In the dark night, a sedan with the same low-key price and appearance drove into the alley of Beicun, and the not spacious lane could only accommodate cars in parallel, which made it even more deep and depressing of the quaint houses on both sides. Compared with the high-rise apartments in the Jiangnan Financial Center and the luxury mansions that cover an area of thousands of square meters in Yongsan, the Korean-style courtyard in Beicun has always been transcendent, and the upper class even has a first-class rich man living in Beicun and a second-class rich man living in Yongsan.

As for Kitamura?

Ordinary wealthy people don't have the opportunity to be neighbors with the people who live here, and this is the closest location to the political and financial center of South Korea, and the condition for you to move in is that you also become one of the 'centers'.

The low-key sedan drove for more than ten minutes to reach the destination, saw the figure waiting under the steps outside the door, the middle-aged man in the back seat was already not confused, and when he was more than ten meters away, he hurriedly asked the driver to stop the car, opened the door and bowed far away to express respect, and walked over in three steps and two steps.

"I'm sorry, but there's a traffic jam." The middle-aged man bowed again, his tone as respectful as his demeanor.

The man, who had just turned fifty years ago, shook his head and chuckled, "It's obvious that I came out early." ”

The middle-aged man got up slightly, but he was still hunched over, and while smiling on his face, he handed out the document bag he had just received, "The contents have been verified, and the evaluation of Taishan's first IPO has been entrusted to two foreign-funded accounting firms and law firms." It is estimated that the application will be submitted to the SFC within a week. The specific information is all in it, and I personally organized it. The other is the information requested by the delegates, based on what is written in writing. It's all just a coincidence. ”

The man with slightly gray temples glanced at the document bag in his hand, didn't say more, just turned around and walked towards the door, the middle-aged man bowed deeply, until the person who should have called his predecessor crossed the threshold, and his waist did not straighten.

When you enter the door, you don't see any modern atmosphere, and at first glance it looks like you have gone to a quaint hanok in the remote countryside, if it were not for the special funds provided by the state every year to repair it. It's not necessarily going to be like that. The gray-eyed man walked through the front yard to the front of the main house, went up the steps, opened the door and looked at the lush lawn in front of the main house at this time, some people just could never find their place, and the reminders they needed were often bloody lessons.

Entering the house, an old man in Hanbok sitting at a low table was painting orchids, who had been an assistant for nearly thirty years, and now the man who was equivalent to the housekeeper of the mansion was kneeling quietly. There was not a single sound in the middle of the action.

"Tell me." The old man walked down on the rice paper, in one go, although the voice was not loud, but it was faintly revealing the danger of the official.

"It's a misunderstanding."

"What about misunderstandings." The old man pauses his brushstrokes.

"He's Chinese."

"Huh. Chinese......"

The old man chuckled, found the next pen, and decisively put down the pen. It's just that one stroke goes down but is slightly to the left, and I can't see anything abnormal at first sight. If you look closely, you will destroy the beauty of this 'orchid'.

The old man frowned slightly. This fly in the ointment seemed to destroy his interest, put down the brush, and looked at the most unpromising protégé not far away, but who could make most of the congressmen treat him politely, without saying a word.

Men who are over 50 years old are on pins and needles.

"Are you trying to believe that it was just a coincidence that the Incheon expansion plan, which will be supported by at least three administrations in the future, was exposed in advance?"

The man lowered his head.

"Do you want me to believe that Li Taishan just didn't accept the old age, so he pressed all his belongings?"

The man was sweating like rain, and he didn't dare to look into the old man's eyes.

"Help me make an appointment with Commissioner Park."

The old man changed the rice paper, and the man nodded yes.

……

The night is like ink, the SBS building on Ruyi Island is brightly lit, the conference room that was not too small is cramped and oppressive because it is crowded into too many people, everyone stares at the fax machine not far away, and as the time approaches midnight, the whole space is quiet and can be heard, as everyone in the room seems to be depressed breathing.

'Thorn, sting'

The fax machine slowly spat out a piece of printer paper that tugged at hundreds of people's minds.

Zheng Enna, who volunteered to stand next to the fax machine, was the first to hold her breath, looking at the little bit of paper that was spit out, she suddenly regretted it, a layer of fine sweat oozed from her forehead for a while, her face became even paler, and her expression was not more than enough because of her personality. Hundreds of people relied on a line of data on that piece of paper for almost half a year's work, and when she remembered all the hard work and hard work in the past, she suddenly felt that all this was very unfair.

Looking back in a hurry, waiting for her were many pairs of expectant eyes, everyone was nervous and nervous, and the only person who showed a comforting smile for her was Han Weiyi, who was sitting with the director and the leading actors. Zheng Enna did not shy away from crying with a little face, you want to know that this position is such a hot potato, and she will not take this as any honor anymore if she is killed, and she even uses it in order to read out the premiere ratings in person. 'betraying the hue' seduced the director and screenwriter, coupled with the hand-picked appointment of the acting producer Han Weiyi, almost no competitor has a better background than her, but unfortunately she was in stage fright, she really didn't know that this was a thankless position, if the ratings were bad, it is estimated that everyone will only remember her frustrated voice when she read out the number, where can she remember her diligent figure in series of various departments before?

