Ren Feng turned on his phone and connected, and what ca through was a slightly puffed-up voice.
"You jerk, why didn't you call ?"
Mo Yuqi was lying on the bed, a bit angry, a bit resentful. Seriously, this jerk hasn't contacted in over a month?
"Yuqi, my bad, I've been traveling and really just forgot. Next ti I co, I'll treat you to sothing good to make up for it, okay?"
"Really?" Mo Yuqi's eyes lit up. "Then I'll have a concert in Jiangnan City around next month."
"Really?"
"Of course, my studies this sester are almost over, my schedule is full, even booked into next year."
"I don't believe it," Ren Feng said with a smile, holding the phone between his shoulder and ear while putting a towel into hot water with his hands.
"Why not? I'll tell you, next month I'll be having a concert in Jiangnan City, and then there's also a Best Actress Award for a film, it's the Zijin Globe Award, I'll be going to receive it next year," Mo Yuqi said proudly.
Ren Feng had heard of the Zijin Globe Award; it carries significant weight among film awards, an international one.
"You're amazing."
"Thanks for the complint." Mo Yuqi, in a good mood, got up from the bed. She was wearing a thin lingerie and small panties, with her long legs running around.
"When you co next month, I'll take you to eat sothing nice."
"Okay, it's a deal then."
Just after hanging up, Ning Lan's voice sounded: "Yuqi, hurry up, there's a fan eting later."
"Alright, alright, don't rush . Can't I get a little more sleep?"
Ren Feng hung up the phone, also finished freshening up, and left the villa.
He bought a newspaper on the street, carefully looked at it, and found the front page was all about the anti-China protests in South Korea, and so newspapers even dedicated entire pages to it.
After carefully reading, he realized that the anti-China sentint had beco severe, even the South Korean Governnt was struggling to control it. Moreover, there was news that Huaxia and South Korea were arguing over which country traditional Chinese dicine belonged to.
The South Korean side claid that traditional Chinese dicine should be called Korean dicine, originating from South Korea, while practitioners of Chinese dicine in Huaxia were all enraged.
Ren Feng checked the online opinions as well, with almost all netizens on Weibo expressing anger.
"South Koreans are so damn shaless, they claim everything is theirs. A few years ago, they even tried to steal our Dragon Boat Festival for UNESCO listing, truly shaless, even claid Qu Yuan was from their country!"
"The one above is wrong, South Koreans have been shaless for a long ti, claid Confucius was from their country, now they say traditional Chinese dicine is theirs. I can only say: last year I bought a bag!"
"Let share what's being said on South Korean forums, they say our country's dical skills can't compare to theirs, it's obvious that our dical skills are plagiarized from them."
"Damn, I'm so pissed off, can't anyone deal with this damn country?"
Ren Feng turned off his phone, frowning slightly. The criticism was everywhere, but it was useless; Huaxia and South Korea were also engaging in urgent diplomacy.
On this matter, Ren Feng couldn't help, he could only watch the situation unfold.
Putting away the newspaper, Ren Feng was about to move forward when suddenly, a commotion erupted ahead.
"Smash this store!"
"Yeah, smash this Korean store!"
"Stop! Don't smash it!"
The shouts intertwined from both sides, and Ren Feng looked from a distance. A group of people was surrounding a store, looking aggressive, and a policeman was blocking the way.
Bai Xiaoyue!
Ren Feng frowned, hurried over.
"South Korea is nothing, and you're still selling Korean goods, everyone, smash this store!"
A middle-aged man with a fierce look in his eyes shouted the loudest, with others echoing him.
"Yeah, smash it!"
"Smash it!"
Bai Xiaoyue stood in front, her face anxious, unable to stop this group of people who seed to have gone crazy.
"Officer, you better move aside, this store is still selling Korean stuff, unforgivable!"
Bai Xiaoyue shouted, "Calm down, everyone!"
But she couldn't stop them. The one who was shouting the loudest grabbed a stick and smashed it toward the shop!
But Bai Xiaoyue was in front of him, and the stick was equivalent to hitting Bai Xiaoyue.
Bai Xiaoyue was shocked, trying to grab the other person's stick to control him, but unexpectedly, he was so strong that one hit made Bai Xiaoyue retreat repeatedly.
"Good smash!"
The people behind were going crazy too.
This person seed to be in a frenzy, swinging the stick at Bai Xiaoyue again, but just then, a figure dashed over, and the stick was kicked away mid-air.
The strong man glared at Ren Feng and charged at him, but Ren Feng slapped him, sending him flying to the ground!
The sudden turn of events left everyone stunned, bringing so people back to their senses. Ren Feng coldly said, "Anyone else who steps forward, don't bla for being ruthless!"
Ren Feng slightly released his aura, which instantly changed the faces of those people, looking at Ren Feng with fear.
"Xiaoyue, are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Bai Xiaoyue's delicate face slightly frowned. She wasn't as strong as that man, which put her at a disadvantage.
"You dislike South Korea, fine, no problem, but using this as an excuse to destroy fellow citizens' property, do you think that's appropriate?" Ren Feng said blandly.
"But he's selling stuff to Koreans!"
The strong man got up from the ground.
"What's wrong with selling stuff to Koreans? Who hasn't used Korean products? If you have the guts, go to South Korea and smash and rob there. What kind of bravery is destroying fellow citizens' things?" Ren Feng said coldly, his gaze turning to the others.
"And you all, mindlessly following? Hating South Korea is fine, but venting on fellow citizens, don't you find that childish?" Ren Feng looked at them. "If you have true courage, go to South Korea now and confront those Koreans, don't just hide behind and make noise!"
These words left everyone speechless.
Bai Xiaoyue looked at the nervous shop owner inside the store and said, "Owner, it's okay now, you can co out."
The shop owner ca out, looked at the strong man, and hesitantly asked, "Are you going to retaliate against ?"
The strong man was stunned, then said, "I just hate South Korea!"
"Mr. Li, explain what's going on?" Bai Xiaoyue asked.
"It's like this. Last ti he and his girlfriend ca to my store to buy sothing, but it was too expensive. They bargained, but I didn't agree. After more than an hour, he threatened to smash my store," Mr. Li said nervously.
Bai Xiaoyue coldly looked at the strong man. "It seems you'll have to go to the police station with ."
The strong man saw Bai Xiaoyue approaching and suddenly turned around and ran!
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