When I received the text message, Lin Weiran was participating in an intimate social party, the party host was a newcomer designer who was in the limelight in the Korean fashion circle, and he had nothing to do with Lin Weiran, but someone sent an invitation to Han Weiyi, and I heard that a lot of media gathered here, Lin Weiran still happily went.

Checking the text messages on your mobile phone when talking to someone is an act of not paying attention to the other party, so Lin Weiran chose to ignore it and continued to talk to the editor-in-chief of 'highcut' in front of her, a lady in fancy clothes who was over fifty years old. Han Weiyi stood beside him and interjected a few words from time to time, although she couldn't understand why this man suddenly became interested in fashion magazines, but he also temporarily restrained his doubts and devoted himself wholeheartedly to this kind of socialization.

"Profitability is the president's business, and I don't usually care much about it. Anyway, it is constantly increasing the number of advertising pages, but if the circulation is just the circulation, it is difficult for fashion magazines to guarantee the cost.

The lady in fancy clothes spoke eloquently and was very curious about the reason for Lin Weiran's question: "Could it be that Representative Lin is very interested in the magazine industry?" ”

"Just curious." Lin Weiran said perfunctorily.

The lady in Chinese costume has a good cultivation, but she has no other thoughts, but just reminds: "The Korean magazine industry is too stable, and it is really a pool of stagnant water, with no major development or regression." It's just that Koreans are obsessed with luxury, and it's interesting that the major luxury brands always have to compete for our page in the first month of the season. ”

At this moment, the party owner arrived, just a woman in a small black dress of almost thirty years old, but she was followed by a famous designer in Korea. There are few who don't know Andrey. Kim's people.

However, Lin Weiran was not interested in this transcendent design master, and when he noticed Song Meizhen who came with him, he immediately confessed and left, as if he was hiding.

"Do you have a grudge?"

Han Weiyi, who was holding a glass of champagne, immediately followed. Seeing that there was no one nearby, he gossiped in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "This is Song Meizhen from CECI, not a cat or puppy from a gossip magazine." ”

Lin Weiran was noncommittal: "She's very powerful?" ”

Han Weiyi nodded: "As a woman, I appreciate her vision, but I definitely don't like her as a person." ”

Lin Weiran had no interest in gossiping, but just asked: "Does her bad feeling have an impact on the listing of Shinhan?" ”

"How is it possible, Shinhan and CECI have no direct and powerful relationship." Han Weiyi immediately replied that she had a share of Xinhan's shares, and she almost cared more about these than Lin Weiran.

"Then you don't have to worry about my problem with her." Lin Weiran glanced at Song Meizhen. Noticing Andrei beside her. Kim, a lady in fancy clothes, and that up-and-coming designer. The fashion circle, this is the closest to the entertainment industry. But it seems to be a strange circle with no connection.

Han Weiyi glanced at Lin Weiran boringly, after the two of them had attended many parties together, she felt more and more that this was really a boring man, if there were some complaints before he and the little virgin turned into a little woman that could make her have a good time, now he is a machine. Once you're in work mode, there's no fun at all.

By the way, the little woman is the new nickname that Han Weiyi decided to give Lin Yun'er, and she made up her mind. The next time I see Yuna, I have to make her almost cry. Just when she fantasized about the victorious scene she had when she saw Lin Yun as a child next time. Lin Weiran's phone rang again, and he picked it up. He didn't speak, but slowly showed surprise.

"What's wrong?" Han Weiyi asked.

Lin Weiran put away her phone, still didn't read the text message, and spit out a name with a complicated expression: "Jin Daohe." ”

"Kim Han-kyu's son?"

Listening to Han Weiyi's rhetorical question, Lin Weiran was a little surprised: "Do you know him?" ”

Han Weiyi became interested: "I met his father once, what?" What are your two secrets? ”

"It's considered understanding, but the process of understanding is not very harmonious."

Lin Weiran groaned: "He made the advertisement in the Central Daily some time ago. ”

"Zhang Ziyan?"

Han Weiyi's eyes widened, most of her energy was in the entertainment industry, but she knew how much turmoil this poor woman had caused. The Korean Performing Artists Association and trade unions used the topic to investigate and protest the circle, and then elevated the simple unspoken rules to slave contracts, and then raised the simple agent violence to the treatment of artists. Han Weiyi can't look down on these scavengers and protectors who ostensibly fight for the rights of artists and maintain cleanliness in the circle. To put it bluntly, these things are all fighting for their own rights, and when capital is no longer the primary object of worship, these sanctimonious hypocrites will show their true ugly faces. How much dirt has been caused by the strong supervision caused by the X-file in 05, Han Wei can't count it.

