Zheng Chengxian agreed to Han Jiaren's request, just like Li Xiuman once said: There is nothing to worry about if there is no ghost in his heart. The company really needs someone who knows more about the entertainment industry to assist now, so why bother to go far if there is one in front of you.

After the news came out the next day, it caused a lot of turmoil, the word 'domestic violence' seems to be far from female stars, how can the people never associate female stars with the word 'domestic violence', in their opinion, female stars are charming, if it is too late to marry a painful hand, how can they be willing to hurt.

However, Han Jiaren used her personal experience to tell everyone that celebrities are also human beings and have seven emotions and six desires, and her experience has aroused the hearts of countless fans to protect flowers, and fans who have looked at her have gathered at her door to express their support and protest against Yeon Jung-hoon.

Yeon Jung-hoon re-entered the public eye as he wished, but this time he won everyone's attention with a negative image, and there was an endless stream of calls to interview him, and the front door was full of waiting reporters, and even his parents called to reprimand him.

On the other hand, public opinion has great sympathy for Han Jiaren, and friends in the circle have spoken out to support and express condolences.

However, the turn of events was unexpected, and people began to debate the long-standing concept of male supremacy in South Korea while discussing the events themselves.

South Korea has a Confucian culture, which is extremely strict in terms of the superiority and inferiority of the elders and the supremacy of men, and men are the real heads of the family and the backbone of society. No matter how glamorous and beautiful a female star was before, her husband and children after marriage are her top priority, and if she violates this article, she will be spurned by the whole society.

Therefore, when Yan Zhengxun wanted to take a concubine, Han Jiaren only dared to be wronged and cry, but did not dare to object, which was tantamount to challenging male power, and she did not have so much courage.

Opposition to male rights has always been the ultimate goal of women's organizations, and Han Jiaren's experience has given them the opportunity to publicly call for the abolition of male supremacy for equality between men and women, a demand that men oppose.

On the Internet and in newspapers, there are articles by male and female scholars refuting each other, and it is not uncommon for several men and women to speak eloquently against each other on television.

Zheng Chengxian, as a well-known writer and one of the parties to the incident, is naturally indispensable for the reporter's interview, at the beginning he also supported Han Jiaren on domestic violence, and later when the focus of the interview slowly changed to which side to support, Zheng Chengxian was alert and kept silent.

It's not pleasing to support either side of this kind of thing.

Overwhelmed, he closed his door and went out of his house to sort out the script of "Boys Over Flowers" to avoid suspicion......

Han Jiaren walked into the building with light steps, came to Zheng Chengxian's house with a familiar way, took out the key and pushed the door in.

She has been working in PT for more than ten days, and during this time, her main job is to help Zheng Chengxian clean her room, just because Zheng Chengxian does not go out of the door, she has no work to speak of for the time being.

For this reason, Zheng Chengxian specially assigned her a key to facilitate access.

Paper balls scattered all over the ground in the messy living room, neat manuscripts on the Nanmu coffee table, large ashtrays filled with cigarette butts like potted plants, Zheng Chengxian lay on the sofa and shrunk into a ball, a thin blanket wrapped around the whole body and only a little hair was exposed.

Han Jiaren frowned and skillfully picked up a broom to clean up the room, she basically came once every two or three days to help Shen Shihuan in the company the rest of the time, every time she came to Zheng Chengxian's sloppiness, she frowned.

After cleaning up lightly, he picked up the stack of manuscripts on the coffee table and sat aside to read it quietly, not looking at the ashtray that looked like an unknown work of art.

She has been watching the script of "Boys Over Flowers", the story is very attractive, she wants to know the fate of Jin Sicao very much, and asked Zheng Chengxian several times but did not answer, for which she was a little depressed, and she slandered this little boss in her heart.

Time passed quietly, Zheng Chengxian woke up groggily, opened his sleepy eyes, and stretched his waist greatly to let out a sigh.

"Awake? Did you write late yesterday? Han Jiaren looked down at the script and asked casually.

"Well, Nuna, you can't wake up with such a loud sound of flipping through a book?" Zheng Chengxian smacked his dry mouth and said with resentment.

Han Jiaren put down the manuscript in his hand, got up, poured a glass of water and put it on the coffee table: "You write in the middle of the night like this, and it hurts your body to sleep during the day." ”

For Zheng Chengxian and Han Jiaren, he is a little incomprehensible, he is too lazy when he is lazy, and he can work all night when he is diligent, and he can concentrate on one person when he is diligent, and Han Jiaren is very uncomfortable.

"It's okay, it's almost the finale, and it's easy to finish writing!" Zheng Chengxian, who is so sleepless and rushing to the draft, is also helpless.

In my previous life, I had only watched TV series and a few comics, but now it is a bit laborious to restore the picture to words.

"I've been working for more than 10 days, and my only job is to help you tidy up your room, do you hire an assistant or a nanny?" Han Jiaren was a little dissatisfied, mainly because of the weakness of this high salary.

Zheng Chengxian picked up a relatively long cigarette butt from the ashtray next to him, lit it and took a puff: "Haven't you been unable to go out these days, were there reporters downstairs when you came?" Didn't notice you, did you? ”

"The reporter is there, but I didn't find it, this disguise still doesn't bother me, and you're not the only one in this building."

"Well, that's good, otherwise who knows how the reporter will scribble." Zheng Chengxian nodded and continued: "You say they quarrel, they quarrel and pull me to do something, I care about male and female rights."

The pungent smell of tobacco made Han Jiaren feel uncomfortable, and she raised her hand to fan the smoke wafting in and asked dissatisfiedly: "You are now a writer worth tens of billions, and you are not afraid of other people's jokes when you smoke cigarette butts." ”

Noticing Han Jiaren's discomfort, Zheng Chengxian embarrassedly inserted the cigarette butt back and smiled awkwardly: "I'm used to it." ”

He used to be a writer for a while, and he smoked a lot at work, one after another.

But often half of the smoke feels uncomfortable and throws it away, and then points one within a minute of throwing it away, so the cycle is very wasteful for him who is in financial distress, and then he is used to smoking half and leaving half.

"You haven't talked about work yet, can't you just let me clean your room every day? If that's the case, it's better than me to ask for a part-time job," Han Jiaren reminded.

In the past ten days of contact, I also found that it was easy to deviate from chatting with Zheng Chengxian, and I was still talking about the script one minute ago, and I ran to how much is a pound of Chinese cabbage one minute later.

"Nuna, isn't it good to work so leisurely? Look at those office workers, who are tired from 9 to 5 and are scolded by their bosses every day, and they can't get much salary at the end of the month, so it's not good to be more idle compared to them? Zheng Chengxian was very irresponsible and perfunctory.

Seeing that he was going to crook the building again, Han Jia became angry: "Can you talk well, now it's my job, what are you talking about with those office workers!?" ”

"Don't be angry, isn't that what you're saying!" Zheng Chengxian hurriedly replied flatteringly.

Pointing to the script on the coffee table with his finger: "Isn't the work coming, this script is almost finished, you can now take the first half to the TV station." ”

"Our first business of PT Entertainment is finally about to open!"

After working for more than 10 days, she finally had something serious to do, and Han Jiaren was very excited and felt that the time had come to reflect her value.

After asking Zheng Chengxian's request clearly, Han Jiaren turned around and left, her steps were firm and her fighting spirit was high, and at this moment, even if there was a high mountain in front of her, she was confident that she would defeat it.

Zheng Chengxian looked at Han Jiaren, who seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and shook his head in wonder, "It's not good to take money for nothing?" It's weird," he muttered quietly, and then covered his head again and fell into a deep sleep.