Peninsula diplomat: My second life with a top celebrity

"Dohoon-ssi, I'm free tonight, could we meet?"

"Who are you……"

On the other end of the phone came an unfamiliar female voice, its tone cold and tinged with hostility.

Sana Minatozaki checked again to make sure she hadn't made a mistake.

"I...I'm looking for Secretary Jung Do-hoon," Minatozaki Sana replied weakly, her next words barely audible: "May I ask who you are...?"

"I am his sister."

Sana Minatozaki felt that the girl's voice on the other end of the phone suddenly sounded much more friendly.

So she's just my younger sister.

"Oppa is taking a shower now. I'll have him call you back later."

"Mmm! No rush."

Zheng Yaxian hung up the phone. She wanted to check their call history, but unfortunately she didn't know Zheng Daoxun's phone password, so she had to give up.

But that woman's voice was really unpleasant, both affected and pretentious, and she immediately said she wanted to meet with Zheng Daoxun.

You should know that Zheng Daoxun has to attend the Spanish ambassador's dinner tonight, and he doesn't even have time to spend with Ya Xian, so how could he possibly find time to spend with this woman of unknown origin?

Zheng Daoxun took a shower, but realized he hadn't brought his shirt in, so he opened the door a crack and said, "Yaxian, could you check if my shirt is on the sofa?"

The younger sister's voice, almost exasperated, came through: "Oppa, how can you be so forgetful? I'm a patient..."

Ya-Hsien, leaning on her cane, took Zheng Dao-Xun's shirt. Seeing that only Zheng Dao-Xun's head was peeking out of the bathroom, she said irritably:

"You're a grown man, who wants to look at you like that..."

"No matter what, you're a grown woman now." Jung Do-hoon grabbed his shirt and went into the bathroom, his voice slightly muffled through the door.

Ya Xian leaned against the wall, feeling both helpless and dissatisfied, and said:

"A woman just called you and said she wants to meet you tonight. You promised me you'd be home on time tonight and you weren't allowed to drink."

Jung Do-hoon didn't even have time to button his shirt one by one before he came out of the bathroom: "Who called me?"

"There was no note, how am I supposed to know which wild woman it is?"

"Ya Xian..." Zheng Daoxun opened his mouth, but he knew that his sister had been under a lot of pressure lately and had a short temper, so he swallowed what he was going to say.

Much of a diplomat's work is not done in the office. The Spanish ambassador hosted dinner parties at his home for two consecutive days over the weekend, and he had originally planned to reserve Saturday night for Sana Minatozaki.

However, the other party did not read or reply, so Zheng Daoxun rearranged his schedule.

The publicity plan for the World Expo has entered the revision stage. As the official in charge of the World Expo from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, Jeong Do-hoon also needs to warm up for the publicity campaign in July.

The Ministry of Foreign Affairs assigned tasks to each senior official. Zheng Daoxun was responsible for winning the votes of Spanish-speaking and Portuguese-speaking countries.

The banquet on Saturday night was more private, so Jung Do-hoon didn't need to dress too formally. He put together a navy blue suit, which was formal yet made him look more energetic.

Zheng Yaxian watched him button up his shirt little by little out of the corner of her eye, and then watched him leave. She didn't have a chance to ask who that woman was.

As soon as Jung Do-hoon stepped outside, he turned on his phone, and sure enough, it was Minatozaki Sana calling.

Unfortunately... he already has plans for tonight.

"Dokoro-ssi! Do you have time tonight?" Sana Minatozaki answered the phone the instant he called back.

"I'm sorry, I have a dinner party to attend tonight," Jung Do-hoon sighed. "If it really can't be done, we can reschedule for tomorrow noon..."

"Let's do it tonight!"

"I don't even know when I'll finish here."

"Send me your address, and I'll wait for you nearby."

Jung Do-hoon couldn't understand why, if Minatozaki Sana was really so curious about the so-called truth, she had waited until now to return the call.