The road was chosen by herself, even if she didn't want to go down, the room full of people would not let her go, obviously she volunteered at this time, but Zheng Enna, who felt that she was being driven to the shelf, retracted her gaze, because the fax that had been completely spit out was lying there at this time.

Reaching out to touch it, the paper was slightly hot, Zheng Enna was indeed bold and careful, but what she was holding in her hand was an affirmation of the hard work of the entire crew, and she didn't have the strength to take it lightly.

The eyes fell on the first row, and the freshly baked Korean font still had bright traces. Her eyes swept down line by line, and she didn't speak. The group in the room was indeed holding their breath.

Everyone looked at Zheng Enna's pale little face. I also saw her eyes suddenly widen and her face full of joy.

"ABG Nationals 18.0, Seoul 20.2, TNS Nationals 17.4, Seoul 17.8, No. 1 in the same segment!"

'Whew'

The sound of breath was one after another, followed by applause, although Korean dramas with politics as the carrier are considered professional themes, but because of the content of their halfs, they have always had particularities that similar themes do not have. Even if there is a Korean drama queen like Ko Hyun-jeong, there is no guarantee of 100% good results in front of South Korea's inherent viewing groups, and everyone is uneasy, which is not untargeted, after all, Korean dramas with such little love and affection cannot guarantee to dominate that small screen.

"As I said a long time ago, the mischievous kiss and the fugitive are no match for us!"

"What if there is Rain and Kim Hyun-joong? We have Ko Hyun Jung and Kwon Sang-woo! ”

"There is also the plot, the plot, the first female president of the Republic of Korea. Who has our plot attractive?! ”

Laughter filled the conference room, and the crampedness and depression caused by crowding were swept away in an instant, and the leading actors, directors, and writers all got up to join in the celebration, and Zheng Enna, who announced the good news herself, squeezed through the crowd to Han Weiyi's side. Excitedly holding her hand, crying with joy, "Sister Weiyi." It's done, we've made it! ”

Han Weiyi, who also let go of the big stone in his heart, was quite calm. Stretched out his hand to wipe the tears that Zheng Enna shed, and said in a bad mood: "There are more than ten episodes ahead." You can't be at ease so early. ”

When Zheng Enna heard this, she moved her shoulders, which made Han Weiyi laugh.

"Okay, okay, but we have a good start, don't cry, it's not the first time you've joined the crew, why do you do it every time?"

"In the past, I was nervous with other people, but this time I personally read out the results, if the ratings are not good, everyone in the crew will remember that I brought them bad news, is it possible to say that they are not afraid?"

Seeing that Zheng Enna was about to shed tears again, Han Weiyi hurriedly hugged her with a smile, and said while patting for a while: "Okay, aren't you getting good grades now?" When everyone watches the news tomorrow, everyone will remember that it was the good news you brought to them, and I will talk to the director later, let you be the mascot of the crew, and let you announce the ratings every day. ”

As soon as she heard this, Zheng Enna immediately struggled, but Han Weiyi, who was excited, was playful and refused to let go.

At the same time, the door of the conference room opened again, and the young man who walked in walked through the crowd in the carnival to Han Weiyi's side, and he didn't dare to come to Han Weiyi's ear, so he could only shout 'President Han' nearby.

Pushing Zheng Enna away, Han Weiyi recognized at a glance that this was the person next to Lin Weiran, and her originally good mood suddenly became a little low, and at the same time she breathed a sigh of relief.

I was still thinking about when he would come over, but I didn't expect it to be so late this time, she had been prepared for this day since she went to Japan to contact Kim Taeyeon, and she didn't know if he was going to kick her out of Shinhan this time, or how much her wallet would shrink again.

On the other hand, the filming of 'Happy Family' has been fully launched, and without the support of Xinhan, Han Weiyi's personal financial resources are still quite reluctant, although it is not necessary to save expenses everywhere, but after all, there is no company guarantee, which will inevitably make the atmosphere of the crew unstable.

followed the assistant out of the door, standing at the door, Han Weiyi could see the man's figure, she didn't hesitate at all, and walked straight over.

Standing in front of the man, she raised her head slightly, and her originally charming face was reduced a little at this time, but compared with the last time she contacted Lin Weiran because of Kim Taeyeon's matter, this time Han Weiyi was worthy of her heart.

The man smiled and threw out a sentence that Han Weiyi didn't expect, "I don't blame you." ”

She was stunned, and before she could react, she heard him say, "I'm going to tell you something, everything, when I came here this time." ”

Are the authorities confused, or are the feet of mud too deep?

Hearing these two words, Han Weiyi felt for the first time that she was also in his heart. (To be continued......)