Peninsula Platinum Era

Chapter 46 The Quail Egg is Staring at You (Please Read On)
"Why are you dressed so formally for the party's founding ceremony? People who don't know better might think you're Bae Hyun-jin."

Yesterday, I was thoroughly captivated by Zhao Meiyan's tenderness, but today I have to come to Pentang to attend my mentor's ceremony for the reunification of political parties. I feel rather bored.

The secretary pursed her lips, thinking to herself that you were dressed quite well, but what she said aloud was that she couldn't embarrass Director Chen.

Chen Shijun wasn't really interested in these things, but ultimately this relationship still needed to be maintained. Bontang was very close, even closer than it took to get to some areas of Seoul.

In the church hall provided by the Pentang District Church, the early spring twilight shone through the stained-glass windows, casting colorful stripes on the blue party emblem backdrop, which seemed to resemble the messy factions that the Kuomintang had previously merged into.

There was no overwhelming crowd, but there was also no desolation with rows of empty chairs. Chen Shijun sat upright in the third row by the aisle.

Secretary Li gazed at the young man who had once refused the teacher's invitation to join, his fingertips unconsciously tracing the gold lettering on the edge of the invitation, lost in thought.

Standing on the makeshift platform, although his mentor looked bulky, there was a different kind of sorrow about him. Chen Shijun straightened up and showed a serious expression.

From the immense attention garnered when it emerged as a dark horse in 2012 to the current simple relaunch ceremony in Bundang, it seems worlds apart from the grand founding ceremony at Daejeon Stadium back then.

"The New Party's political line is pragmatic centrism. Rather than clinging to old ideologies, it is better to find the best solution for the present situation, communicate, compromise, reach a consensus, and finally implement it. This is the correct form of pragmatic centrism."

As Chen Shih-Chun listened, his gaze swept across the front row, where several pro-An Fellowship members of the Future Party had followed him and had become his last remaining core group and die-hard supporters.

The reporters in the back row mechanically pressed the shutter, the flash dancing on Dr. An's wrinkles. Chen Shijun heard words such as "political purges, conglomerate monopolies, youth unemployment," and also the famous saying, "The people are the masters of the country."

"You've been saying this for ten years! Teacher, why are you becoming less and less confident?"

Chen Shijun turned his head and muttered something, seemingly talking to Secretary Li, or perhaps talking to himself, but Secretary Li didn't give him a chance to continue his reverie.

"I don't know if he's confident enough. All I know is that there's a quail egg staring at Director Chen from the side and behind. It's a very round and beautiful quail egg."

The man was greatly surprised. What did she mean by staring at him like a quail egg? What was this girl talking about? He couldn't help but follow her gaze.

He couldn't help but be amused when he saw it. It was a young girl, probably around twenty years old, with a jawline that receded sharply at an almost acute angle, forming a steeper curve than the traditional oval face.

This looks like the sharp, tapering shape of a quail egg's bottom, especially with the hair tied close to the scalp at the back of the head, which makes the rounded skull appear like an eggshell, creating a perfect sense of enclosure that makes you want to reach out and touch it.

Actually, she was just a pretty and cute girl, but unfortunately, Secretary Li had such a mean mouth that she made Chen Shijun unable to get out of the impression of a quail egg.

He managed to give the other person a smiling look, but the other person seemed to shrink back like a startled bird. Chen Shijun could only turn around and glare at Secretary Enhui.

"She's been staring at you for at least three minutes. Usually, in this situation, it's because you're handsome, and she might have fallen in love at first sight."

Sometimes, when Chen Shijun wasn't averse to her, she would deliberately blur the lines between her subordinate and her mistress, even though she possessed dual attributes and was a capable person in every sense of the word.

"Be serious when you're working. I'm paying you to work for me, not for you to make fun of me."

He pinched her thigh hard and discreetly on her pantyhose. This violent act left Miss Eunhye angry but unable to speak out. However, she said that she had also been a student, and it was normal for female students to swoon when they met handsome men.

Chen Shijun thought it might be the daughter of some party member, but he wasn't interested in knowing. As the ceremony was about to end, he went up to Dr. An and started chatting.

Liu Zhimin (hereinafter referred to as Liu Zhimin, the most widely used but incorrect translation in China) felt utterly annoyed today. Her father, an ordinary civil servant, had been assigned by the district government to organize and coordinate a chaotic event on his birthday. She had bought a gift with her saved allowance and came here to wait for her father to get off work so they could go home together, but these old folks seemed to have endless things to say.

My father said that many important people came today, including that chubby guy I often see on TV, and some old men I didn't recognize. Apparently, several of them are members of Congress and you can't afford to offend them.

Watching her father busily coordinating and organizing services for the event, Zhimin looked around somewhat dissatisfied. Suddenly, among a group of oddly dressed old men, she spotted someone with a different style.

Although she has a general fondness for handsome men, the one in front of her seemed much more appealing than the young male trainees or even the senior idols in the company.

There was a pretty woman sitting next to me, I don't know what our relationship is, but whatever our relationship is, it doesn't affect my ability to look, does it? Does South Korea have a law that forbids people from looking at handsome men?

Furthermore, as a woman, I'm not afraid of being publicly shamed for sexual harassment based on my gaze. There are no cases of women getting into trouble for looking at handsome men in South Korea; on the contrary, there are many.

"This person is so young, I wonder what he does for a living."

Seeing Chen Shijun walk straight up, he chatted happily with today's protagonist, Ahn Cheol-soo, and a group of councilors, showing no awkwardness due to his youth.

Chen Shijun has always been praised for his handsome appearance and eloquent speech. He is composed and elegant in his conversations, and regardless of his own abilities, his demeanor always makes him seem extraordinary.

"Today wasn't a wasted trip; it's better than those old men."

My father was talking to the guards, which was taking up too much time. My sister and mother must be getting impatient at home.

Fortunately, the party's founding ceremony was relatively short, and the crowd gradually dispersed. The young and handsome man seemed to be leaving as well, and the woman beside him respectfully draped her coat over him.

As if noticing her warm gaze, she actually turned around and smiled at her. Although it didn't look very warm, it was still quite beautiful.

Responding with what she considered her brightest smile, the girl didn't notice that her once fair and tender face was now tinged with pink, one of her distinctive features.

Fair skin is particularly prone to blushing, and once it blushes, it easily spreads to the neck. I don't even realize it myself, and I'm about to debut, but this innate reaction is something I can't seem to change.

"What? They're quite polite, hehe. I wonder what they do for a living."

The girl shook her head, putting it all behind her. Most of the people had left, and she believed she would be able to go home with her father soon.

As a Catholic, I naturally lent a hand as I watched the congregation tidying up the area, but then I noticed something seemed to have been left behind where the man had been sitting.

"what is this?"

With an invitation, a name card holder, and a badge in hand, Liu Zhimin rushed out of the church, but she couldn't find the two figures in the crowd.

"What? Why are you running so fast? Let me see what it says: 'We cordially invite Director Chen Shijun of Big Hit to grace us with his presence...' Big Hit?"

Holding the invitation, Liu Zhimin looked at the antique-looking yet luxurious business card holder and the small badge in her hand, wondering if it was important to that person.

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