Chapter 282: Stop sending messages to Irene
Song Si Hyuk, who is far away in London, rarely enjoys dinner at home.

He had just washed his hands and came to the table. Before he picked up the knife and fork, he heard a special notification tone from his mobile phone.

Song Shihe couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, thinking that the boy finally decided to contact him.

He knew that his son was also busy with his career, so the two of them only called each other a few times a month to ask about each other's well-being and make sure each other was in good health.

He quickly picked up the phone, saw the content on it, and frowned.

When he was a child, he would never tell his parents or teachers about this, so how come he picked it up and used it when he grew up?

Song Shihe stared at a certain name in the message, but didn't have much impression of it.

After all, he has to deal with a lot of people every day, and the number of people who do business with him is countless.

Even if you have a good memory, you can't remember them all.

Besides, this is the name of the partner’s son.

Song Shihe raised his eyes to look at the housekeeper Li Chaojun who was standing beside him serving him soup, and said:

"Chaojun, go check the information of JungStar Advertising Company and find the contact information of the vice president's son."

"Why did you suddenly think of looking for the contact information of this junior?"

Song Shihe was speechless when he thought of this, and said unhappily:
"My stupid son failed to catch the girl, so he wanted to intercept the girl's peach blossom."

Li Chaojun couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. He watched Song Shihe grow up, so how could he not know the other party's background.

When he was about to leave, he did not forget to joke:
"Shi Hyuk, you seem to have forgotten that when you were in school, you also intercepted all the love letters sent to Ji Yi."

Song Shihe's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, and he coughed lightly in an awkward manner:
"Well, why do you remember this kind of thing so clearly?"

"I'll forget about it after today."

Li Chaojun's work efficiency was very good. Within a few minutes he brought the contact information of Zheng Chenggui's family.

Song Shihe entered the number but was hesitant to dial it. He deleted all the numbers, raised his eyes and asked:
"Why should I help him do this? Why not just let him do it himself?"

"But I was the one who helped you back then..."

"Stop."

Song Shihe's face turned red. He stared at the number for a while and smiled.
"Let the young people solve this problem themselves."

After saying that, he sent all the numbers to his son.

Kang Do-hwan, who was far away in Seoul, saw several messages pouring into his phone and thought his father was so efficient.

When I opened it, it turned out to be a bunch of phone numbers.

[Song Si Hyuk]: How old are you if you still need my help with something like this?

Jiang Zhaohuan gritted his teeth. He didn't expect that he would have to make the call himself.

He glanced at Pei Zhuxuan who was practicing Chinese quietly, stood up and said:
"Irene, I'm going to make a phone call and will be back soon."

"Well, go get busy."

Jiang Zhaohuan went directly to the bedroom door, from where he could observe what was happening in the living room.

He leaned against the wall and dialed Zheng Chenggui's number without thinking, but he forgot that it was already past three in the morning.

No one answered the first call, and no one answered the second call either.

Three times the limit, if no one answers, I'll call him... eh? He answered!
However, as soon as the call was connected and Jiang Zhaohuan hadn't even opened his mouth, the other party started to speak violently.

"Ah! That bastard called you to call me! Do you know what time it is?!"

Jiang Zhaohuan glanced at the time on his phone and then remembered that it was a time when most people would have gone to bed.

He was about to say sorry, but then he remembered that this guy had just sent a message to Bae Joo-hyun seven or eight minutes ago.

No, I shouldn't have disturbed his sleep.

This "sleeping" may not be ordinary.

Jiang Zhaohuan's face darkened and he tightened his grip on the phone a little.

"Jung Sung-gyu, stop texting Irene."

"what?"

Zheng Chenggui waved his hand at the woman lying on the bed and asked her to leave before asking,

"Who are you? Do you know who I am?" "I am Jung Sung-gyu, the only son of JungStar's vice president, right?"

"You know who I am, and you still talk to me like that? Ah... you are a fan of Irene, right? You are quite capable, you even got my phone number, are you a stalker?"

Jiang Zhaohuan couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. How did he become a stalker fan? This guy has a very rich imagination.

He stretched his neck to look around the living room, then lowered his voice and said:
"I'm Mr. Song Si Hyuk's assistant. If your father doesn't want to lose the project with K.Star, please delete Irene's contact information and promise not to use your tiny power to harass her again."

Song Si Hyuk's assistant? K.Star?

Zheng Chenggui's face looked grim. He glanced at the number, a little uncertain.

If the other person is really Song Shi Hyuk's assistant, my dad will definitely skin me alive if I don't do as he says.

He still knew how much effort his father had put into getting a cooperation project.

Zheng Chenggui calmed down and thought about it calmly.

The message I sent to Irene was just a few minutes ago.

To call me directly at such a fast speed, I feel that only people from K.Star can do it.

But wait, why would people from K.Star care about a female idol?
Jiang Zhaohuan couldn't help but frown when he saw that the other party was slow to respond.

"Is Mr. Zheng asleep? Then I can only disturb your father's sleep."

After hearing this, Zheng Chenggui didn't dare to take the risk, so he had to verbally agree to the matter and conduct his own investigation.

"Yes, I will delete and block her number right now and will never harass her again!"

"That's good, have fun."

Zheng Chenggui heard the busy tone on the other end and instantly lost the desire to play.

He didn't dare to disturb his father, but he could still disturb his father's secretary.

"Hello? Uncle Park, can you help me look up a number?"

"You're disturbing me so late just for something like this?"

"It's not a small matter. This person said he is the assistant of K.Star Song Si Hyuk. Can you help me check it out?"

Secretary Park did not dare to neglect it after hearing this. After some investigation, he realized that the other party's identity might not be that simple.

The number is kept confidential, but that's not the point.

The key point is that this number is only one digit different from the number Song Shihe used on the peninsula.

What does this mean? It means that the other person is very likely to have a close relationship with Song Si Hyuk.

Secretary Park wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and quickly dialed Zheng Chengkui's number.

He could even hear his own heartbeat and was worried that this kid might have gotten into big trouble.

"Hey, Uncle Park, how are you?"

"Sungkyu, are you in trouble? What did that person call you and ask you to do?"

Zheng Chenggui was stunned for a moment. He repeated the conversation between them verbatim, and the other party breathed a sigh of relief.

Secretary Park was almost certain of the caller's identity, so he said seriously:

"Don't harass that female idol in the future. No, don't harass anyone in their company. Do you understand?"

"So Uncle Park, that man is really..."

"I'm afraid it's more than just an assistant. Fortunately, you handled it well."

"Hey, then we don't need to tell Dad about this, right?"

"I will definitely tell the vice president, now you can just sleep peacefully."

The call was hung up directly, and Zheng Chenggui looked bitter.

He knew his father's style very well, and he probably wouldn't be able to be carefree this year.

Ah Xi, I will never touch female idols again.

　There will be another chapter later. The next chapter is quite sweet and has some intimate contact.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)