Chapter 25: The Great Festival of Songs
After simply using up the pasta taken out by Secretary Hua in the office, the two of them rushed to the song hall wearing the work cards that came out in time in the morning. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 infoThe entire hall on the first floor was full of people, artists, agents, assistants, and staff were in a hurry, Qi Zimo felt like he had come to the New York Stock Exchange, all kinds of roars came and went, shrugged and walked quickly towards the verification gate, where everyone needed to verify their identity cards in order to enter the backstage of the festival.
Qi Zimo and his entourage, one black and one silver, were too conspicuous in their professional attire, attracting the attention of all kinds of eyes. Everyone is wearing a thick down jacket in order to keep warm, and it is strange that two peculiar aliens suddenly appear and pay attention to them by the way.
"Director Qi. The sharp-eyed staff found out the identities of the two, and Qi Zimo nodded slightly in response.
"Hello, Director Qi" greeted in unison, and the staff from all directions bowed to Qi Zimo and said hello, and the noisy hall fell silent in the last moment. Qi Zimo was also surprised that so many employees could recognize him, so it seems that the "rumors" worked well.
"Hello, work hard. Tonight, MBC directors will attend the song ceremony, and we will see your efforts. With that, he walked through the checkpoint and walked inside.
The hall, which had been silent for a while, returned to a noisy state for a short time after Qi Zimo left, and the staff was more active in regulating the order of the scene. Maybe today's hard work can be exchanged for tomorrow's rising news, and it is better to wait for the opportunity than to seize the opportunity.
The apink crowd waiting for the agent in the corner also woke up from their surprise.
"It's so majestic, it feels like the ancient monarchs and ministers have arrived, and all the ministers bow in unison. Wu Xiarong was deeply shocked by the scene just now.
"That's it, Director Qi~~" Zheng Endi pulled his high voice and dragged the tail note.
"Ai-Gu, it's really handsome, but how did he become an MBC director again, this is still a treasure rich in minerals. Endi's analogy made the rest of the group laugh dumbly.
"Haha, that's okay, but the identity gap is getting farther and farther away. Sun Naen rolled her eyes as she spoke, and finally fixed on the stunned Park team next to her.
"But if someone is stubborn and forcibly ascended, it is still possible, after all, Secretary Qi's cold personality will not take the initiative to approach women. If we succeed, we'll be blessed. China and South Korea are guaranteed, should a captain make a modest contribution to the long-term development of the team?"
Park Chulong, who was being teased, looked around vigilantly, and said in a low voice: "You continue to die, and when we return to the dormitory in the evening, we will slowly talk about the stalking." ”
The threatened Sun Naen immediately turned his eyes for help to his comrades, and the "kind" Wu Xiarong succumbed to Sun Oni's pitiful eyes, hugged the arm of the captain Ernie, and whispered: "Ernie, everyone is concerned about you." Secretary Qi is about to take off the dust from the pearl shell, and if you don't work hard, the duck will fly. ”
Park Chulong was blushed by the weak tone and embarrassing content in the busyness, and hurriedly responded perfunctorily: "I know, I'll watch it." ”
"Are you still here?" The members were really shocked at this time, they knew very well that the social status of idol in South Korea was far from that of Qi Zimo's upper-class figures, and the captain was usually run out of each other's little fun, and no one took it seriously.
But this time, judging from the news vaguely revealed by the captain, Park Chulong was suspected of 'fake play', and instantly turned from watching the play to worrying, this road is not easy to walk.
"Ahh The first is to eliminate everyone's worries about her, and the second is to divert the attention of the members and let this matter pass awkwardly.
Qi Zimo and Secretary Hua are going to the backstage of the song festival, and their plan is to visit the staff and get closer to each other.
"The 'rumors' work well, you should find an opportunity to add more fire, and with the attention of those staff who are interested in joining the sincerity, you can start communicating for your own use when you have the opportunity. ”
Qi Zimo's strategy to alleviate the situation of being outnumbered is to first sow seeds in the hearts of these employees, and then throw away olive juice when the time is ripe, the success rate will be greatly improved, so that the situation of no one can be used will be greatly improved.
Secretary Hua also thought it was good, and nodded yes.
"Director Qi!"
"Hello, Director Qi. ”
The prestige of the new board of directors has spread all over the MBC, and the staff has been greeting each other endlessly.
"Secretary Qi, hello", the completely different salutations made Qi Zimo stop, and there were 7 young and beautiful little girls with different styles standing in front of him, and the words "AOA Standby Room" were posted on the door behind them. Qi Zimo was also slightly shocked to meet an "acquaintance" by chance, but he was relieved to think about what kind of place this was. looked at Shin Jimin, who was in the lead, and said, "Hello, come on at night." After shushing, he turned to leave, and in a moment the black back disappeared around the corner.
"What, if you don't look at me squarely, aren't I pretty? It's amazing to be a director, I hate it. Back in the waiting room, the AOA everyone began to make up for the final preparations, and a long-standing girl who had not yet been turned was holding her mobile phone in her hands and muttering non-stop.
"Let you not look at me, let you not look at me. The girl's fingers poked at the phone fiercely, scribbling continuously. After venting for a while, it quieted down, and after canceling the save, the photo was restored, and Qi Zimo's angular facial features appeared on the phone screen, which seemed to be a news photo of Qi Zimo appearing at Incheon Airport.
"Governor, that's not a gentleman. The cold appearance in front of AOA contrasted a lot with Qi Zimo, who had good etiquette, and Secretary Hua couldn't help but be curious.
