ccm。

This entertainment company under CJ can't dominate Korean entertainment, but at least it's a prince, right? But T-ara, the only best-selling company in CCM, was in this situation, but they sat idly by.

This is a bit intriguing.

"Big brother, I'm a little nervous......"

Weng Tingjun was relieved: "There's nothing to be nervous about, the more experience you have, the more you decide, and Kim Kwang-so doesn't have three heads and six arms, so there's no need to be so panicked." ”

No matter how many words he said in his throat, Luo Yuhao nodded heavily, looking like he was looking at death.

Looking at Luo Yuhao's back, Weng Tingjun smiled slightly: "I used to be the same as you, but my steps were a bit big." ”

Spanning two eras, this ripped the poet's egg to shreds.

Weng Tingjun was shocked, and involuntarily clamped his legs, "That dinosaur won't appear, right?" ”

……

"Hello Kim Kwang-so Xi, ......"

Before stepping into CCM, Luo Yuhao was extremely nervous, he never dared to think that one day he would be on an equal footing with the president of CCM.

Kim Kwang-so has looked a lot haggard in recent days, "You've made appointments a few times, just say anything about it, I'll have a meeting later." ”

"I'm the president behind the Poet Studio, and I want to buy T-ara and solve your company's troubles......"

Kim Kwang-so's eyes narrowed, "You think I'll agree?" Or do you have the confidence to make me say yes? ”

This sentence was full of anger, and Luo Yuhao's heart trembled.

"I used to think that T-ara would be the one who directed this incident, but when I saw you, I was ashamed of my guess, you are a respectable president, and T-ara did not lose, but lost to reality."

Kim Kwang-so's expression softened, these days, he also expected the cause and effect, and he also worked hard, and frequently contacted the top of the CJ Foundation, but unfortunately they were all rejected one by one.

Only then did he realize that what T-ara encountered this time was no longer as simple as an entertainment war, and there were too many twists and turns behind it.

Even CJ chose to swallow his anger, how could he turn the tide when he was just the president of a subsidiary?

"Three billion won, buying the T-ara name and all the copyrights, this is our sincerity."

Three billion?

Kim Kwang-so is angry and wants to laugh.

T-ara began to emerge in 2011 and until July 2012, the total benefits for CCM were several times that of this number, and when did it fall

But...... This is also the most sincere offer he has received so far.

Yes, there are also people who want to buy T-ara.

"Your price is more sincere than the previous batch, but I ---- refuse! Now I give you the words I rejected them as they were. ”

"If T-ara is going to rot, it can only rot in my hands!" Kim Kwang-so's words are almost roaring.

"Sending off!"

Luo Yuhao's face changed, and he stretched out his finger and pointed at Jin Guangsu angrily, "Jin Guangzhu, you are a fool, you are right to have ambitions, but you don't have the mind and wrist to dominate ambitions, you will regret it!" ”

"Send! Guest! ”

Luo Yuhao was blasted out in disgrace, and he still jumped to his feet and scolded while standing at the gate.

……

"Kid, uncle is not a taxi driver." Weng Tingjun was closing his eyes to recuperate, but he didn't expect a little girl to break in recklessly.

The girl raised her head suddenly, and Weng Tingjun, who was still napping, looked through the rearview mirror and jumped up suddenly.

Bang.

"Ouch......" Weng Tingjun covered his head and couldn't speak.

"Hello, Mr. kidnapper."

Weng Tingjun pretended to be at a loss, "You kid is so naughty, what about your mother?" Didn't you call you home for dinner? ”

"Don't pretend, I just got out of the car when you parked the car just now, and when I saw you, I recognized it at a glance."

"Really? Many people say that Lee Min Ho and I look alike. Weng Tingjun looked in the mirror, and was also electrocuted by his appearance.

"Has anyone said that your acting skills are clumsy?"

Girl, oh no, the woman is laughing, but in Weng Tingjun's eyes, she is smiling so reluctantly and so cute.

Her eyes were bloodshot.

Weng Tingjun turned his head to look out the car window, where a group of people were muttering something viciously, and he sighed silently in his heart.

"The story you told is wonderful, I want to hear your story again, if you want, I can pay a qiē, just ask you to save us."

As the woman spoke, tears fell into jade beads, and her pitiful eyes were looking at him pleadingly.

Weng Tingjun's lips twitched.

"You've mistaken someone."

"No, I'm not going to admit it."

"There was a lighter there when you pushed me out, and you didn't mean to hurt us in the first place, did you. You're helping us, aren't you? ”

"The story of the paparazzi, the story of climbing the mountain, is actually talking about us, right? So you smashed our phones, love pies, and laptops to protect us, right? ”

Quan Baolan grabbed Weng Tingjun's arm tightly, and Weng Tingjun couldn't help frowning.

"I can't help you."

Weng Ting was ruthless, and said silently in his heart, don't force me, don't force me, as long as this period of time passes, you will be fine, you will be fine.

Quan Baolan's next action made Weng Tingjun stunned, he hurriedly closed his eyes, and silently recited the Diamond Sutra in his heart, color is emptiness, emptiness is color.

"Are you crazy?"

"I'm not crazy, I'd rather I was, you know? Do you know that every day looks closest to you...... The closest good sister shed tears, but as an older sister, is there a helpless feeling? Do you know the frustration of trying to make your sisters' lives better but unable to do anything about it? You don't know! You don't understand! ”

"I know, I understand, I help you, can't I help you?" Weng Tingjun was about to cry, he didn't take such a bully.

"How can you help me?"

Weng Tingjun was stunned for a full three seconds, looking at Quan Baolan's childish face, a moment of coldness flashed in the corner of his eyes.

"You give me your phone number, and I'll send you a message in two days."

"No, give me your number."

Weng Tingjun was afraid that Quan Baolan would make any more bold moves, so without saying a word, he directly entered the number on Quan Baolan's mobile phone.

Quan Baolan watched Weng Tingjun's mobile phone ring, then pulled down his shirt with confidence, and then burst into laughter: "Actually, you are a good person." ”

With that, Quan Baolan opened the car door and quickly disappeared from Weng Tingjun's sight.

Weng Tingjun leaned on the steering wheel weakly, "I can't take this good person card." ”

"But lying flat on the blue race high, it really lives up to its name."

Weng Tingjun looked at the back and sighed softly, "If you know that the culprit is me, do you still think I am a good person?" ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for Luo Yuhao to start the car directly.

The results are already obvious.