My girlfriend is an idol

For example, there are cafes in the vicinity of the three major companies, whether it is the three major companies' own industries, or those shopkeepers who smell business opportunities.

With the enthusiasm of the entertainment company, it makes a lot of money every day.

It all means that many fans of pilgrimage will choose to wait here, just to be able to meet the artists they want to meet.

"Welcome~~"

"Oh~~ It turned out to be JYP~~"

After entering the coffee shop, there were ups and downs of exclamation in the shop.

Although most of the guests sitting here are fans of S..M’s celebrities, it doesn’t mean they don’t know Park Zhenying.

"Hello~~"

Naturally putting the status of an artist first, Park Zhenying immediately smiled gently at the surrounding students.

"Do you not go to school? This weather comes here."

"Today is the weekend~~"

A female student plucked up the courage and said, holding EXO's aid in her hand.

Seeing that thing, Park Zhenying sighed inexplicably.

Strictly speaking, the time difference between Got7 and EXO's debut is more than a year.

But the two parties are also considered to be concurrent activities. Even if one person is missing, EXO's results are still beyond Got7's.

"I hope this time, there will be a good harvest.

No...or, I hope that this meeting will be an opportunity to smoothly solve the problem of BamBam, and let Got7 completely reach the public."

Thousands of thoughts drifted through her mind, and Park Zhenying nodded with a smile.

"So that's it, I have been in the studio and I have forgotten the time, so I won't bother you."

Immediately he waved to the people at the front desk, "I keep the accounts of this table."

"You can eat whatever you want, and you should also pay attention to your health when you follow stars, so that your Oppa will be happy."

As soon as the voice fell, Park Zhenying raised his foot and walked towards the inner area.

There was a voice of envy immediately behind him. Of course, the object of envy was naturally the girl who was equivalent to being "free of order".

It is naturally impossible to open a coffee shop on a section of the road opposite a large brokerage company.

In fact, most of these fans are ordinary students.

To sit here without being basking in the sun.

What I ordered was nothing more than the cheapest student set meal in the store, such as regular coffee and small cakes.

It is conceivable how happy Park Zhenying is with the girls at this table.

"It's so handsome, it's JYP~~"

"Next time, let's go to the cafe opposite to JYP. I heard that JYP artists often come and go there."

Hearing the faint sound of admiration in the hall, Park Zhenying was worried about the next meeting, but couldn't restrain a smug smile on his face.

This feeling of being praised is really good, especially under the S..M chassis.

"Hello, I have a friend here early."

"Okay, please follow me."

After a glance at the position by the window, there was no such familiar figure behind.

Park Zhenying greeted a waiter with some embarrassment.

The waiters here have better quality than the average waiters. It also seems to be because the opposite is S..M. I have seen many artists come here.

Therefore, even when facing Park Zhenying, there was no nervous look on his face.

"It's here, do you need to order now?"

The waiter leader Park Zhenying walked to the corner of the coffee shop.

There are two security guards standing there. It seems that the area here is not open to ordinary people compared to the outside.

"A cup of American coffee?"

Park Jinying said casually, "In addition, do you have organic food here?"

JYP's love for organic farmers is basically understood by everyone who knows him.

And he has always dreamed that after making enough money in the future, the company's canteen will be replaced by an organic farming base like Empire Entertainment.

And because this is not a cafe near JYP, he asked without hope.

But something that made him a little happy happened.

"Yes, here is the latest "Organic Rice Cake". Do you need a copy?"

"Hey? That's naturally great."

After watching the waiter leave, Park Zhenying entered the private room.

Sure enough, Jiang Qingrun was sitting inside and waiting. She was looking at the computer, seriously looking at the laptop keyboard and writing something.

It stands to reason that in such a private room, in general, I am afraid that there is no other purpose besides dating.

In other words, if you are just talking about things, neither party should choose such a place.

"Would you like something to drink? It's really not easy to ask JYP like you who have been in the studio and never go out."

If other reporters saw such a scene, their eyes would fall from surprise.

In the circle, Jiang Qingrun has always been the object of fear of many male public figures, just because she is very good at reporting peachy news about certain public figures.

From members of parliament, to chaebol families, and from well-known artists.

There are really few people who can dare to talk face to face with her like this.

It's not because they are afraid of being controlled by the other party, but the criticism from the outside world is enough for them to bear.

Imagine what the following comments will look like when news of a secret meeting between JYP and a female reporter appears online.

"I don't have much time, let's talk, what do you want to talk about with me."

Park Zhenying looked up at this private room, trying to find out if there were hidden cameras around.

He knows that in such a country, secret shooting in public has become a matter of course in the eyes of many people.

There are too many examples of women's dissatisfaction every year because of the secret shooting incidents triggered in public.

And reporters always like to keep such a hand.

"Don't look for it. If I want to put a camera, you won't find it."

Jiang Qingrun was not angry with his reaction, and calmly stopped the movements of his hands and raised his head to look at him.

Speaking of the box in the cafe, it is nothing more than two soft sofas and a table in the middle.

For a place of this nature, people who are really willing to use a private box drink coffee is secondary, so few people care about the environment.

"You told me on the phone before, what about BamBam?"

Compared with the bosses of some companies, Park Zhenying is surprisingly calm when he encounters someone who claims to have an artist black material and feels panic and headache.

As an artist he "trained", he knows what BamBam is.

Even if the opponent played with a few female trainees and how he got along with his teammates, Got7's agent would tell him the truth.

"Sure enough, President Park's opinion on BamBam has come for a long time..."

Jiang Qingyun smiled slightly, and Park Zhenying showed such an attitude towards her, just to make her think that her decision to make an appointment with her was right.

"There are several people on the board of directors who are very optimistic about the potential of BamBam. They believe that Got7 can rely on BamBam to bring greater benefits to JYP in Thailand.

Although I think their view is correct, it is not good to put such a time bomb in the team compared to the so-called benefits."

As soon as he opened the chattering box, Park Zhenying didn't seem to regard Jiang Qingyun as a reporter, more like he was talking with an old friend.