159 You Have Something on Your Mind (Part I)

"What is the price of Jiang Hudong's single episode of the show now?"

Zhao Zhenxian: "At present, Jiang Hudong has just made a comeback after being clarified because of the tax avoidance scandal, and his popularity has fallen seriously, and the price is not expensive, only 6 percent of Liu Zaishi's and more than 4 percent of Shen Dongye's. ā€

Zhang Shi clenched his fists and lightly hammered his palms: "Then it's up to him, for us at this stage, the cost performance is very suitable, please ask Writer Zhao to contact Jiang Hudong..."

Zhao Zhenxian seemed to think of something and picked up the phone, his fingers flew, and he looked up with a sad face for a while: "Zhang Shixi, Jiang Hudong's current brokerage company is SMC, a subsidiary of SM & amp; amp; CĀ·Ā·Ā·Ā·Ā·Ā·ā€

Zhang Shi's brows furrowed subconsciously: "Leave this to me, I'll try it." The rest will do so according to the list, and then slowly adjust their settings according to the situation during the shooting. ā€

Zhao Zhenxian nodded: "Okay, I understand." ā€

Xu Minsheng tilted his head slightly, and the coffee rolled into his throat, and two lines overflowed from the corners of his mouth, dripping on his clothes. Zhao Zhenxian couldn't look past it and scolded him.

Xu Minsheng turned his head inexplicably: "What's the matter, Zhenxian?" Zhao Zhenxian raised his finger and pointed at the coffee stains on Xu Minsheng's body, and he didn't want to say half a word speechlessly.

Zhang Shi smiled and said he didn't care: "Then the contact work of other people will be left to you." ā€

Zhao Zhenxian: "Inside, don't worry, Zhang Shixi." ā€

In the downward elevator, Zhang Shi leaned against the wall and closed his eyes for a long time, took out his mobile phone and his fingers flew.

With the relationship between healing camp and PD, he has been involved in SBS, and sunny is participating in the broadcast of the video station as a guest.

Zhang Shi stood on the outermost side and looked at the sunny inside through the glass, in addition to sunny, there are two junior idols who debuted half a year later than the younger.

Zhang Shi recognized at a glance that the agent next door was SM's agent who was playing with his mobile phone not far away, and his impression seemed to be about a year and a half later than himself.

40 minutes later, sunny and PD and other staff members said hello and walked out first, Zhang Shi beckoned, and sunny left his agent and stepped forward: "Oba is here, I've been waiting for a long time." ā€

Zhang Shi shook his head and handed her the coffee in his hand: "It's okay, it didn't take long." ā€

Sunny looked up at Jang Seok who was about to speak, and said, "Why did you remember to come to me today?

Zhang Shi shook his head: "No, it's not Taeyeon's business." ā€

Sunny clapped his hands and said firmly, "That's Xu Xian's business!"

Zhang Shi: "Ā·Ā·Ā·Ā·Ā·Ā·Ā·Ā·"

Sunny: "Do you want to drink?"

Seeing Zhang Shi shaking his head, Sunny's expression couldn't hide his disappointment, and Zhang Shi said in one sentence: "Your point is to drink, right?"

Sunny shrugged, Zhang Shi raised his wrist and glanced at the time: "Let's go, it's already time to eat, you haven't eaten yet, I'll have a treat today, I'll go to the house you frequent." ā€

Sunny raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Is Oba having a lot of money lately? No, Oba is still far from being profitable." ā€

Zhang Shi shook his head and was reluctant to say more: "Earn some money from the financial market." ā€

Sunny Zhengse persuaded: "Oba is not in a situation where you can speculate in stocks now!"

Zhang Shi: "I've basically quit." ā€

The dim lighting, the tranquil environment, and the melodious blues of the bar are no different than the small number of people.

I ordered a bottle of Johnny Aker, and after two cups, Sunny stretched a lot between his eyebrows.

Zhang Shi also asked Sunny to dredge up the matter of inviting Jiang Hudong, and after the work was talked, he was drinking, and Sunny drank fiercely, whether it was whiskey or shochu, Zhang Shi couldn't hold it up one after another.

Chewing an ice cube to sober up, Zhang Shi looked at the still sober Sunny and said, "I watched you outside the broadcast for half an hour today, and I didn't find that you didn't sprinkle once, but"