"Oppa, don't I deserve some credit too?"
Jin Zhuxuan said playfully.
Liu Junxiang smiled apologetically, "Of course, our Zhuxuan is definitely the best."
"Hmm, my boss is a really good person."
When she spoke of this, Jin Zhuxuan, who was honored as the pinnacle of beauty in Korea by fans, involuntarily softened her tone. This, naturally, was keenly noticed by her childhood friend, Oppa Liu Junxiang.
Yet his expression remained unchanged.
He was also an idol.
Also in the industry.
How could he not understand the ins and outs and rules of the industry?
"It seems everyone likes our Zhuxuan wherever she goes."
"Oppa, don't say that, I'm not that amazing at all."
For some reason, Jin Zhuxuan suddenly felt a bit downcast.
"Didn't you just say your boss takes good care of you?"
"That's because he's very kind."
"Kind?"
Liu Junxiang seemed to think he misheard, "Zhuxuan, do capitalists possess the quality of kindness?"
