When the reporters were carrying long guns and short guns around the arrival hall of the airport, a Boeing passenger plane had already flown over the capital, and half of the passengers of this plane were "Korean sightseeing groups." Many of them were coming to China for the first time, and they were all curious to look down through the portholes, and from time to time they let out a few exclamations.

"There are so many high-rise buildings in Huaxia!"

"This is the capital of China, isn't it normal to be prosperous at all!"

"But they're really dense with high-rise buildings here!"

"Wow! Look at that airport! Oh my God! Is that the airport where we're going to land!"

"This airport looks half the size of Seoul!"

"What's the use of just having a big place, will it be more prosperous than our Seoul!"

A disdainful voice put an end to the exclamation of these dirt buns, this person who talked to death was none other than the most senior one in the stick who came to China to "study" this time, the famous Korean director Park Hyun-kyung.

Park Hyun-kyung is in his early thirties, and like Fat Brother, he is also a hot cash cow in the eyes of South Korean management, but he is much more diligent than Fat Brother, and his background is also not comparable to Fat Brother's Pengcheng Welfare Institute.

Needless to say, the other juniors on the plane, after all, South Korea is a hierarchical country, and the achievements of other peers like him are not as good as him, so he shouted this voice, and the other people on the plane basically stopped talking and whispered instead.

Jin Wenhao, who was sitting in front, also heard Park Hyun-kyung's words, but he just snorted coldly, in Huaxia's words, he was a frog at the bottom of the well, and he was really looking forward to seeing Park Hyun-kyung's appearance that he had never seen the world!

At this time, the Beijing International Airport has also been arranged, and many students of the film and television school are holding banners, looking elated, but the banners are written in Chinese characters.

Not far away is the fat brother and his party, as the ground tour guide of this "tour group", how to say that I still have to be there, but this goods not only know how to think, but are surrounded by acquaintances and wear big sunglasses.

The airport security guards also looked like they were waiting around them, but looking at the way they stared at the exit, they didn't know whether to prevent the crowd from rushing in, or to prevent the sticks inside from rushing out and jumping all over the airport.

"It's out!"

The crowd didn't know who shouted, and the fat brother and others who were chatting hurriedly looked at the exit.

The first thing that appeared was Jin Wenhao's big cake face, and when he saw the fat brother, he immediately walked up quickly, and his eyes narrowed into slits with a smile: "Hello boss!"

In the past, Jin Wenhao was also Zhou Zong Zhou, and sometimes he even called his full name, since he knew that he and Li Bingchang were "worship brothers", he began to change his name to the boss, and shouted that it was enthusiastic, that it was willing.

The "boss" with this sentence of words and words was stunned, and the fat brother saw Shizhang and the others with a surprised expression on their faces and hurriedly explained: "Xiaojin is more enthusiastic!"

Goldie?

This big-faced plate looks like it's all forty, right?

"Coming, coming, coming, they're coming. ”

The fat brother still looked suspicious when he saw a few people, and the fat brother hurriedly pointed to the sticks who came out after Jin Wenhao and forcibly changed the topic.

Seeing that everyone's attention was successfully diverted, the fat brother quietly took a few steps back, and kept waving to the reporters outside, signaling that it was time for them to get on!

Wen Shizhang, who was standing aside with his hands and laughing and watching the excitement, suddenly didn't know that he was pushed from behind, and several people were originally standing in a row, but now it became Wen Shizhang standing at the front.

Park Hyun-kyung, who was walking in front of the stick, was not confused all of a sudden, and walked straight towards Wen Shizhang with a smiling ghostly face.

Seeing this, Jin Wenhao, who had been greeted in advance, hurriedly and enthusiastically introduced: "This is Mr. Wen Shizhang, president of the Huaxia Film and Television Actors Association, he used to be a hot star in China, but now he has retreated behind the scenes and continues to contribute to the Huaxia entertainment industry......!

