Lee Jung-jae just put down the phone, looked at the non-stop number suspiciously, and frowned slightly: "Why didn't Min Yu answer the phone?"

As soon as the words fell, the bell rang, and Lee Jung-jae connected: "Well, what's wrong? What?! Min Yu has been arrested!!What the hell is going on!! You can say it well! Forget it, I will be at the company in fifteen minutes, and you will explain the words to me clearly at that time!"

It was still the interrogation room, and the interrogators asked one by one: "Name"

Song Minyu leaned back, leaned back on his chair, and was silent for a long time, perhaps annoyed by the police officer on the opposite side who kept asking "name", so he made a muddy voice from his throat: "Song Minyu." ”

"Gender. ”

“·······”

"Gender"

“·····”

"Gender"

"Male..."

"About you forgery..."

"I don't know. ”

Song Minyu maintained this rhythm of answering, answered all the questions, and once the part involving the facts of the crime was involved, he changed his answer: "I don't know." ”

The interrogator turned off the voice recorder, sorted out the materials, and prepared to go out, and asked casually before getting up: "I heard that you are glass, of course, I don't discriminate, I'm just curious, are you 1 or 0?"

Song Minyu paused, gradually lowered his head, his eyes were looking straight ahead, his eyes were sharp and he looked at the other side, and roared from his throat: "Get out of !!"

Lee Jung-jae, who drove to the company, saw a subordinate who had called before coming up to greet him as soon as he entered the gate. Lee Jung-jae waved his hand: "Don't ramble on anything else, tell me what's going on!"

The agent panicked and stumbled in his speech, and the man with glasses in charge of personnel put down the phone, walked to Lee Jung-jae's side, and told him what he had just learned from the police station.

Lee Jung-jae's brows furrowed: "Forged signatures, forged whose signatures? Mine? Why don't I know?"

The man with glasses helped his eyes and said, "No, Song Minyu Xi forged other people's signatures and caused losses." Listening to the meaning of the police station, it is not the signature of which unit to forge, but the forgery of other people's personal signatures, as for who, the police station did not disclose. ”

Lee Jung-jae frowned and thought for a long time to no avail, and directly ordered: "Let the legal department go to the police station to check the situation, if they can't do it, they will hire other law firms in Seoul." ”

In the SBS broadcast hall, Zhang Shi relied on the contacts he had accumulated before, and after owing a few favors, he finally made an appointment for 5 minutes from a director of the SBS Arts Bureau.

Zhang Shi wore the suit of more than 2,000 US dollars given by Xu Xian, and Jin Enshu also specially changed into the most decent clothes that his family bought with a small loan from the bank when he was admitted to the prosecutor a few years ago.

The front desk led the two to the elevator, and when they got out of the elevator, the director's secretary was already waiting. The secretary took the two of them to the door of the director's office, knocked on the door and got permission, signaled Zhang Shi and the two to wait, and pushed the door open and went in to ask for instructions.

Jin Enshu pursed his lips and complained in a low voice: "The people are not very good, the shelf is not small, and the bureaucratic atmosphere of a private TV station is so strong, no wonder it ·····"

Zhang Shi smiled and asked, "What's the wonder?"

Kim shook his head: Nothing.

After a while, the secretary walked out and motioned for the two to go in, and Zhang Shi straightened the hem of his clothes and walked in first. SBS's director of the Arts Bureau is a middle-aged man with a slightly chubby body, gold-rimmed glasses, and a dignified expression.