Peninsula: The young master is poor and doesn't want to date.

Chapter 50 Your Sister

Li Zhengyi just left.

Inside X Galaxy Games.

In a small office in the corner.

The two people sat facing each other across the table.

One was sitting, and the other was standing.

The seated person tapped their finger on the table.

The one who was standing had just closed the door, turned around, and lowered his voice.

"Did you hear that? Head office is sending someone to be stationed here permanently."

"I heard you."

The one who was standing also lowered his voice.

"Could they have discovered it?"

"Don't worry. Unless they send a real expert, they won't be able to find anything about us. Everything looks normal on paper, and development is progressing smoothly. What could he possibly find?"

"That's true... By the way, you've been investigating the situation at head office, any progress?"

The one who was sitting shook his head.

"It's very mysterious. I've inquired through various channels, and the parent company has invested in many companies around the world. We are just a small part of its global strategy. The source of funding behind us is probably some overseas private fund."

The one standing was silent for a moment, then spoke.

"Then don't investigate."

"Um?"

"That's not something we need to get involved in. They invest, we do the work. Even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake. Even if they send a foreign devil, he won't understand how things work on our side."

The person sitting down thought for a moment and then nodded.

"Let's observe first. See if they send a foreigner or a local."

"OK."

The door opened, and the two people walked out one after the other.

The corridor returned to silence.

It was already noon when the Porsche turned into the alley of Kowloon Village.

That's how it is in these old neighborhoods: the roads are narrow, and both sides are full of parked cars, so even slightly larger cars can't drive in.

Kim Soo-ho parked his precious Porsche at the alley entrance and turned off the engine.

"Let's stop here. If we drive any further in and get scratched, I'll be crying for three days straight."

Li Zhengyi unbuckled his seatbelt and was about to get out of the car.

"Feed".

Kim Soo-ho called out to him.

Li Zheng turned around.

Be careful.

"Be careful of what?"

"Watch out for my sister."

"Your sister?"

Kim Soo-ho's expression was subtle.

"Jisoo, Kim Jisoo. She's so worried about you. She's asked me about you so many times, and she waits outside your house every day."

Li Zhengyi's lips twitched slightly.

Didn't you tell her I was back?

"Go tell her yourself, that girl and I are incompatible according to our birth charts. She won't believe anything I say, she says I won't listen to anything. Don't drag me into your messenger business."

Kim Soo-ho waved his hand, looking like he was trying to distance himself from the situation.

After saying that, he started the engine. The Porsche roared, and the taillights turned a corner at the alley entrance and disappeared.

Li Zhengyi stood in the alley and glanced in the direction of his home.

He didn't rush upstairs; he went to the convenience store first.

The convenience store was open.

The person sitting behind the cashier was neither Ding Lilan nor himself, but the store manager, Uncle Cui.

Uncle Cui's hair on the top of his head is already thinning.

Sorry.

He looked up when he heard the wind chimes at the door.

"Zhengyi?"

Uncle Cui rubbed his eyes, checked, and then his expression changed.

"You little brat!"

He stood up from behind the cashier.

"You're not answering the phone, not replying to messages, you've just disappeared. Xiaolan said you went on a business trip, but who goes on a business trip without their phone, huh?"

Li Zheng walked into the store and casually grabbed a bottle of water from the shelf.

"I left my phone on the plane."

He said this without changing his expression.

Because that's the truth.

It did indeed land on that private jet, but it was taken away by Lee Woo-bin's bodyguards.

He didn't have time to retrieve his phone before the jump.

Uncle Cui was stunned for a moment.

"Airplane? Where are you going that you need to take an airplane?"

"Donghai City".

Li Zhengyi mentioned a place name, then unscrewed the bottle cap, took a sip of water, and changed the subject.

"Have you been personally looking after the store these past two days?"

"Xiaolan was here the first day, but then she said she had something to do at home and took the day off. Luckily, my daughter was free recently, so she came to help. Otherwise, this old body of mine couldn't stay up all night."

Uncle Cui sat behind the cashier and rubbed his shoulders.

Li Zheng raised an eyebrow.

"Your daughter? Isn't she an idol trainee? Is she on vacation too?"

Uncle Cui's lips twitched down, and his eyes darted to the side.

"I terminated my contract with the company and haven't found a new one yet, so I'm helping you look after the store."

Li Zheng nodded slightly and didn't ask any further questions.

There are more trainees in Seoul than stray cats on the street.

If you're fired by a company, it's either because you made a mistake, or because the company doesn't think you have the potential to debut; it's more likely the latter.

This kind of thing happens every day.

Not worth the fuss.

At that moment, the door to the storage room opened.

A girl wearing a green convenience store uniform came out carrying a box of Shin Ramyun.

She is very thin.

The same kind of thinness that all trainees have.

The result of dieting and high-intensity training is that my collarbone is big enough to hold a coin, and my wrists are so thin they look like they would break if you bent them.

She is about 1.6 meters tall, with a youthful and cute face. She is considered pretty among ordinary people, but she would probably not be the visual center in a girl group. She would be the cute or variety show personality.

The first thought that popped into Li Zhengyi's mind when he saw her was...

There are hundreds, if not thousands, of such trainees in Seoul.

This is not a denigration, but an objective fact.

The girl glanced at Li Zhengyi.

Just one glance.

Then she lowered her head, carried the instant noodle box to the shelf, and began to stack the packs one by one.

She probably thought he was a guest.

Li Zhengyi didn't even say hello.

He has known Uncle Cui for two years and knows that he has a son and a daughter, both of whom are trainees. His son seems to have just debuted recently, but he has never asked which group he is in.

This is the first time my daughter has met me.

"Then I'll go up first."

Li Zheng placed the water bottle on the cashier's counter, and Uncle Cui waved his hand.

"Go ahead, go ahead. Next time you go on a business trip, remember to let me know. You just disappeared without a trace; I almost called the police."

As I stepped out of the convenience store, I heard Uncle Cui's voice.

"Ye Na, you put it in the wrong shelf. That shelf is for Anseong noodle soup. Shin Ramyun is more expensive, so it's in the middle row."

Is her name Choi Ye-na?

Li Zhengyi felt like he had heard this name somewhere before.

One of the motion-activated lights in the stairwell was broken, and the remaining one flickered on and off, making the stairwell look like a scene from a horror movie.

When Li Zhengyi went up to the third floor, he saw a large black mass at his doorstep.

Squatting.

Head down.

They curled up in a ball.

He was wearing a black windbreaker with the hood pulled up tightly.

In the dim light, it looked like a huge bag of black garbage.

Li Zhengyi stepped forward, lifted his foot, and touched the lump with his toe.

"oops!"

The thing moved.

Li Zhengyi withdrew his foot.

"The garbage bags have come to life."

The "garbage bag" lifted its hood, revealing a face.

Kim Jisoo.

Her cheeks were puffed out, and her eyes were wide open, making her already large eyes appear even larger because of her anger.

"Ugh, Oppa's the real trash! Oppa's the absolute worst trash!"

Her voice was so loud that it could be heard throughout the entire floor.

Then, as she continued to curse, her eyes started to redden.

Why aren't you replying to my messages?

Why did it disappear?

Why?

Do you know how worried I was?

As she spoke, tears began to fall.

At first it was just a few drops, then it started in strings, and finally it simply gave up trying to manage it, crying until its whole face was scrunched up.

Her makeup was ruined.

The eyeliner smudged, leaving two dark marks at the corners of my eyes.

As Lee Jung-il watched her cry, Kim Soo-ho's words, "Watch out for my sister," echoed in his mind.

understood.

Your sister is really hard to deal with.