What's going on?

What you say is what is going on.

Fang Hejun slandered in his heart, but there was a wry smile on his face. As a special administrative assistant, I have followed Park Jin-young for so many years, and it is the first time I have seen a producer who has made him in such a dilemma but cowardly. Even in the face of the angry Park Jin-young, he has never been so afraid, after all, although the president has a dark face, he never beats people.

"Forest Making......

Fang Hejun smiled bitterly and wanted to push a few words, but he didn't expect this Lin Weiran to break up and move, the way he shot was the same as cleaning up Zheng Rifeng's unlucky bastard, seeing the lessons ahead, Fang Hejun, who had unbearable pain in his abdomen, was stunned and took a few steps back. Leaned directly on another person, for fear that Lin Weiran would not give up and strike again.

The eyes of the staff present were all focused on Lin Weiran, and this Lin Maker seemed to be no longer a good gentleman who didn't see them when he saw them drinking and recklessly that day, but a violent producer who suppressed the ace combination agents of many brokerage companies with a thunderous momentum. He did it, but what about it? Listening to the conversations just now, today's series of frequent accidents seemed to have found the culprit at this time, and the emotions of hatred and hatred arose spontaneously, and Lin Weiran's madness helped them breathe a bad breath.

"Lin Production, what do you want?"

A man who seemed to be the oldest in the agent team asked again, this Lin Weiran slapped Zheng Rifeng and then Fang Hejun, although he never did anything to him, but it was equivalent to slapping their agents in the face again and again. As he opened his mouth, his momentum surged, and he took a step forward and said: "Lin Zuo has to think clearly, most of the people here are not ordinary agents, you ......"

Lin Weiran didn't have the heart to listen to what he said, so he kicked this person in the stomach directly, and he didn't even know his name from beginning to end.

"I'm just asking you what's going on out there, who has the heart to listen to your nonsense." The smile on his face finally retracted, and the magazine in his hand was curled up and held hard, and the blood stains on it actually made these big men dare not take a step.

"Want to play? Let's play enough today, if we don't have enough today, we will continue tomorrow, and if we don't think it's fun, we won't die. Lin Weiran's face was hideous, and everyone who looked at him was silent.

One person boldly asked, "Lin Production, do you want to help S.M get ahead?" ”

“S.M？ I said you're not stupid. You're making trouble on my turf and you're saying I'm helping S.M. get ahead? He asked as he stepped forward, and several people could not retreat, and they all protected the important parts of their bodies. Lin Weiran raised the guy in his hand and was about to make a move, but was interrupted by a bell.

Seeing Lin Weiran stop moving, even the onlookers breathed a sigh of relief. The agent is right, most of these agents who were slapped in the face by Lin Weiran are not ordinary, just like Zheng Rifeng, who is lying on the ground, is the manager in charge of SS501's daily activities, which is very different from those miscellaneous agents who run around with idols on weekdays.

"It's me." Lin Weiran picked up the phone, and her tone was not good.

Gu Huan on the other end of the phone obviously heard that Lin Weiran's tone was wrong, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"No, like you, I'm giving a lesson to a few bastards who are making trouble on Lao Tzu's territory." Lin Weiran walked to Zheng Rifeng's side, and when he saw that he was lying on the ground and did not move, he kicked him twice with the instep of his foot, and when he saw that there was no reaction, he simply raised his leg and kicked him in the stomach.

Zheng Rifeng's eyes widened, and the pain in his throat seemed to be stepped on by Lin Weiran, he covered his stomach with both hands and turned sideways, rolling as if he was about to hurt but had no strength. Lin Weiran chuckled disdainfully, and said out of kindness: "Whoever helps call an ambulance, Director Zheng probably won't be able to go home today." ”

Fang Hejun looked at Lin Weiran in a daze, he should have had the most contact with Lin Weiran in the audience, but he never thought that he could be ruthless to this extent. A staff member took out his mobile phone to call the emergency number, and when he saw this scene, Fang Hejun and the agents behind him were actually a little relieved. …,

When someone comes, it should all be over.

"Hey, don't kill anyone."

Lin Weiran smiled: "Don't worry, this person has a good physique, I still have something to deal with here, what is the matter with you?" ”

"Guodahua has made a move, but it's not aimed at us."

Lin Weiran was stunned and wrote lightly: "I know the truth." ”

Seeing him put down his mobile phone, the agents breathed a little, only to feel that the call was too fast. Lin Weiran turned around, his eyes swept in the direction leading to the stage, and he happened to see the dumbfounded Kim Yeonpyeong, and Kim Taeyeon beside him with swollen eyes and a pale face.

After looking at it for a while, he found that Kim Taeyeon, a literary girl, seemed to be much better than Kim Yeonpyeong's ability to withstand shocks. Lin Weiran wanted to show a smiling face but could only give up, first Min Xianyi and Xuanmei, then Lin Yuna and Kim Tae-yeon, all the girls he wanted to impress as a good person seemed to see his unusual side.

