67: Chapter 68 Eun-jung works overtime late at night

The night in Seoul was deep.

Apgujeong, Yunmengze Building.

The light in the second-floor office was still on.

Qian Xu glanced at his phone.

12:30 AM.

He had just returned from Hongdae.

The rehearsal had ended.

All six of them were exhausted.

But he still had things to take care of.

He was just about to switch off his computer.

His phone vibrated once.

It was a message from Ham Eun-jung.

"Mr. Qian, are you asleep?"

Qian Xu replied.

"Not yet."

"I'm at the company."

Ham Eun-jung replied quickly.

"I am at the company too."

"In the second-floor office."

"Checking the flow of the comeback show."

Qian Xu paused for a moment.

It was so late.

Was she still at the company?

He stood up.

And walked out of the office.

The light in the second-floor corridor was still on.

Ham Eun-jung's office door was half-open.

Casting a warm yellow light.

Qian Xu walked over.

And knocked on the door.

"Ms. Eun-jung?"

"Come in."

Ham Eun-jung's voice sounded a bit tired.

Qian Xu pushed the door open and entered.

He was stunned.

Inside the office.

Ham Eun-jung was sitting in front of the computer.

The desk was piled high with documents.

Beside it sat three empty coffee cups.

She was wearing a white shirt.

With her sleeves rolled up to her elbows.

Her hair was slightly messy.

There were obvious dark circles under her eyes.

"Qian Xu?"

Ham Eun-jung looked up.

Pausing for a moment.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?"

"I just finished handling some things."

Qian Xu walked over.

And glanced at the computer screen.

It displayed the flow chart for the comeback show.

Densely packed with annotations.

"Are you checking the flow?"

"Yes."

Ham Eun-jung rubbed her eyes.

"It needs to be finalized tomorrow."

"I'm afraid I might have missed something."

"So I'm checking it one more time."

Qian Xu checked the time.

12:40 AM.

"What time did you start checking?"

"Six in the afternoon."

Ham Eun-jung smiled.

"I came back right after the rehearsal ended."

"I thought I could finish it in two hours."

"But it ended up taking until now."

Qian Xu frowned.

"You haven't had dinner yet?"

"I did."

Ham Eun-jung pointed to the coffee cups on the table.

"I drank three cups of coffee."

"I'm not hungry."

Qian Xu looked at her.

The charismatic leader.

Always working so hard.

"Wait a moment."

He turned and walked out of the office.

Ten minutes later.

Mr. Qian returned.

Carrying two bags in his hands.

One contained piping hot ginseng chicken soup.

The other contained gimbap.

"Eat something first."

He placed the bags on the table.

"Drinking coffee on an empty stomach."

"Is bad for your stomach."

Ham Eun-jung was stunned.

"Qian Xu..."

"Did you go out and buy late-night snacks just for this?"

"The convenience store downstairs."

Qian Xu sat down.

"The ginseng chicken soup is still warm."

"The gimbap is freshly made."

"Eat while it's hot."

Ham Eun-jung looked at the late-night snacks on the table.

Her eyes felt a little warm.

"Thank you..."

She opened the bag.

The aroma of the ginseng chicken soup wafted out.

Piping hot.

She picked up a spoon.

Took a sip of the soup.

"It's delicious..."

"It tastes better than the shops outside."

"It was bought at the convenience store."

Qian Xu smiled.

"Don't praise me."

"I'm just the errand boy."

Ham Eun-jung smiled.

Lowered her head and continued drinking the soup.

The office quieted down.

Only the sound of Ham Eun-jung drinking the soup remained.

Qian Xu sat opposite her.

Watching her.

The charismatic leader.

Usually capable and decisive at the company.

But now.

She was wearing a white shirt.

With her sleeves rolled up.

Her hair was slightly messy.

Like a female office worker working late.

"Ms. Eun-jung."

Qian Xu spoke up.

"The flow of the comeback show."

"Are there any problems?"

"Basically, there are no problems now."

Ham Eun-jung put down the spoon.

And opened the computer.

"The flow has been confirmed."

"The opening song is 《Roly-Poly》."

"Then 《Lovey-Dovey》."

"Interspersed with the Chinese song a little happiness》 in the middle."

"Ending with 《T-ARA》."

"The total duration is 45 minutes."

Qian Xu nodded.

"What about the venue?"

"Over at STAGE 28."

"The sound and lighting have all been tested."

"Rehearsal tomorrow."

"Official performance the day after tomorrow."

Ham Eun-jung looked at him.

"Qian Xu."

"Do you think we can succeed?"

"Yes."

Qian Xu did not hesitate.

"You are T-ARA."

"K-pop legends."

"The comeback show will definitely be a success."

Ham Eun-jung lowered her head.

"But..."

"I am a little nervous."

"Nervous?"

"Yes."

Ham Eun-jung looked up.

"It's been six years."

"We haven't performed on stage for six years."

"Although the rehearsals are smooth."

"I'm still afraid."

"Afraid of accidents."

"Afraid of disappointing the fans."

"Afraid of failing your investment."

Qian Xu looked at her.

"Ms. Eun-jung."

"Do you know why I invested in T-ARA?"

Ham Eun-jung shook her head.

"Because you are worth it."

Mr. Qian said seriously.

"Your strength."

"Your persistence."

"Your unity."

"Are all worth it."

"So don't be afraid."

"Even if there is an accident."

"I am here."

Ham Eun-jung was stunned.

Looking at Qian Xu.

His eyes were very sincere.

Not like he was just saying polite things.

"Qian Xu..."