She nervously asked, "Is it aimed at us?" ”

Lin Weiran acquiesced, and added: "There are ghosts in the company. ”

Pulling Zhang Ziyan is a big move, and Xinhan, who made such a gesture, used some of his own resources, although it will not spread ten or ten hundreds, but the news will inevitably leak. If no one had reported to Kim Do-ha, he wouldn't have thought of borrowing this Zhang Ziyan, who couldn't be beaten with eight poles, to target Xinhan. Even now, Zhang Ziyan's incident has nothing to do with Shinhan on the surface, could it be that he has long planned to use this bill to influence Shinhan's listing plan?

Lin Weiran couldn't figure it out, there was too little news about Zhilu Dao to construct a possible equation. He looked at Han Weiyi: "I need you." ”

"Help, can't you add these two words? There is ambiguity between men and women when you say that. ”

"You also have a stake in Shinhan, and you also want to make one billion into two billion, so you're not helping."

Han Weiyi secretly said stingy, and finally got serious and asked, "What am I going to do?" ”

"Investigate, how many people are involved this time, how many forces are involved, and what happened and what they might do. I have never told anyone that the Zhang Ziyan incident has a great impact on Shinhan's financing, and if the Zhang Ziyan bill is passed, it will be difficult for Shinhan to break through its own limitations in the next five years, and it may always be such an insignificant small company. ”

Lin Weiran paused, looked at Song Meizhen not far away, and said in a deep voice: "And what role did CECI, Kim Hankui, and Kim Do-ha play in this matter." ”

Let a woman who used to be a broker and is now a producer investigate these, Lin Weiran may have overestimated Han Weiyi's ability. But the woman who couldn't figure out the bottom line didn't feel embarrassed in the slightest, just nodded her head and even limited the time.

"Okay, give me three days."

She paused and reminded, "At this level, you may not be able to do it. ”

"If you don't move forward, you're going backwards, and that's true for finance, and it's the same for me as a human being." Although the context of the development of events is not clear, at least it is not ignorance. The more he knows, the more he can use, so he urgently needs to know one thing now.

"Did Zhang Ziyan leave that list in the end?"

Zhang Ziyan committed suicide on March 7, the list of similar designations was released on March 8, and the police department officially announced that Zhang Ziyan did not leave a list on March 9, and there was debate over whether this list existed in the following months.

Han Weiyi asked, "What do you want to do?" ”

Lin Weiran replied: "South Korea has such a little benefit, there is no real sense of powerlessness, the difference is only whether you will give up all unnecessary reserve in order to win." ”

Han Weiyi had nothing to say, and looked at Lin Weiran in front of him and felt a little frightened. He doesn't seem to make mistakes, and he doesn't have a fixed personality, he can lose almost everything in order to achieve his goal, Han Weiyi began to wonder if Lin Yun'er, who had just been promoted from a little virgin to a little woman, could also be thrown away like this, making him nostalgic.

"I'll tell you when I find out." She left a sentence, turned around and left Lin Weiran's side. Sometimes, depending on the person's work attitude, even as his partner, he will have palpitations.

Lin Weiran watched Han Weiyi leave, because he had to drive himself, so he couldn't drink, and then met the editor-in-chief of the North Korean Sports Newspaper and the special assistant to the editor-in-chief of the Asahi Shimbun.

It wasn't until I got in the car that I saw Kim Tae-yeon's text message, and Lin Weiran called back and didn't respond. He lit a cigarette, opened the window, and leaned back in the driver's seat to finish the cigarette bit by bit. The party was held in a villa on the outskirts of the city, and on the way back to the Han River Bridge, Lin Weiran turned on the emergency lights and got out of the car, stood by the bridge to blow the wind, and wanted to smoke.

It's still a disposable lighter, including many people in the company who don't know that Representative Lu Daolin has a habit of smoking, he rarely drinks, he doesn't easily shout, and he never instructs some employees to do troublesome and meaningless stupid things. Before the new assistant figured out his coffee drinking habits, Lin Weiran went to the staff rest room every time he drank coffee, so that a group of gossip experts who were used to exchanging messages there shifted their positions.

The wind kept blowing out the fire, and Lin Weiran tried a few more times, but in the end she had to give up.

He walked along the sidewalk by the bridge to the bridge, past the street lamps, but never looked at the magnificent night view of Seoul. His eyes were focused on the other side of the bridge, and he could only see the darkness of the night, and when he reached his destination, he stood where Kim Taeyeon had stood, but still found nothing. The railing next to the bridge is very high, about 1.50 meters, and it must be a bit difficult to stand here and look at the Han River with Kim Tae-yeon's height. Lin Weiran didn't find anything after looking at it for a long time, and when he looked down at the river under the bridge, he actually caught a glimpse of a line of small characters written by a signal pen on the railing.

'The car broke down on the bridge, it must be late, a minute late is an hour, I guess I have to stand outside for this month's class. I wanted my dad to help me take time off, but my dad said I had to keep going. ’

There is no payment, no date, but Lin Weiran seems to see a girl tiptoeing, writing here with a signal pen. He took out the lighter and placed it next to the line, and at the same time took out his phone and sent a text message back.

'I can, but only on you. (To be continued......)