"I don't know what to say. Qi Zimo didn't talk much about the chance encounter just now, and asked Secretary Hua to introduce the important staff in the background to know him. In the next half hour, Qi Zimo had a simple exchange with several PDs, lighting artists, and photographers of the song memorial. At the same time, I also condoled with other situations by the way, and left the backstage half an hour before the opening, so it was inconvenient to continue to disturb their work, and the meaning was expressed.
Qi Zimo, who wanted to breathe, came to the rooftop of the building alone and stood straight on the edge of the guardrail. While watching the cars in front of the TV station, I was thinking about my work arrangement in South Korea. After the decentralization of American companies, they have more free time. The only job on the South Korean side is the deployment of MBC, but now it is the initial stage, which requires a lot of time to wait, and Qi Zimo basically has nothing to do during this period. Qi Zimo, who doesn't like to waste time, needs another job to make his life fuller. South Korea's large companies that need operational consulting have the shadow of the government behind them, and it is a waste of words to cooperate and negotiate with these large companies, and it is inevitable to deal with the South Korean government, the government is too difficult under the Confucian culture, Qi Zimo does not want to participate in the political side, so he can only wait for the right time. For the time being, there is only teaching, the campus is clean, and the miscellaneous things in society have little to do with the school. Most of the exchange students who study MBAs in the United States come from Korea University, which is also the strongest MBA university in South Korea. Qi Zi thought about asking his grandfather to help contact the personnel office of Korea University, and with a letter of recommendation from his own tutor, it should be no problem to be a small lecturer. As long as you can communicate your understanding with young people, Qi Zimo didn't pay attention to the position or something. Qi Zimo, who had a rudimentary idea, was relieved and turned around to go back to the hall to watch the festival. But at this time, a girl's voice came from outside and stopped.
"Oh, oppa. I'm convenient now, are you still filming?"
"Oppa, remember me for such a hard work, the festival will start immediately, and I will appear in the middle round. Hiss~"
"It's nothing, then OPPA takes good care of itself, and we'll see you at the company's annual meeting. Well, bye. The girl finally finished the phone on and off.
"Hey, it's cold. The girl in the stage costume was only frozen for a few tens of seconds before she couldn't support it, her feet were like a thousand pounds, and the whole person slowly moved to the door, as slow as a turtle.
The black figure that suddenly appeared in front of her scared the girl silly.
Qi Zimo originally planned to wait for the girl to leave before going downstairs. After all, it's rude to hear someone talking on the phone, albeit unintentionally. But looking at the girl's strange walking movements, I realized that the other party's feet should be frozen and numb. He walked up to the girl from the side and asked if she needed help.
"Are you alright?" a slightly warm voice woke up the overwhelmed girl.
"......Ahh Are you Secretary Qi?" the girl was a little unresponsive, but seemed to recognize Qi Zimo. Qi Zimo saw that he was recognized by the girl with heavy makeup, and he should also know the other party, so he took a serious look.
"Are you Park Ji-yeon?" asked in a tone that was very uncertain. The last time Qi Zimo saw Park Ji-yeon was at the end of their practice, completely without makeup and sweating profusely, Park Ji-yeon's eyes at that time looked round without eye makeup, and her facial features were not so distinct, like an underage girl. And now Park Ji-yeon has painted thick eyebrows and elongated eye corners, and her nose and lips are also painted extremely bewitching and sexy. Looking down, the stage outfit is even more bold, the fabric is very thin big red blazer, the inside is a chest-length small placket, and the chest is faintly exposed with white flowers! The lower body is matched with waist-length shorts of the same color as the suit, and the lower edge of the pants only reaches the root of the thigh, in addition to the whole body is a pair of sexy black transparent stockings, the style is a little more interesting. The whole person is dressed up very sexy, and it is full of sexual suggestion.
Looking at the other party's ostentatious dress, Qi Zimo instantly frowned deeply.
"Why are you dressed like this?" asked like this, not only because the outfit was too out of line, but also because the other party was stupid enough to wear such a cool runway to blow the cold wind.
Park Ji-yeon noticed that Qi Zimo's tone was a little displeased, and although she felt a little inexplicable, she explained in a low voice: "I'll come out to call." ”
"I know you're calling, I'm asking why you dress like this, and your group is also taking the sexy route?" Qi Zimo replied angrily, he was more or less disgusted by this kind of revealing performance, especially when the performers were still young.
"No, no, it's just me. Park Ji-yeon became quieter and quieter the more she spoke, and finally squatted down slightly, not knowing whether she couldn't stand the cold or was embarrassed.
Qi Zimo's brows furrowed even tighter, and after a little thought, he knew that the other party was so self-willing, sighed lightly and took off his coat and suit, and draped them on Park Zhiyan one by one, Qi Zimo, who had just taken off his clothes, immediately felt the cold wind, and understood the reason why this girl was trembling when she spoke.
Park Ji-yeon, who was surrounded by warmth, immediately reacted and wanted to get up and refuse, but when she looked up and saw Qi Zimo's cold eyes, she didn't dare to disobey, and said glutinously for a long time: "Thank you." ”
"Just write down my number and give it back to me another day. Qi Zimo immediately went downstairs after seeing Park Ji-yeon obediently obeying orders. Park Ji-yeon, who was left behind, tightened her clothes with her hands, allowing herself to be wrapped a little tighter, and Qi Zimo's strength seemed to make her forget something. After trying to think about it for a while, he finally gave up and walked towards the waiting room in a daze.