talked about fighting-related topics.

Li Qingshan kept his word and, at the very end, hugged Quan Zaimin and gave him the gym's address and name twice.

Jiazhen gave Li Qingshan a gesture, and they relaxed and stayed until filming was over.

"Where are we going tonight?" Kim Jong-kook asked, packing his things to prepare for a shower.

"We'll pick up Jessica at Incheon Airport at 11 p.m. She'll arrive around midnight." Lee Cheong-san and Kim Jong-kook walked together toward the bathroom.

"That's alright then." Kim Jong-kook shook his head; there was no need to ask anymore.

After taking a shower, the two groups of people prepared to part ways.

"Brother Jiazhen, I've finished cutting it and will send it to you." Li Qingshan greeted the two men and got into the car.