"......" Cui Zhencheng looked at Han Zaixi speechlessly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info She couldn't help but pat her head. He is already so rich, what other goals does he need?

"Actually, your idea is very good! But the water in the entertainment industry is very deep! I can't do it sometimes! I can't fully achieve my goal or something. It's better to live in peace." Han Zai Xi sighed. It's not that he doesn't have a goal, it's that his goal is too ambitious. The goal of controlling the entertainment industry !! impossible to achieve even if he has money.

South Korea's entertainment industry has brought nearly $100 billion in revenue to South Korea. Since the debut of H.O.T, the Korean entertainment industry has taken on a new look. In the midst of the financial crisis, instead of losing money, S.M made a lot of money. Lee so-man's trainee system has also been imitated by major Korean companies.

Since then, Korean entertainment has spread out around the metropolis of Seoul. It gradually spread to the whole of Southeast Asia.

S.M pays attention to the face of the artist, and the voice comes only after the dance. It can be seen from this that almost all of the people in the Korean entertainment industry are like the kind of cream students. However, there are exceptions, and ganman is not a target of S.M's cultivation. No matter how strong S.M is, his influence is only in the music industry, and the entertainment industry and the entertainment industry will not allow S.M to enter. It can be seen from this that even if it is as strong as S.M, it does not have the ability to control the Korean entertainment industry.

So what can he, a newcomer, do?

Han Zai Xi looked at a weather forecast. "It's raining, it's unlucky!" he couldn't help but complain. But he still picked up an umbrella from the shoe cabinet and walked towards the avenue outside the door.

As for the car he parked outside, he said he didn't even have a driver's license, and if he was caught. Maybe it's another bout of anti-aggression.

Seriously, Han Jae-hee is very resistant to these red tapes in South Korea. One lives in this world to prove one's worth. Countries like South Korea are praised by the world for their emphasis on etiquette, but because of this, many people with lofty ideals are buried in the streets and alleys.

Moreover, the nature of South Korean society is that of a capitalist society. This is a social system in which interests are paramount. But Korean society is mixed with a part of Confucianism. This is a bit of a contradiction.

Of course, these issues do not need to be taken into account. He's still waiting for a taxi on the avenue!

At this moment, a taxi appeared in front of Han Zai Xi at a speed like the wind.

"Dididi, do you want to get in the car?" asked a middle-aged uncle, poking his head out of the car.

"Hmm!" Han Zaixi agreed.

"Then come up! It's not me Lao Pu Blowing! I'll tell you! I've been in Seoul for more than ten years, and I've never been invincible! The people of the rivers and lakes call the god of autumn famous mountain bikes!" Han Zaixi only saw the uncle's mouth keep moving. As for what he was saying, he didn't listen carefully at all.

"Why don't you get in the car yet?" asked the uncle very impatiently. Now his heart almost exploded. I thought I had pulled a guest. As a result, people are now standing here and listening to their own stories. Isn't this a trick? And he's an old driver.

"What kind of car are you into! Your insurance hasn't been opened yet, how can you let me get in the car!" Han Zaixi's mood at the moment was the same as eating explosives.

When I just opened the car door by myself, I found that the insurance inside was still open. So he planned to communicate with the old driver, but no matter what he said, the old driver fell into his own memories. In the end, he had no choice, so he simply turned off his mobile phone and stood on the side of the car quietly watching him pretend.

"The car insurance is not off?" the old driver patted his head. He couldn't help but be a little speechless. I've been driving for so many years, and now I forget to turn off my insurance?

It's just that everything is so coincidental. The insurance for his car was really not closed.

After Han Zaixi got into the car, the old driver asked, "Guest, where do you want to go?"

"Loen, it's faster!I've got something to do today!" Han Zaixi said as he looked at his phone.

In fact, he only has one endorsement to shoot today. It's only four hours at most. But he just wanted to go home early, so the sooner he finished filming, the better.

"Okay, sit down, I'm going to speed up!" the old driver glanced at him, and the speed was directly 60 yards. Before Han Zaixi could react, he was hit on the car cushion by the feeling of pressure caused by this sudden acceleration.

"Grass! This is an old driver!" Zai Xi's hand clutched his seat belt tightly. It took most of the day to squeeze out such a sentence.

"Hehe! Sao Nian, hurry up, I'm going to speed up!" the uncle reminded. Then the car accelerated again. On the streets of Seoul, you can see a taxi speeding down an empty road.

Passers-by only saw a green thing flash in front of their eyes.

"How's the young man, I'm pretty good at driving, right?" asked the old man to someone in the car.

"Yes, you hammer, are you really good like this? I don't dare to drag racing in Seoul!" Han Jae-hee was very curious about why this taxi driver had the courage to drag racing in Seoul, a country that pays attention to the law.

"Hehe! Sao Nian, you don't know our old driver at all!" I saw the man laugh at Han Zaixi.

"Let me tell you! What is great about our old drivers! Our old drivers are all over the world, and nothing is that our old drivers can't do. Every year, we select the best veteran drivers from our own country to participate in the Akinayama Race in Japan, where we exchange experiences and learn from other veteran drivers! And we join forces with the Chef Union." The faster we drive, the more the cops turn a blind eye.

After all, everyone is out to eat a mouthful. Why bother each other?

"Besides, my brother-in-law is the chief of the Seoul Police Department, as long as I don't bump into people, can they still get along with me?" said the middle-aged man very unconcernedly.

This Nima's, the front of the relationship is all, and the last one is useful. Han Zaixi almost slapped him on the wall with a tofu. Originally, I thought how strong these two organizations were, but I didn't expect that this old driver was actually tricking himself.

"Haha! Just kidding, just kidding! How could such an organization exist! If it existed, wouldn't the world be in chaos! Even taxi drivers and cooks can set up organizations, so wouldn't it be the same for doctors or something? When the time comes, there will be a unified price for medicines! Then the income will not rise like a rocket!" The old driver said with a smile.

"Interesting!" Han Zaixi thought very quietly.

What if an artist organization were formed in South Korea? )