In 1993, as a private television station, MBC finally completed the transition from the era of color television to the era of multimedia.

The TV station said that a subsidiary would be established within this year, and that some personnel would be able to come from the crowded company headquarters building.

A lot of people are looking forward to it, and there are a lot of people who are dismissive.

In the eyes of some people, the most important thing is to keep the current job bowl.

As a result, some people want to work hard, and some people want to hold their seats.

In the 90s, the headquarters building of MBC TV station was still a little cramped, and it was crowded with busy people every day.

Serious employees are afraid that they will not be able to find a place if they want to do things, and for those non-staff personnel, the space left will naturally become smaller and smaller.

At this time, in a small conference room on the first floor of the MBC TV building, a middle-aged man was furious.

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The middle-aged man frothed at the mouth and shook the thick stack of scripts in his hand, and scanned the group of TV screenwriters present with annoyed eyes.

Everyone felt his gaze, and both men and women lowered their heads in restraint.

In the 90s, the audience of Korean TV dramas only focused on the screen and never paid attention to the people behind the scenes, and of course, there were no so-called famous screenwriters and famous writers.

In this building, everyone is a part-time worker, at most you are a little famous, you can be regarded as a part-time worker with a higher salary.

What's more, none of the people sitting in this room have ever written anything truly outstanding...... No, there seems to be such one.

After a fire, the middle-aged man suddenly noticed a figure in the corner who was still writing with a pencil down.

He squinted his eyes, stared at the other party's face, which was a little too beautiful compared to the profession of screenwriter, thought about it, cleared his throat, turned to the others and said, "...... Get out of here. I'm telling you, if you can't get anything decent at the last chance, you'll all fuck me off!"

The group looked at each other, and finally one by one they stood up and walked towards the outside of the conference room.

When it was the figure in the corner to stand up, the middle-aged man hurriedly stopped her: "Eh, Teacher Han, you stay for a while." ”

The other party's footsteps paused, and he turned his head to look at him.

"Yes, it's you, Mr. Han, I still have something to tell you. The middle-aged man beckoned at her.

Several female screenwriters who seemed to be traveling with her shook her hand and secretly glanced at her, she smiled slightly, nodded to her companions, and then turned around with her notes, and didn't sit down, and asked directly: "Director, is there anything wrong?"

"Teacher Han, I know you're different from everyone else. Although you are not an official member of our station, I also know the news behind the scenes. ”

The middle-aged man took out a crumpled pack of cigarettes from his arms and lit it on his mouth.

After smelling the smoke wafting in the air, the woman frowned imperceptibly, followed her to look at the middle-aged man who sat down in his seat again, and asked, "Director, if you have anything to say, just say it." ”

"Don't worry...... Come, you sit, you sit, you sit first. ”

Seeing the middle-aged man smiling and waving to her, the woman was silent for a moment, but pulled out a nearby chair and sat down.

"Don't sit so far, come, sit closer. ”

At this moment, the woman finally got impatient.

She frowned, and asked the middle-aged man in a not very good tone: "Chief, if you have anything to say, please say it quickly." ”

After being rejected by the woman in person, the middle-aged man's face seemed to be a little unbearable, he coughed with a not very good face, then frowned and looked at the woman and said, "Teacher Han! I know that many people in our station respect you very much, this is the treatment that talented people should receive, and I have nothing to say." However, I think that while others are respectful, shouldn't you also respect others? I heard yesterday that you brought your child to the stage?"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man's fingers poked the table hard, making a "knock, knock" sound.

"This is a workplace, not a place for you to take care of your children! Since you come to work in our station, can you obey the order in a public place?"

As soon as she heard what the other party wanted to say, the woman seemed to have lost her confidence all of a sudden.

She pursed her lips, got up and bowed to the middle-aged man, and said, "Yes, this matter is indeed something I did wrong." I'll keep an eye on it later. Merely...... It's just that my son hasn't gone to school yet, and I've been keeping him at home, and I'm not very relieved, so I ......."

"Do you have a hard time, and there is nothing else going on at home?"

The middle-aged man slapped the table angrily, "That's how everyone comes! Work hard, why are you the only one to be special?"

The woman knew that she was wrong, so she had to purse her lips and lower her head even more.

The middle-aged man took two puffs of his cigarette, squinted at her, and suddenly said, "But, if I'm not mistaken, your son is five or six years old this year, right? Why haven't you gone to school at this age...... Ah, you haven't done it yet, right?"

After hearing the other party's meaningful tone, the woman silently clasped her hands, and soon she raised her head and said solemnly to the middle-aged man: "Don't worry, similar situations will not happen again in the future." ”

After saying this, she didn't pay any attention to the middle-aged man, turned around and opened the door of the conference room and walked out.

"Oh yes, what a ......."

There was a faint scolding behind her, and she paused, took a deep breath, and continued walking.

Rounding the bustling workspace, she immediately saw the short figure sitting on a bench and shaking her calves in the waiting area for guests.

All of a sudden, a beautiful smile bloomed on his cold face.

"Son~ My doll mother is off work~ Let's go home?"

She smiled and spread her hands to meet the little boy sitting on the bench.

As a result, to the amusement of the passers-by next to her, the little boy sitting on the chair pursed his lips in disgust after looking at her smiling face, and turned his face away.

"Ah, can't you see your puppet mother?"

She wrinkled her nose dissatisfied, sat beside her son, picked him up and put him in her arms, and kept rubbing his little face with her nose.

It wasn't until the gaze of others made the little boy's serious little face uncontrollable that he looked back at the smiling woman helplessly, and sighed very little.