Park Xianjing ignored the outstretched hand of Wen Shizhang, who was smiling and groaning, and stared at his old face very rudely for a long time and said, "Didn't you say that Zhou Otherwise, why did you come to such an old man." ”

Jin Wenhao was like being struck by the Nine Heavens Xuanlei, stupidly in place and didn't know how to translate, who knew that Park Hyun-kyung even brought his own translator, and the translator with a hole in his brain actually translated Park Hyun-kyung's words intact.

It's over, it's over!

Jin Wenhao hurriedly threw a look for help to the fat brother hiding behind Wen Shizhang, who knew that Wen Shizhang was silent when he heard this, and still replied with a smile on his face: "Director Zhou would be very happy if he knew that he still had such a heavyweight fan overseas." ”

Young people are young people, how can there be Wen Shizhang, the old fox, who can hold his breath, was provoked by Wen Chang, his face immediately collapsed, just about to go crazy, a microphone was stuffed in his mouth, and several other microphones also blocked him tightly, as soon as he saw that it was a reporter, Park Xianjing suppressed his anger again.

"Welcome friends from the literary and art circles from South Korea, what is the purpose of your visit to China this time?"

The reporter asked quickly.

Jin Wenhao saw that Park Hyun-kyung was still working hard to "wrestle" with the microphone, so he hurriedly grabbed a microphone and said in stiff Mandarin: "We have made a special trip to study and understand your country's culture and the advanced concepts and knowledge of your country's film and television drama industry more deeply. ”

Park Hyun-kyung couldn't understand Mandarin, and he didn't know what Kim Wen-ho was talking nonsense about, but his translator understood, and the translator's eyes widened and he didn't know if he wanted to translate truthfully.

"Then how did you arrange your trip this time?"

Another reporter asked.

"We hope to go to your country's schools and discuss with the students, and we think this method will definitely be rewarding!"

Saying that, Jin Wenhao also clenched his fist with a full heart, indicating that he was full of confidence in this.

............

"Last question, I would like to ask what is your relationship with Director Park Hyun-kyung, who led the team this time?"

"Oh, I'm director Park Hyun-kyung's assistant, and we've known each other for years. ”

Speaking of the second half of the sentence, Kim Wenhao is not false at all, he has indeed known Park Hyun-kyung for many years, and he has been an audience since Park Hyun-kyung's first work.

The reporters came and went in a hurry, and Park Hyun-kyung, who came back to his senses, was full of anger and swiped his hairstyle messed up by the microphone, and was just about to ask the translator what Kim Wen-ho said just now, Kim Wen-ho enthusiastically broke Park Hyun-kyung, pointed to the banner pulled by the students not far away, and said: "Director Park, you see how enthusiastic they are, they are all warmly welcoming our arrival, isn't it, Liu Translator?"

Seeing Park Hyun-kyung looking at him, the portable translator hurriedly said, "What Assistant Jin said is that the banners are all words of welcome. ”

was interrupted like this, Park Xianjing's face looked a little better, and his heart was still polite to these Chinese people, but when did Jin Wenhao, the old boy, become Assistant Jin?

"Director Park, it is said that these fans who pull banners are all students, and I think we can go to the major schools to give them a lesson at the first stop, and a little bit of talk is enough to let these children know how powerful we are in the Republic of Korea!"

Seeing this, Jin Wenhao hurriedly proposed.

"Hmm. ”

Park Hyun nodded respectfully, thinking that Kim Moon-ho's suggestion was quite good.

Jin Wenhao, who had successfully retired, wiped his sweat and handed over this arrogant and difficult master to Wen Shizhang to deal with, and he quietly approached the fat brother wearing big sunglasses and asked: "Boss, do you want me to take away all these people's passports?"

Seeing Jin Wenhao's ruthless face, Wei Wenhua, Peng Ruijin and others on the side were shocked when they heard this.

The fat brother also said with a strange look: "Big brother, were you a snake head before?"