Casually taking the mobile phone, Han Muxuan sat up straight first, put away the original casualness and cynicism, and finally connected. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"President." It's Li Yaling.

"Hmm."

"Writer Ms. Kong Zhiyong, I have been in touch smoothly."

"Okay, you can contact her later, saying that I will visit me in the afternoon, you can send me the address and contact information later. By the way, you wait for an actor's economic contract, I can be useful. ”

"Oh, okay, President, what's the percentage?"

"Five-to-five shares, the term is five years."

"I see, goodbye, President."

After Han Muxuan hung up the phone, Huang Zhenxi on the side leaned over eagerly, "The sharing ratio is too high, this is completely the top economic contract, I can't accept it, the average newcomer is only the highest proportion of three or seven shares, I can't let you suffer." ”

Han Muxuan's sturdy arms were struck hard by the roundness and plumpness that came over in a hurry, although it was only a light touch, but the rich touch and smooth elasticity still made the sensitive Han Muxuan reminisce for a long time, lingering.

"What? Do you think I expect too much from you, or I am too good for you, or you don't have confidence in yourself. Isn't this a loss, have you ever heard of a thousand dollars buying horse bones? ”

"Nope." Huang Zhenxi shook his head.

"Go help me get my coat out."

When Huang Zhenxi walked into the bedroom, Han Muxuan got up and walked to the door to change into socks and shoes, Huang Zhenxi took the coat and motioned him to stretch his arms back, help him put on the jacket and suit, and then stood in front of him and tidied up the collar of the shirt and carefully smoothed the lapel of the suit.

Looking at the gentle movements of the virtuous lady, Han Muxuan smiled on his lips, stretched out his hand and ran down the silky black hair, curled his fingers and lightly scraped the bridge of her nose.

"Maybe I'm not a good person, but I want to be nice to you now, don't refuse, we're friends, aren't we."

Friends? Do you just want to be friends with him? Or does he just want to be friends with me? Will it be just friends in the future?

The heart is throbbing, but there is still snowmelt, but it is difficult to describe the heart.

Huang Zhenxi leaned against the door, looking at the departing back stupidly.

"If it weren't for the jade mountains, I would meet Yaotai under the moon, smiling and looking forward to it." If there is such a gentle and virtuous woman, maybe it is really what a husband wants.

"Ahh Han Muxuan, who was thinking about the beauty of the good relationship in his heart, didn't pay attention to the temperature difference between inside and outside, and sneezed fiercely when he came downstairs. Maybe someone misses me? Well, the weather is indeed cold, hurry up and wave a taxi taxi, go to the Shilla Grand Hotel to retrieve the car, and drive back to your home in Gangnam-gu.

When he returned home, he went to the bathroom to take a hot bath as soon as possible, washed away the smell of alcohol, and soaked away the fatigue of the hangover, Han Muxuan changed into a set of clean clothes, passed by the door of Lee Kwang-so's room, and deliberately knocked hard a few times, in exchange for a roar from Lee Kwang-so, and at this point in time, he was still lying on the bed, and it seemed that he had not yet gotten out of the drunken state last night.

"I'm going to dinner, do you want to be together?" asked loudly, but didn't hear a reply, Han Muxuan turned around and went out.

Although I drank two bowls of white porridge in the morning, the porridge was digested too quickly, and after a few more trips to the bathroom, my stomach was empty. A simple steak set meal was ordered at a nearby Western restaurant, and after eating, the distance was a little far, so Han Muxuan decided to leave early.

Set up the navigation, Han Muxuan drove to the address sent by Li Lingya, why didn't he make an appointment to talk, but came to visit, Han Muxuan had his own intentions.

The traffic in Seoul during the day was crowded, and it took nearly two hours to stop and go, and after crossing the entire city, Han Muxuan came to the door of an old community, and picked up two boxes of Korean food gift boxes bought halfway from the passenger seat, Han Muxuan came to the door of a suite according to the description in the address information, stretched out his hand and tapped twice.

"Squeak"

The door opened outward, and Han Muxuan, who was originally standing in front of the door, took two small steps back.

A middle-aged woman in her forties, dressed in simple clothes and with a thin figure, stood inside the door and looked at herself, with an intellectual and tranquil atmosphere.

Han Muxuan bent down at a standard ninety degrees, bowed respectfully, and said, "Hello Confucius, I'm Han Muxuan Yi Mida from J.L Entertainment. ”

"Oh, it's President Han, Miss Li Yaling of your J.L company told me that you will come in the afternoon, please come in and sit." Laughing at Han Muxuan, Kong Zhiyong turned sideways and invited him into the house.

Taking two steps forward, Han Muxuan respectfully handed over the gift box in his hand, "Senior, you are an elder, just call me by name, you call me president, as a junior boy, I dare not agree, the first time I came to visit, I took the liberty of disturbing you, this small gift is a little respect for the juniors, please accept it." With a bright smile, Han Muxuan first shortened the distance from the title.

The gift box is not expensive, the first time I visited a stranger, too expensive gifts are not suitable, it is easy to cause misunderstandings, Han Muxuan only bought ordinary ones after thinking about it.

After seeing the gift box that was only mid-range, Kong Zhiyong nodded and accepted it, and smiled at Han Muxuan, "Then I'll call you Xiao Han, I should be about the same age as your parents, if you want, call me Auntie, come in." Putting the gift box on the side, Kong Zhiyong took out a pair of cotton slippers from the shoe cabinet and bent over to the floor.

