Sell ​​your art, not your body!

“I can get a loan!”

Jessica Jung saw through Lee Se-hyun’s little scheme, afraid that he would think she didn’t have money and couldn’t afford the painting.

SM Entertainment was extremely harsh on its employees, and the Girl Group suffered the most exploitation, with a 9.7 to 0.3 split.

The company took 9.7 of the profits, leaving 0.3 for the Girl Group.

This is why many celebrities, who film a GG, receive millions in their accounts, or at the very least, act in a TV series for a salary in the millions.

Girls' Generation was the pinnacle of Girl Groups on The Peninsula, and logically, each member should have been worth hundreds of millions.

At the very least, they should have been worth millions, right?

Look at Xia Country, where millions in film fees are just pocket change; even a certain big star with no acting skills, who relies purely onAppearance, can command astronomical fees of over a hundred million.

Lee Se-hyun couldn't help but silently mourn for a few seconds for the artists from The Peninsula.

“How much are you worth?” Lee Se-hyun said indifferently.

“Do you own a house? A car? What’s your monthly salary?”

The sudden three soul-searching questions stumped Jessica Jung. How much was she worth? Seriously considering the question, she truly was a ‘three-no’ person.

No house, no car, no savings.

The house belonged to her parents; she usually stayed in the company’s trainee dorms, and for travel, she relied entirely on the company’s arranged nanny van, occasionally taking a taxi.

As for salary, it went without saying that the wages of a Girl Group Idol on The Peninsula were even lower than those of ordinary laborers.

Dogs wouldn't even do it!

If it weren't for her dream, Jessica Jung would have gone to the TV station long ago to follow in her father's footsteps. Director Zheng had no sons, only two young daughters.

My father is Director Zheng. Isn't working at the TV station better? Why suffer the hardships of training to debut in a Girl Group?

Lee Se-hyun could only offer a friendly assessment: they were all too well-fed.

Jessica Jung was speechless and said, feeling wronged, “I really need the painting you have.”

“Then I’ll give it to you?”

“Ah?!!! Really?”

Jessica Jung said delightedly, silently preparing to present Lee Se-hyun with an award for Best Good Person.

You really are a good person!

“You’re beautiful, and you think beautifully too.” Lee Se-hyun teased.

“You...”

This was also an indirect compliment to Jessica Jung’s beauty; an authentic painting by Tang Yin was enough to buy Jessica Jung’s life.

“Unless you give me an IOU!” Lee Se-hyun pulled out a piece of paper and a pen, slowly handing them to Jessica Jung.

“An IOU?”

Jessica Jung asked, confused, “What do you mean?”

“Didn’t you say you wanted a loan?”

“Rather than benefiting the bank, why not benefit me instead?”

“Wouldn’t it be better to go straight to the source?”

A buyer taking a loan from the seller to buy something? Is that even allowed? There’s no such great philanthropist in the world as Lee Se-hyun. What’s the difference between this and giving it away for free?

Jessica Jung said cautiously, “Didn’t you say I was a ‘three-no’ person? Why would you still give me a loan?”

Of course, it’s because of your father! Do you think it’s because of you?

My Director Zheng father!

Lee Se-hyun complained, even though his former self had a deep filtered halo for SNSD, it had gradually been shattered over these days.

Artists, celebrities? They appear glamorous on the surface, but behind the scenes, it’s just the same old story.

Two arms, two legs, a big dog’s head, they need to eat, sleep, and even… Seeing that Jessica Jung was still cautious, Lee Se-hyun had a flash of inspiration and said, “Because I admire you greatly!”

“Admire me?” Jessica Jung asked, surprised.

She really hadn’t expected Lee Se-hyun to say such a thing. Could it be that the Prosecutor in front of her had improper thoughts about her?

“Admire” – this word was used very cleverly.

It expressed both recognition and fondness for a person, and it was a rather subtle word, unlike “I like you,” which, once said, makes one feel like a clown.

Seeing Jessica Jung’s face visibly blush, Lee Se-hyun secretly thought, “Not good!” This was leading Jessica Jung to a misunderstanding.

Mistaking that he liked her, willing to spend millions of US dollars, to splurge a fortune just to win a beautiful woman’s smile, becoming a sycophantic King You of Zhou.

Lee Se-hyun said, “Are you signing or not?”

“Ah? Oh…” Jessica Jung awoke from her reverie.

Lee Se-hyun was somewhat handsome, and combined with his violent dunk that shattered the backboard during the last basketball game, he was simply incredibly manly.

Jessica Jung had a very good impression of him; she especially loved the Japanese anime “Slam Dunk”.

Especially the protagonist, Rukawa Kaede. She felt that Lee Se-hyun at that time was like a character who had walked out of the anime, perfectly matching her imagination.

Perfect boyfriend!

Jessica Jung didn’t even think, taking the signing pen and starting to write the IOU.

“I’ll read it, and you write it like this!” Lee Se-hyun said.

“I, Jessica Jung! Voluntarily… voluntarily borrow ten thousand US dollars from Lee Se-hyun… blah blah blah…”

“If there is no repayment within the stipulated period…”

As Jessica Jung wrote, she felt something was off. It wasn’t until Lee Se-hyun said the last sentence.

“Should any of the above clauses be violated, sanctions will be imposed! Note: (All rights of interpretation belong to Lee Se-hyun).”

How did she feel that this IOU was like an unfair contract? It was practically telling her to sell her body.

What kind of repayment could only be made by herself, that the IOU information could not be told to anyone, and that all rights of interpretation belonged to Lee Se-hyun?

Was this still an IOU? Was this right?

Lee Se-hyun said impatiently, “What? Regretting it? Not signing is fine too; no one’s begging you.”

“You can still back out now.”

Jessica Jung frowned, clearly hesitating. Although this IOU was interest-free, with no interest charged, it could be considered a benevolent contract.

However, the strange conditions and requirements within it made Jessica Jung have a premonition that it wasn’t a good thing!

“Stop dawdling!”

Lee Se-hyun snatched the IOU, ready to turn and leave without looking back.

“Hey, hey! I didn’t say I wouldn’t sign!” Jessica Jung panicked and snatched back theOverlord contract.

Jessica Jung, overly eager to show filial piety, hastily signed her name.

“That’s more like it!” Lee Se-hyun smiled.

“Xiuyan, as a friend of your father, I must praise you.”

“Having such a filial daughter like you is truly Director Zheng’s good fortune!”

“Hehe!” Jessica Jung said no more: “Now can I have the painting?”

“OK!” Lee Se-hyun took out the box from the trunk and carefully handed it to Jessica Jung.

“Thank you!”

See, she even had to thank us!

I should be thanking you! Finally, this painting has been delivered to Elder Zheng.

Lee Se-hyun’s trip was not in vain!

He had a premonition that, based on the information previously provided by the system intelligence, the Federal Government would definitely make a big move this time; otherwise, the system intelligence would not have listed this information separately.

Normally, the intelligence refreshed by the system is generally beneficial and helpful to Lee Se-hyun.

Just to foster good relations, it’s just a painting, it didn’t cost much.

What if it was priceless?

As a Prosecutor, Lee Se-hyun deeply understood that money was merely a social currency, just numbers!

His true pursuit was to build a spiderweb with himself at its center, to establish a true intelligence empire!