And we can't wait even one more day.

Jung Do-hoon didn't try to persuade her anymore. No matter which timeline she was in, Minatozaki Sana was as stubborn as ever, and once she made up her mind, she wouldn't hesitate anymore.

But when it comes to marriage, Sana Minatozaki can't be as resolute as she is tonight.

He sent the address of a nearby coffee shop to Sana Minatozaki via Kakao, and then took a taxi to the Spanish ambassador's residence.

When Jeong Do-hoon arrived, Bae Dong-young and Lee Yong-ji from the Ministry of Trade and Economic Affairs were already waiting outside.

Zheng Daoxun promised Ya Xian that he wouldn't drink tonight, but he couldn't actually keep his word. He could only call his affairs officer to drink with him, while he himself tried to drink as little as possible.

Li Yongzhi was a strong contender for the position of secretary of the Cultural Exchange Department, but he was replaced by Zheng Daoxun, who was parachuted in, and to this day, Zheng still ignores him.

Although he was a bit cold tonight, he was still very polite to Jung Do-hoon.

After all, one's position determines one's perspective. Tonight, Jeong Do-hoon will have a preliminary discussion with the Spanish ambassador about the concept of the Korea-Spain exchange season. In addition to enhancing bilateral exchanges in Korean dramas, K-pop, and traditional culture, a comprehensive expo to boost import and export trade and investment between the two countries will also be put on the agenda.

Li Yongzhi's KPI assessment focused on attracting investment and making overseas investments.

"Clerk, you're dressed so smartly, what are we two old folks supposed to do?"

Bae Dong-young stepped forward and led Jung Do-hoon inside, while Lee Young-ji followed behind, suddenly adding:

"Old Pei, Secretary Zheng is young and promising, successful in his career, and probably also successful in his love life."

"Hey! Work is work, but who isn't a womanizer when they're young?" Pei Dongyong replied with a smile, urging Li Yongzhi to hurry inside.

He came here today with the mission of shielding Zheng Daoxun from the drinking. If Li Yongzhi hides in the back and doesn't step forward, all the drinks will be poured on him. How can he stand that?

Unfortunately, in the end, Bae Dong-young's mission was not completed perfectly.

Tonight's dinner was, after all, more of a private affair. After discussing work, it was time for socializing.

A young and handsome man like Jung Do-hoon is always the center of attention at any banquet, especially at the Spanish ambassador's dinner, where many diplomats and journalists from Latin American countries were also present. These outgoing and fiery women bypassed Bae Dong-young and Lee Young-ji and went straight for Jung Do-hoon.

As the event was ending, an unnamed female reporter slipped her business card into Jung Do-hoon's suit pocket and made a "call me" gesture.

It's already 9:30 pm, and I don't know if Sana Minatozaki is still waiting for me at the coffee shop.

Jung Do-hoon walked all the way to the agreed location, only to see Minatozaki Sana, dressed in a brown tank top and long skirt, squatting at the entrance of the coffee shop, looking miserable as she scrolled through her phone.

It turns out the coffee shop was already closed.

Zheng Daoxun smiled helplessly. How could this woman be so inflexible? The coffee shop was closed, she could wait for him somewhere else. The weather was so hot, yet she insisted on staying in one place.

"Are you hot?" Jung Do-hoon stopped and politely reached out to help Sakazaki Sana.

Sana Minatozaki raised her head and saw a familiar face appear before her again. In a daze, she saw the image of Consul Zheng, who was on the phone in the banquet hall in her dream.

It must be him, there's no mistake.

"It's alright, it's only been a few minutes since the sample was set up. I thought I'd wait here a little longer..."

Seeing the thin layer of sweat on her forehead, Zheng Daoxun knew that she had been waiting for more than just a few minutes.

"Let's go, let's find a place nearby to talk."

Sana Minatosaki placed her hand on Jung Do-hoon's palm and was about to get up when her legs suddenly went weak, and she fell straight into his arms.