She said.

Her voice trembling slightly.

"You are really..."

"Very good to us."

"It's only right."

Qian Xu smiled.

"Eat quickly."

"The soup is getting cold."

Ham Eun-jung continued to drink the soup.

The office quieted down again.

She was drinking the soup.

But her heart was thinking about other things.

Mr. Qian treats them.

Really well.

Investing 3 billion.

Letting them take 70 percent.

Helping So-yeon terminate her contract.

Accompanying them to rehearsals.

Now.

Even specially buying late-night snacks for her.

She looked up.

Looking at Qian Xu.

He was looking down at his phone.

His side profile was very handsome.

Her heartbeat quickened.

"Qian Xu."

She said.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Ask."

Qian Xu looked up.

Ham Eun-jung looked at him.

Hesitating for a moment.

"Who do you..."

"Have a good impression of?"

Qian Xu was stunned.

He didn't expect her to ask this.

"A good impression?"

"Yes."

Ham Eun-jung looked at him.

"I mean..."

"Who do you like more?"

"Jeon Bo-ram?"

"Park So-yeon?"

"Or..."

She didn't finish.

But the meaning was very obvious.

Qian Xu looked at her.

The charismatic leader's eyes.

Were a bit nervous.

A bit expectant.

He smiled.

"Ms. Eun-jung."

"I like all six of you."

"But not that kind of liking."

Ham Eun-jung was stunned.

"Then what kind?"

"It's the liking of a boss for his artists."

Qian Xu said seriously.

"It's the liking of friends for friends."

"It's the liking of a supporter for their idols."

"You are T-ARA."

"K-pop legends."

"I respect you."

"I support you."

"I hope you succeed."

"That is all."

Ham Eun-jung looked at him.

Her heart felt a bit lost.

But also relieved.

"That is all?"

"Yes."

Qian Xu nodded.

"At least for now."

"That is how it is."

Ham Eun-jung caught the meaning behind his words.

"At least for now?"

"Yes."

Qian Xu smiled.

"Who knows what will happen in the future?"

Ham Eun-jung blushed.

Lowered her head.

And continued to drink her soup.

The office quieted down.

Only the sound of Ham Eun-jung drinking the soup remained.

Qian Xu looked at her.

The charismatic leader.

Usually calm and capable.

But now.

The way she blushed.

Was very cute.

"Ms. Eun-jung."

He said.

"Why did you ask that question?"

Ham Eun-jung looked up.

Her face even redder.

"Nothing..."

"Just curious."

"Really?"

"Really."

Ham Eun-jung lowered her head.

"Eat quickly."

"The soup is getting cold."

Qian Xu smiled.

He didn't press further.

1:30 AM.

Ham Eun-jung finished her late-night snack.

She tidied up the table.

"Mr. Qian."

"Thank you."

"For tonight's late-night snack."

"And..."

"Your answer."

"You are welcome."

Qian Xu stood up.

"Let's go."

"I'll drive you back."

"No need."

Ham Eun-jung shook her head.

"I can just take a taxi."

"It's so late."

Qian Xu looked at her.

"It's not safe."

"I'll take you."

Ham Eun-jung looked at him.

Her heart felt warm.

"Okay."

The two walked out of the office.

Turned off the lights.

And locked the door.

Downstairs.

Qian Xu's car was parked at the entrance.

A black rolls-royce cullinan.

Ham Eun-jung sat in the passenger seat.

Qian Xu started the car.

"Where do you live?"

"Cheongdam-dong."

"In the same building as Boram."

Qian Xu was stunned.

"You live in that building too?"

"Yes."

Ham Eun-jung smiled.

"Boram and I are neighbors."

"She lives on the 12th floor."

"I live on the 15th floor."

"No wonder you often take care of her."

Qian Xu smiled.

"She really needs to be taken care of."

"She's a disaster in daily life."

"She doesn't even know how to use the washing machine."

Ham Eun-jung smiled.

"Yes."

"She's been like that since she was a child."

"But we all spoil her."

The car drove out of Apgujeong.

Seoul in the middle of the night.

The streets were very quiet.

The streetlights were dim.

The car was also very quiet.

Ham Eun-jung looked out the window.

Thinking about their conversation earlier.

She asked Qian Xu.

Who he had a good impression of.

He said.

At least for now.

It's the liking of a boss for his artists.

Who knows about the future.

She smiled.

At least.

He didn't refuse.

The car stopped downstairs in Cheongdam-dong.

Ham Eun-jung unbuckled her seat belt.

"Mr. Qian."

"Thank you for driving me."

"You are welcome."

Mr. Qian looked at her.

"Rest early."

"There's a rehearsal tomorrow."

"Okay."

Ham Eun-jung opened the car door.

And got out of the car.

She stood outside the car.

Looking at Qian Xu.

"Qian Xu."

"Good night."

"Good night."

Mr. Qian smiled.

Ham Eun-jung turned around.

And walked into the building.

In the elevator.

She leaned against the wall.

Her heartbeat was very fast.

She touched her face.

It was hot.

She smiled.

Qian Xu.

This man.

Is really different.

She took out her phone.

And sent a message to Qian Xu.

"Qian Xu, I'm very happy tonight."

"Good night."

The phone vibrated quickly.

Qian Xu replied.

"Good night."

"Have a good dream."

Ham Eun-jung looked at the screen.

And smiled.

The elevator door opened.

She walked out.

Returned home.

And lay on the bed.

Her mind was full of Qian Xu's image.

She closed her eyes.

And smiled.

Tomorrow.

Will be a new day.