Putting the mobile phone in his pocket, Lin Weiran squatted down, looked at Zheng Rifeng's squinted eyes up close and asked, "Call the police or not?" ”

Zheng Rifeng let out a faint moan from his mouth, humming and unable to speak.

Lin Weiran was not soft-hearted, and continued to knock a few times on his bloodstained face with the magazine, and continued to ask: "Make it clear, call the police or not?" ”

Zheng Rifeng shook his head slowly, facing Lin Weiran, he didn't even have a resentful look.

Lin Weiran stood up and walked back to the few agents who had retreated to the edge of the passage, and finally someone couldn't bear the pressure first.

"We did it."

Without the momentum of unity, this fragile agent union immediately turned into an individual that was shattered with one blow, regardless of Jin Yanping's presence, Fang Hejun immediately said: "I'm sorry Lin Zuo, this matter is indeed our fault." ”

Lin Weiran stopped, all he wanted was the answer. He asked expressionlessly, "Who is the main planner?" Initiator, who was the first person to come up with this idea? ”

Several people looked at each other, looking at the volume of the magazine in Lin Weiran's hand, and finally someone said, "It's Director Zheng." ”

Zheng Rifeng.

It's not a surprising answer.

Seeing Lin Weiran turn around, the agents were relieved, but they didn't expect him to raise this breath again with a word.

"If you want to call the police, hurry up."

Alarm? Indeed, Lin Weiran's actions today will leave a disgraceful mark on his file, but things are often not so simple, today's event is indeed organized by them, and there are so many people listening and watching at the scene. Coupled with the stampede that appeared in the stands just now, if this matter is exposed by the media, they won't be able to eat one by one, and they will walk around.

Lin Weiran has no fear, the big deal is that the fish dies and the net is broken. What about these brokers? If something like this happens, the future of the company will definitely be hit hard. At that time, if there is no company support, S.M will be enough for them to completely quit the broker business.

Can you endure this breath?

Endure it.

Fang Hejun was the first to turn around and leave, and then there were the others, in this circle where the metabolism was so fast that it couldn't be faster, they were the people who knew best what it meant to be in Hedong for thirty years, and Hexi for thirty years.

Believe that they will not fall into the well when they are unlucky? Lin Weiran is not so naïve. He then put the magazine aside, moved his right hand, which was sore from exerting too much force, directly ignored Zheng Rifeng, who was still lying on the ground and seemed unable to move, and walked straight to Jin Yanping and said, "Director Jin, many times even if you tell the truth, you have to find an opportunity. Although I don't know much about celebrity packaging, I know that sometimes no matter what you say, it will be used as an excuse by other people, and the relationship between S.M and Shinhan is still very strong, and Girls' Generation is also one of the signboards of 'virtual idols', and we all hope they are good, hello, hello to all of us. ”…,

Needless to say, Lin Weiran stopped at the point, and Jin Yanping naturally understood. Don't say tomorrow, Girls' Generation will be featured by the online media today, and I just contacted the company and learned that there has been an uproar on the Internet, and the fans of the three groups of the fairy queen, goblin, Sone, and S.M are scuffling together, and the development of the situation is faintly becoming more and more intense.

The company is holding an emergency planning meeting, and when such a big thing happens, Jin Yanping is soft-spoken. He stiffly showed a smile on his face, and said sincerely: "Today, I also need Xie Lu Xie Lin's help, no matter what, I Jin Yanping has written down this favor." ”

"It's not me now, it's girlhood. I hope today's events don't affect them too much, this kind of impact ordinary people will never encounter once in their lives. Lin Weiran looked at Kim Taeyeon as she spoke, searching her intestines and scraping her stomach, but she still didn't know what to say. His image in the minds of these girls is completely ruined, and it is estimated that no one will like a man who beats people at every turn.

How is Lin Yuna? He can't ask, he can only get some information through Kim Tae-yeon.

"You ...... All crying? ”

Kim Taeyeon smiled reluctantly, "It's all over." ”

"Oh, don't take it to heart."

As soon as the words came out, Lin Weiran couldn't wait to slap himself in the mouth. He, a guy who deals with numbers all day long, doesn't have a mouth that can bloom lotus flowers.

"You've done a good job, you've done a great job." Lin Weiran could only end like this, because his intuition told him that if he said more, he could only be wrong.

Two hours later, the Dream Concert came to an end with a dazzling fireworks, and there were so many memorable events in this year's Dream Concert that it was not hard to imagine that it would make headlines tomorrow.

Yin Sang-hyun, who was standing on the director's team with his back to the stage, looked at the stands that were gradually dimming, and asked Lin Weiran softly: "I heard that you beat people backstage?" ”

"Yes." Lin Weiran replied softly, her face as usual.

Yoon Sang-hyun took a deep breath and was silent for a while before throwing out a heart-warming sentence.

"Good fight."