Peninsula, starting with being neighbors with Lee Kwang-soo

"Impossible, with Unnie's face..."

"Even I, a woman, sometimes dream about her, so how could Qin Wen refuse? It's impossible!" Jennie shook her head.

"Hmm...? Sister, it seems you've been exposed!" Park Chae-young and Lisa took a step back.

"What are you doing! I was just saying, I don't like handsome guys with all those muscles."

"I love you two soft, mushy lumps of flesh!" Jennie unleashed her full-screen attack.

"What? What are you talking about? You're the one who's a limp, rotten piece of meat!"

"Yeah, damn it! They're practically boneless these days, and they still dare to criticize us!"

The two little ones were not having it and looked at Jennie with mockery.

"Come here, all of you, practice your songs, or you'll be waiting for that blockhead to yell at you tomorrow!"

Before Jennie could return it, Kim Jisoo gave the order.

The three nodded. When it comes to important matters, we still have to listen!

*Knock knock knock!*

Upstairs in the production studio, Qin Wen was drawing the complete dance when he heard a knock on the door and got up to open it.

"Producer Qin, hello. I've found an assistant director. When would be a convenient time to meet?"

Jin Zhiyong, standing outside the door, saw Qin Wen and whispered.

"How about the afternoon after tomorrow?" Qin Wen thought for a moment and said.

"Okay, is there anything else you need?" Jin Zhiyong asked again.

"Have the dance team in charge of them gather at the BLACKPINK practice room in half an hour."

"I'll tell them about the dance!" Qin Wen thought for a moment and then instructed.

"Okay!" Jin Zhiyong agreed and left.

Qin Wen returned to the studio and began organizing the drawings.

Half an hour later.

The dance troupe knocked on the door of the makeup room.

Upon seeing this, the four daughters, who were familiar with the song, stopped practicing, and Chae-young, who was closest, went to open the door.

"Hello, unnies! What brings you all here?"

Upon seeing the older women in the dance team, Park Chae-young asked them a question.

"Producer Qin sent us. He'll be here soon, saying he'll explain the dance moves to us!" one of the women, presumably the team leader, explained.

"Hmph, a kid who's just turned 18, and a Chinese at that, is teaching us to dance!"

"Using a trivial matter as an imperial edict!" A girl next to her said disdainfully.

The four members of BLACKPINK frowned, and Jisoo immediately objected, loudly rebuking them.

"You're talking nonsense, Oppa is clearly a very capable person!"

The three boys were taken aback, then stood behind Kim Jisoo and looked at the girl!

The members of the dance troupe, including the disdainful girl, all looked at her strangely.

Why is Kim Jisoo, who is usually so gentle, suddenly so popular?

Before the dance troupe could say anything, the door was suddenly pulled open forcefully.

Qin Wen walked in expressionlessly, followed by Jin Zhiyong with a gloomy face.

"Park Yoon-jung, what nonsense are you talking about!"

"Producer Qin was recruited with great effort by the company president, do you want to quit?!"

As soon as Jin Zhiyong entered, he started cursing at the girl.

Qin Wen glanced at Park Yoon-jung, whose face had turned deathly pale from the scolding, and asked Kim Ji-yong,

"How much authority has President Yang given me?"

Jin Zhiyong was startled. Did he know how much the president valued Qin Wen?

He was originally the head of the department, but when he became an agent, the president specifically instructed him to respect Qin Wen.

"The president said that you will be in charge of everything at Powder and Ink for the time being!" Jin Zhiyong said honestly.

"Do I have the authority to fire people?" Qin Wen continued to ask calmly.

But his words sent a shiver down the spines of the entire dance troupe.

The fourth daughter was also a little confused; they hadn't expected Qin Wen to be so ruthless, wanting to fire Park Yoon-jung directly.

"Sure, the president said you'll be in charge of everything, including personnel appointments and dismissals!"

Jin Zhiyong nodded without hesitation.

"Wait a minute, Producer Qin, Yun Jing didn't mean it. She just has a mean tongue."

"Please give her a chance!" the dance team leader pleaded quickly.

"She didn't get a chance; she was fired!"

"Are you going to walk by yourself, or should I have security escort you?"

Qin Wen waved his hand to interrupt, looking coldly at Park Yoon-jung.

Park Yoon-jung was terrified that she would be fired for just saying one sentence, and she quickly bowed repeatedly to Qin Wen.

"Producer Qin, Miane, please give me a chance, I...!"

Qin Wen didn't even look at her, turning to Jin Zhiyong and ordering, "Notify security to take her out!"

Seeing this, the crowd stared at Qin Wen with some dissatisfaction; this was far too inhumane.

When Park Yoon-jung realized that begging for mercy was hopeless, she started swearing.

"You son of a bitch, you're just a temporary worker, what right do you have to fire me? I want to see the company president!"

Qin Wen's expression turned cold, but before he could step forward,

Kim Jisoo's eyes narrowed, and she stepped forward and slapped Park Yoonjung across the face.

"If you dare insult Oppa again, I'll slap you!"

The room fell silent for a moment. Everyone looked at Kim Jisoo, who exuded an aura of dominance, and their expressions changed. They kept glancing at Kim Jisoo and Qin Wen.

Jin Zhiyong also glanced at Qin Wen, then at Jin Zhixiu, and pretended not to see her, lost in thought.

The three boys' eyes were brimming with gossip, but the occasion wasn't the time for chatting, so they had to suppress it.

However, the parties involved, Kim Ji-soo and Qin Wen, had very different mindsets.

Qin Wen, who was originally aloof and cold, couldn't keep up the act. He looked at Kim Ji-soo with a conflicted expression, seemingly lost in thought.

Kim Jisoo's face was flushed, but she still maintained the demeanor of a mafia boss!

In my mind, I had already cursed myself from head to toe.

"Kim Jisoo, you're crazy, you're really crazy, are you schizophrenic? Why did you slap her?"

Are people around me staring at me now? Should I glance at them out of the corner of my eye?

Stunned by the slap, Park Yoon-jung touched her face in disbelief, then got up and transformed into a shrew.

"Kim Jisoo, you're protecting this bastard so much, are you two having an affair?"

They've probably already rolled around in beds by now!

Hahaha, you want to debut? You'll never debut! Just you wait, I'll contact you in a bit..."

Qin Wen looked at Park Yoon-jung, who was acting like a shrew, and wanted to go up and beat her up, but the door was opened again.

A large crowd had already gathered outside the door to watch the show. Qin Wen was a little worried when he saw so many people outside.

Yang Juhua walked in with a gloomy face, first nodding to Qin Wen.

Then, with a look as if he were looking at a dead person, he coldly asked, "Who are you going to contact...?"

"President...!"

The shrewish Park Yoon-jung instantly calmed down; Yang Juhua's reputation in the industry was legendary.

She dared to act tough in front of these people, but she wouldn't dare to play the helpless card in front of Yang Juhua.

Yang Juhua continued to look at her expressionlessly.

"I'm asking you, who do you want to contact?"

"I...I...I'm sorry!"

Park Yoon-jung didn't know what to say for a moment, so she could only apologize, but she still glared at Kim Ji-soo with resentment from time to time.

Seeing Park Yoon-jung's expression and the crowd of onlookers at the door, Qin Wen thought to himself, "Is she an idiot?"

"Idiot, is there anything that can scare people?"

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"Can you give me a loan?" Qin Wen asked again.

No, Master!

"No way! No loan! You fucking lent me 500 million last time!!!"

"Get me something that can scare people right now, or I'm just giving up!"

Qin Wen made a direct threat.