●Ask for recommendation, ask for collection●

"My name is Ong Tingjun, born in 1988, and I'm from Busan."

"Why did you choose the job of PD assistant?"

Facing the camera, Weng Tingjun is no stranger at all, in his previous life, he saw people through the lens, but now he is under the camera, and he has the same end.

"X-man, the birth of the family, runningman, I haven't left behind in every episode, I think the TV station that can produce such a great program should be greater, right?" Weng Tingjun had to say these words with a heart.

"I like Liu Jae-seok's predecessors, Lee Kwang-joo's predecessors, etc., and I hope to have this honor to be able to work with everyone."

That's right, the price of 800W won is to be mixed into runningman's production group, but Weng Tingjun's identity has changed, he is a distant cousin of Luo Yuhao.

VJ, who was in charge of recording for the 3rd, nodded and ended shooting.

"Brother Yuhuan, I'll invite you to dinner, and by the way, I'll ask you something."

Jeon Woo-hwan was slightly surprised, he was in charge of photographing the newcomer Weng Tingjun, from the Audi A6 to the expensive suit on his body, plus the Casio watch on his wrist.

Maybe this is a rich second generation?

Jeon Woo-hwan was not reserved, nodded and agreed.

Weng Tingjun chose a nearby barbecue restaurant, asked for a few bottles of sake, and politely poured a full glass of wine for Jeon Woo-hwan.

"Ting Junxi, you're too polite, I'm just a VJ."

Weng Tingjun shook his head and smiled, "Every hard worker deserves respect. ”

After being full of wine and food, Jeon Woo-hwan did not insist that Weng Tingjun be sent home, and Weng Tingjun also got the information he wanted.

runningman is now in full swing, and it is the time when manpower is needed, so the sophisticated and sleek Weng Tingjun has become RM's PD assistant.

"Huh...... It's not bad to be a PD. ”

……

Luo Yuhao was secretly anxious, he understood that Weng Tingjun was going to SBS to gild, but although Korean culture was derived from Chinese culture, it was different after all.

He was worried that Mr. Ong-jeong-kwan would not be able to adapt to this kind of life, and he knew very well what it would be like for a rookie to move to a new workplace in South Korea.

"Walking around reduces your worries?"

"It's your business." Luo Yuhao has no good impression of Zhou Shuchen at all.

Zhou Shuchen was not annoyed, and quietly looked at the newspaper, which was reporting the incident of T-ara falling into the Black Sea, and he thought silently in his heart.

"Zhou Shuchen ......" Looking at Zhou Shuchen's appearance, Luo Yuhao's face became gloomy.

If he could, he really wanted to throw this guy with no one in his eyes into the Han River, if he had the strength.

"He's back." Zhou Shuchen got up and returned to his bedroom.

Luo Yuhao was in no mood to deal with him, and hurriedly ran to the door to greet Weng Tingjun.

Today, Weng Tingjun is familiar with the major departments of SBS under the leadership of his seniors, and he is a little tired.

"Big Brother"

Weng Tingjun smiled, "Don't worry. ”

He knew Luo Yuhao's worries, in his opinion, there was nothing in this kind of etiquette in South Korea, and it was much better than being a paparazzi.

Luo Yuhao breathed a sigh of relief.

"How's it going with what I've asked you to do?"

"So far, some evidence has been gathered."

Weng Tingjun nodded, "I will approach Zheng Mingyu in the next few days, and then you will negotiate with Kim Kwang-so as the president of the poet's studio." ”

With a two-pronged approach, Weng Tingjun believes that it is impossible to turn over with Kim Kwang-so.

"Big brother, now that T-ara has become an eighteenth-tier girl group, there is no need to make such a big fanfare, right?"

"The dog is still in a hurry to jump off the wall, let alone CCM?" Weng Tingjun didn't continue to explain, and glanced at the empty living room, "What about him?" ”

"Go back to your room."

"Looking for me?" Zhou Shuchen, who had just come out to pour water, stopped.

Weng Tingjun sat on the sofa and said with a smile: "Sit down." ”

"Summer vacation is coming soon, what are your plans?"

"Go home."

Weng Tingjun is accustomed to Zhou Shuchen's cherishing words like gold, "I want to set up a live broadcast platform in Huaxia, but I need a spokesperson." ”

"So you found me, but I refused."

Luo Yuhao was annoyed and angry, Weng Tingjun waved his hand, and continued to smile: "Well, this is you." ”

"The last time you asked for idol live broadcast, this is not Huaxia, but South Korea, without the permission of the brokerage company, they dare not cross the rules and take the job privately, and the brokerage company is even less likely to agree to accept this kind of commercial performance." After going to RM for a day, Weng Tingjun was not without gains, and he also understood a little about idol's foreign-related requirements.

The two lives are human beings, and two different lives overlap together, Weng Tingjun's experience is naturally not something that Zhou Shuchen can compare.

Zhou Shuchen frowned slightly, and looked up at Weng Tingjun with a smile on his face.

Luo Yuhao glanced at Zhou Shuchen proudly.

Zhou Shuchen swept Luo Yuhao in the afterglow, and just said softly to be an idiot.

Luo Yuhao's face changed.

"I'll take you to a bar at night, South Korea is famous not only for its internet speed, but also for nightclubs."

……

Weng Tingjun took them to a fairly formal nightclub in Myeongdong.

"I've been here, you can't see those scumbags here, maybe if you're lucky, you can meet a few artists and idols." After speaking, he glanced at Zhou Shuchen disdainfully.

Zhou Shuchen directly ignored him, and the angry Luo Yuhao almost burst into foul language.

Weng Tingjun was very satisfied, asked for some fried chicken and beer, and the three of them found a window seat and sat down.

"Handsome guy...... Hello, can I sit here? A woman who looked good and had a hot figure came to the three of them with a swaying demeanor, her eyes were always locked on Weng Tingjun's body, and her eyes were very aggressive.

Weng Tingjun smiled and raised his head to look at her, "It's an honor, but they are comrades, do you mind?" ”

The faces of the three changed, and the woman glanced at Luo Yuhao and Zhou Shuchen in disgust, and left in a huff.

Weng Tingjun also often mixed in the night club in his previous life, and the life of the paparazzi was actually very monotonous, he had to squat every day to catch news, and he had to enrich his spare time.

This woman has used a knife is one thing, and the second is dirty.

For this kind of woman, he has no interest, and he can't help but think of the white BMW girl in his mind, which is the best of the best.

"You want to buy T-ara?"

Zhou Shuchen, who was silent, suddenly raised his head and looked at Weng Tingjun with burning eyes.

Luo Yuhao's eyes widened.

Weng Tingjun still smiled, "You see it?" ”

"What is the purpose?"

Weng Tingjun smiled mysteriously, "Money! ”

Zhou Shuchen's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and his mind was spinning rapidly.

From using You Feiran to kidnap T-ara, to now, is his purpose more than just to avoid You Feiran's pursuit?

Zhou Shuchen has been in South Korea for more than half a year, and he has a deep understanding of the Korean Wave, but now T-ara is suffering from ......

Zhou Shuchen looked at Weng Tingjun strangely, could it be that Weng Tingjun was the mastermind behind this Black Sea incident? !

"Looks like you've guessed it." Weng Tingjun stood up and looked at the door of the bar, "He's here." ”