Han Muxuan entered the door and changed into slippers, followed Kong Zhiyong to the living room, and halfway he looked carefully, looked at the decoration and furniture of the house, and judged the material foundation of the owner.

Asking for someone or doing something is nothing more than moving with affection and inducing it to benefit. The reason why it is necessary to visit in person instead of making an appointment to go out for a conversation is to take this into account, in addition to showing one's sincerity, a one-person visit can also judge the material condition of the other party through the decoration and furniture in the house.

Han Muxuan has heard of the writer's situation, if it is not very top-notch, the rest can basically be classified as poor.

After looking around, the decoration is not luxurious but it is very warm, the windows are bright and clean, the furniture is not high-end but very practical, it seems that Kong Zhiyong is not rich and expensive, but it is also a well-off life, and he can give up the temptation.

Knowing that she has been married and divorced three times, her writing mainly revolves around women, workers, the poor, and people who are discriminated against. It seems that she is a woman who is very affectionate and sexual, maybe she can start in this direction, Han Muxuan decided to move her with affection.

After sitting down, Han Muxuan remained silent, as a junior, he couldn't speak first, which was very rude.

"Xiao Han, don't be restrained, Auntie, there are some fruits here, what do you want to eat? You're welcome. Kong Zhiyong smiled kindly at Han Muxuan, pointed to the fruit bowl on the coffee table and said to him.

"Thank you, Aunt Kong, I ate a little too much at noon, and I really can't eat it now, it's not polite." Han Muxuan shook his head and declined.

"Then I'll pour you a cup of tea for Xiao Han?"

Nodding in agreement, Kong Zhiyong got up and poured two cups of tea, handed one to Han Muxuan, and after Han Muxuan took it and put it down, she sat down and asked, "Xiao Han, you came to find your aunt today, is there something wrong?" ”

Oh? Hasn't CJ Entertainment sent someone to contact you yet? A good thing, an absolute good thing, and in this case, the chances of winning it are even greater.

No, it's the end of 08 of the lunar calendar, the beginning of 09 of the Gregorian calendar, and the later generations have only seen the movie, and they have no in-depth understanding of the background, they only know that they wrote the novel first, and then adapted it, and now it is more than 2 years away from being adapted into a movie, hasn't the novel started to be written?

That's even better, Han Muxuan smiled secretly in his heart, planning to make some changes.

After taking a sip of tea and moistening his throat, Han Muxuan opened his mouth and asked in a deep voice, "Auntie, have you learned about the welfare school incident that occurred in Gwangju from 2000 to 2005?" Changed the shyness and restraint just now, and his calm voice did not fluctuate at all, which attracted people's trust.

"Well, I know that when I saw the trial report in the newspaper at that time, I was also deeply shocked, and every detail was shocking and inexplicable. I can't imagine that in this prosperous world of singing and dancing, there are still a group of lovely and poor people living a life that is worse than death. Perhaps the original grief and indignation reappeared, Kong Zhiyong's expression suddenly became cold and lost, and then turned to grief and indignation.

Han Muxuan picked up the cup and drank the tea, and made a request slowly: "After seeing the report of the incident, I went to carefully understand the details of the incident for the first time, which made me unbelievable, why would anyone in this world be willing to treat those poor people like that, is there still humanity at all?" Those sluts deserve a thousand cuts, they deserve to die, they deserve to be destroyed, they deserve to go to hell. I think something should be done for them, to do something for them, so that such a tragic event does not happen again. Here, I solemnly ask you, Aunt Kong, to ask "Korean self-esteem" to pick up the pen in your hand, describe it, and write it into a novel, so that more people can know, warn, and treat those poor people well. Han Muxuan bowed deeply, not straightening up for a long time.

"Good, good! Mu Xuan, you get up first. Kong Zhiyong, who had tears in his eyes, helped Han Muxuan with both hands, looked directly at Han Muxuan's slightly moist eyes with reddish eyes, and nodded heavily.

"Auntie promises you, Xiaoxuan, Auntie doesn't dare to call herself "Korean self-esteem", but Auntie will use her own pen to do something for her conscience, maybe it's too late, but as long as she can do something to improve their future, Auntie is willing to do her best. The sensual female writer directly called Han Muxuan "Xiao Xuan", and even skipped "Mu Xuan", not to mention the "Xiao Han" who was alienated at the beginning.

"A recent movie about a speeding scandal, I don't know if my aunt knows?"

"Well, a comedy, my aunt heard her daughter talk about it, and now it's very hot in China, and many people have watched it."

Pulling out a tissue and handing it to Kong Zhiyong, Han Muxuan did not sit down, but bent down deeply again.

"This film was invested and produced by J.L Entertainment, which is a company that I started. The incident has been going on for a few years, and Auntie, you are willing to write it into a novel, so that those who don't know about it can understand and feel it, but I'm afraid it's not enough. Although the incident is over, the social judgment is not over, and it is far from being over! There is only one novel, and I am afraid that it will not be able to awaken the conscience of some people and make them feel the pain of the skin. ”

"I would like to ask your aunt that after you finish the novel, you can adapt it into a script and give it to me to make a movie, so that it can express that touching scene more intuitively and shockingly, and reproduce the shocking tragedy in front of the eyes of all the people of Korea. Now that I have J.L. and the ability to do something, I am willing to fight, not to change the world, but not to let the world change us! ”

Maybe Han Muxuan has a little selfishness at this time, but he is also full of justice, no matter who it is? No matter what country the people are, as long as they still have a conscience, they cannot sit idly by and remain indifferent to such an ugly incident.

May all people be able to bring a pure heart to feel the most beautiful purity in the world.