FYN Chapter 8 Wake-up Service
Chapter 8 Wake-up Service
boom!
Li Zhengyi suddenly jumped out of bed, his back covered in cold sweat, his T-shirt soaked and sticking to his skin.
He was panting heavily.
Staring at the ceiling.
It was a dream.
It's also a memory.
But for him, it was a nightmare.
The water stains on the ceiling still look like a turtle.
The noise next door is still going on, no, it's switched to another channel now, it sounds like they're doing some kind of exercise.
The bed frame creaks at a very regular frequency.
I glanced at the digital clock on the table.
12: 30.
12:30 PM.
Sunlight streamed in through the gaps in the curtains, stinging my eyes.
Two years...
No, in three more months, it will be three years, and I will still keep having the same dream.
Who framed me?
Why is everyone laughing?
And what about the persimmon dispute? It's always been like this.
He's the youngest son who spends all his time eating, drinking, and having fun, and he's good for nothing. He just graduated from university and has no real power in the company. Who does he bother?
Grass.
After lying down for a while, I reached out and touched the cigarette pack on the table; it was empty.
Unlucky.
The curtains suddenly swayed.
Without opening the windows, where is the wind coming from?
Perhaps it was just psychological, but Li Zhengyi always felt like there was a pair of eyes watching him from the outside.
This feeling has never stopped ever since I was kicked out of my home.
I thought it was someone sent by my family to spy on me, but I could never find them.
This elusive feeling is like a splinter of wood stuck in your skin—not fatal, but it just makes you feel uncomfortable all over.
I'm too lazy to care anymore.
Just as Li Zhengyi was about to turn over and go back to sleep, there was a knock on the door.
dong dong dong.
Apart from Kim Soo-ho and one of his colleagues, no one has ever been to this place.
Kim Soo-ho is probably catching up on sleep with some model right now.
Old Cui, who collects rent, came just three days ago.
Who could it be?
"Oppa".
A girl's voice.
Gently.
"Jungil Oppa".
"Get up, I brought lunch."
"Today's dish is pork rib and seaweed soup."
West 8.
A girl's voice.
Pork rib and kelp soup?
Li Zhengyi sat up with a start and realized that he was only wearing a pair of shorts and was shirtless.
No, I need to get dressed quickly.
"Wait a moment!"
Li Zhengyi shouted as he picked up the T-shirt from yesterday from the ground and smelled it.
It's alright, it doesn't have a particularly strong smell.
Put it on.
Then look for pants.
Where are the pants?
What did you take off yesterday?
Under the bed?
No.
On a chair?
nor.
There were two more knocks at the door.
"Oppa, are you busy?"
"No, no, no, wait a minute, wait a minute!"
I finally found it under my pillow.
Put it on.
I walked to the door.
His hand rested on the doorknob.
Who is it?
Accompanied by a creaking sound.
The door opened.
A pretty face appeared in Li Zhengyi's field of vision, accompanied by a bright smile and a greeting gesture.
"Surprised? Unexpected? It's me, Jisoo."
Kim Jisoo.
She was still wearing the winter uniform of Seoul Arts High School.
Li Zhengyi rolled his eyes when he saw that face.
"Oh, it's you. Give me the lunchbox, you can go now."
Lee Jung-il reached for the lunchbox, but Kim Ji-soo wouldn't let go and started wrestling with him.
"No way! The first thing she wanted to do when she got a day off was visit her oppa. Am I really that annoying?"
Seeing that the girl was about to lose her saliva, Li Zhengyi sighed, let go of her hand, and stepped aside.
"Come in, but don't touch anything, or I'll break your hand."
Kim Jisoo made a face at the male lead and then went into the room.
"I thought it would be messy, like my cousin's room. It's surprisingly tidy."
Li Zhengyi was speechless.
"Don't compare me to guys like your cousin."
Kim Jisoo placed the lunchbox on the table, turned to the male lead and said with a smile, "Of course, in my heart, if Jung-il oppa is this tall..."
She gestured with her hand to her eyes.
"So, Sooho oppa is only this tall."
She placed her hand directly on the surface of her shoe, looking disgusted.
"Because from childhood to adulthood, Sooho oppa has only ever bullied me, while Jungil oppa, you..."
"What about me?" Li Zhengyi asked.
"It's nothing, Jung-il oppa didn't have lunch, did he? I know you work the night shift, so you must be getting up late. I personally made this pork rib and seaweed soup last night, so please try it."
"I'm not hungry yet, just leave it."
Li Zheng didn't even bother to look, turned around and lay back down on the bed, closing his eyes again.
"Oppa, what's wrong? Are you still sleepy?"
Kim Ji-soo's pretty face came into Lee Jung-il's view, looking down at him from above.
"Don't bother me, I've received my lunch, you can leave now."
Li Zhengyi rolled over on the bed, turning his back to her.
"Oppa~"
The voice came from behind him; it must have been the girl squatting by the sofa, talking to the back of his head.
"Why don't you look for another job? You're so young, and you're also... quite handsome. You're smart, you know a lot, and you have a great personality. Even if you leave the family, you can definitely find a better job."
Li Zhengyi was too lazy to pay attention to her.
You thought he was really working as a shop assistant? He was just using a fake identity...
"Oppa, can't you really go home? Can't you even sincerely apologize to your father?"
"I can't go back."
"Then Oppa, why don't you come stay at my house? This place is too run-down, you'll get sick if you stay here too long."
"I like."
"Liar... Oppa is always like this, hiding everything from me and treating me like a child. I'm 19 years old this year, okay? I'll be an adult soon."
Li Zhengyi was so bothered that he couldn't sleep, so he turned around and looked at her.
Their eyes met, and they were only a bottle of mineral water's length apart.
"Do you really want to know what I think?"
Kim Jisoo's Adam's apple bobbed, and she nodded.
"Sigh~"
Lee Jung-il sat up, gestured for Kim Ji-soo, who was squatting down, to sit down next to him, and turned to look at her.
"Since you have asked so sincerely, I will mercifully tell you."
"I'm not pretending anymore."
"I'm coming clean."
"Actually, I currently have tens of millions of US dollars in assets, which will be more than YG's market value in three years."
"Pfft~"
Kim Jisoo burst out laughing instantly, then quickly covered her mouth.
YG Entertainment is one of the three major entertainment companies in the Korean Peninsula.
She might not know much about other companies, but as a trainee at YG Entertainment, she knew exactly how rich her company was.
It can't compare to conglomerates, but its market value is still in the hundreds of millions of dollars.
That's several hundred billion Korean won.
And what's the deal with this guy in front of me?
He lives in a one-bedroom apartment in Kowloon Village, works the night shift at a convenience store, and earns a monthly salary of 200 million won.
None of the clothes he was wearing were brand names.
Although he was once the young master of the CJ Lee family, he has now been expelled from the family for two and a half years.
The money in her pocket is probably less than her monthly living expenses.
"Oppa, you're kidding me again. Even little kids wouldn't believe something like that."
Li Zhengyi sighed.
He reached out and pinched Kim Jisoo's cheek, pulling her head close to his face.
"You don't believe me when I tell the truth, and you're unhappy when I lie, so what do you want to hear?"
Kim Jisoo blinked and grinned.
"If Oppa really has tens of millions of dollars, he can definitely help me do something. If he does it, I'll believe him."
"What is it?"
"It's our last high school reunion before graduation. Jenny's there too. Will you come with me?"
"this one?"
"Not only that, Oppa, didn't you brag that you have tens of millions of dollars? Then Oppa must drive a sports car and you are not allowed to borrow cars from your old friends, including my cousin."