RBCT Chapter 65 Mina's Network Showcase
Chapter 65 Mina's Network Showcase
"If you want to ask someone for help with something that has absolutely nothing to do with their interests, why do you think they would help you?"
Mina crossed her arms over her chest, crossed her long, slender legs, and sighed.
"Kim Da-hyun is my friend, and of course, you are too..." Minatozaki Sana rubbed her hair. She didn't think about things as comprehensively as Mina, or rather, she felt that given her relationship with Kim Da-hyun, she didn't need to be as considerate as Mina.
Mina silently rolled her eyes at Sana Minatozaki; she was too lazy to dwell on the previous question anymore.
Whenever it involves Jung Do-hoon, Minatozaki Sana always tries to keep her out of it, as if she were guarding against a thief.
"So, besides sending you a message, did Dahyun try anything else? Even if we're just friends, it's already very kind of her to go to this extent for you, considering you were using her connections with Jung Do-hoon, even though there weren't many connections involved."
Human relationships and social customs are so complicated...
Sana Minatozaki blinked and silently lowered her head.
She actually has high emotional intelligence and can get along well with everyone. Whether it's someone she's close to, like Zhao Meiyan, or someone she's met briefly on a show, they all have a good impression of Minatozaki Sana.
But in Mina's words, her thinking was too "petty." She might have a good relationship with others when they're joking around, but when it comes to asking for favors, it's not something that can be solved just by saying you have a good relationship.
Perhaps this is also related to her upbringing? Mina's grandfather was the vice president of Nippon Paint, her father is a well-known medical professor at Osaka University, and her mother, although she quit her job, was a well-known lawyer before.
Compared to girls like Sana Minatozaki who grew up in dual-income families, perhaps a "rich girl" like Mina Moi is better at dealing with people like Jung Do-hoon?
"What can I do?" Sana Minatozaki took a deep breath. She couldn't hide it anymore. "I just want to meet with Jung Do-hoon."
Why do you absolutely have to see him?
"Can't you just not tell me?" Sana Minatozaki asked tentatively, biting her finger, but after being rolled her eyes at by Mina Mii, she shrugged as if deflated: "Because I keep dreaming about him."
"ha?"
"It means exactly what it says..." Sana Minatosaki embellished the events of the past few days, only saying that she had some misunderstandings with Jung Do-hoon because of her dream, and wanted to resolve them as soon as possible.
Mina rubbed her swollen temples. What kind of capricious reason was this? When she was little, she always dreamed of Kamen Rider and Disney princesses.
"Let me think of something for you." She lay down on the sofa, her gaze fixed on the ceiling, and remained silent for a long time.
With an expectant look on her face, Sana Minatozaki sat timidly beside her, not daring to make a sound that might disturb her thoughts. She sat there with her body tense, not daring to move.
"If we invite him out under the guise of treating him to dinner, he definitely won't be interested, since he doesn't need a meal. But what if... we ask him to treat us to dinner?"
Mina's thoughts raced, and soon a feasible plan came to mind.
"Should I make him treat us to dinner?"
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The people who invited Jeong Do-hoon this time were Lee Sung-chon, the Busan Vice Mayor in charge of the economy, and Park Eun-hwa, Busan's Ambassador for International Relations.
The matter under discussion concerned the external publicity budget for the Busan World Expo.
According to normal procedures, all funds are managed by the Ministry of Strategy and Finance. If the Busan City Government has any questions about the funds, Mayor Park Hyung-joon should raise them at the joint meeting and discuss them at the meeting.
However, the external publicity budget is somewhat special, with nearly half of it coming from fundraising by the Korea Chamber of Commerce and Industry. The fundraising targets are the top ten conglomerates in South Korea, including Samsung, SK, Hyundai, and others, with a total investment of nearly 20 million US dollars.
Busan City government hopes that the funds can be allocated to them and used together with Busan's own external publicity funds.
Because Zheng Daoxun was directly in charge of the Expo's external publicity work, Li Chengquan privately met with Zheng Daoxun first to discuss the feasibility of the matter.
Although the Busan city government promised to fund Jung Do-hoon's overseas projects in the future, Jung Do-hoon knew very well that the World Expo was likely to end in a disastrous failure. Even if he, as a reborn person, burned himself out, the worst that could happen was that the vote count wouldn't be so badly one-sided.
Moreover, in his previous life, when Busan suffered a crushing defeat to Riyadh at the World Expo, he was on assignment in New York and was not familiar with the inside story of the World Expo application process. He had no precedent to refer to regarding which steps went wrong.
How could Busan possibly keep its promise then?
Jung Do-hoon tactfully declined Busan's request for him to intervene and instead pointed them in the right direction—if they wanted the funds, they could simply talk to the company directly.
This payment was originally a "voluntary" commitment from the ten major groups. Since it was intended for the external publicity of the World Expo, Busan could have simply contacted the ten major groups themselves, which would have greatly reduced procedural obstacles.
After leaving the hotel, Park Ah-jeong couldn't wait to ask her question—
For Jung Do-hoon, it was simply a matter of making a request to the Busan City Government; it wasn't a troublesome affair.
Jung Do-hoon sat back in the passenger seat of Park Ah-jung's car, rubbing his temples with a headache.
"If someone asks you for help with something that has absolutely nothing to do with your interests, why should you help them?"
"But this is, after all, for the application to host the World Expo. Our Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the Busan City Government are working together..." Park Ah-jeong blinked her clear eyes.
"Ya Jing, you're still too young. What if something goes wrong with this funding? Won't I be held responsible?"
Park Ah-jeong gave a frustrated "oh," noticing that the secretary beside her was a year younger than her.
She is a talented woman who graduated from a prestigious university. Her father is a Seoul city councilor and her mother works at the court, but she is still just an assistant. Meanwhile, Jung Do-hoon is already a quasi-fourth-level clerk.
When he's working, he doesn't act like a typical 25-year-old at all.
"Then, clerk, where do we go next?" Park Ya-jung glanced down at her watch; it was already 6:30 p.m.
"Just drop me off at the subway station, then you can go straight home."
"Just send me your home address. It's just a matter of stepping on the gas a few more times."
Just as Zheng Daoxun was about to politely decline, a call came in from an unknown number.
"Hello there."
"Is he Dao Xun's clerk?"
The voice sounded familiar.
"It's me, Mina."
Did TWICE have a plan for today? First, Kim Da-hyun texted him saying she wanted to treat him to dinner, and now Mina is calling.
"Is there something you need?"
"Well, I have an elder relative who works at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. He was in charge of the Osaka Expo application process. I was wondering if you might want to talk to him..."
Zheng Daoxun pondered for a moment: "Okay, when are you free? I'll treat you to a meal."
"How about tonight?"
"Okay, I'll send you the location."
Jung Do-hoon hung up the phone and sent Park Ah-jung a restaurant address: "Let's go here, we'll work overtime tonight."
Meanwhile, in Sana Minatozaki's apartment...
"Mina...do you really know someone who works at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs?"
"Yes, I know him." Mina raised her eyebrows slightly. "Or rather, it's not too late for me to get to know him now."
Sana Minatozaki glanced at her with a hint of envy, gave a dejected "oh," and then suddenly looked up:
"Mina?"
"What's wrong now?"
"You're going to such lengths to help me, so what's in it for you...?"
"Uh, we're friends, right?"