Chapter Ninety-Seven: I Don't Have Carrots in My House!

Luo Yuhao was very happy.

Looking at the first sister next to him, with a happy smile on her face, he was even happier.

"Brother, what kind of person is the Poet President?" The first sister, Park so-jin, originally had a lot of thoughts about troubadours, but when she saw Jessica appearing next to him, this thought disappeared immediately. Such a man is not something she can touch, but her curiosity has not diminished in the slightest.

Luo Yuhao smiled: "I don't know what kind of person my brother is, but I know that as long as we work hard, nothing will be missing." ”

The first sister thought so.

"This time I went to the Maldives, my brother must accompany me well, I've been so tired lately, my bones are crispy."

Luo Yuhao's eyes narrowed, "Do you love me?" ”

"That's for sure!"

"When I come back, I will raise your treatment by one level, but also your liquidated damages will be increased by twenty times."

"This ......"

"Don't you love me?"

"I see, brother."

"As long as you follow me and be loyal to the eldest brother, the eldest brother will not treat us badly." Luo Yuhao slapped her palm, and looked at the blue sky close at hand outside the cabin.

What kind of person is Big Brother?

Luo Yuhao didn't know.

When dealing with them, they are both encompassing and profound. However, they are so harsh to those children.

"Big brother, are they really commodities in your eyes?"

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Luo Yuhao and his wife were very happy to travel, but Weng Ting, who stayed at home, couldn't be happy.

He was now lying on his bed and thinking about ways to make money, and with the funds provided by the poet's studio, half of which was left in addition to cultivating Tiara. He didn't want to waste that half of the surplus.

There is still a silver lining to change the situation of Tiara with money and power.

If you don't have the money or the power, you can't pull it down, and the girls are cold.

"Without the Venerable Master's experience and the environment in which he lives, even if he has 100 billion US dollars, he must not be able to achieve any great results, right?"

Grabbing his hair in frustration, Weng Tingjun rolled over and laughed at himself.

"What should I invest in?"

"Real estate? The water is too deep, and it's not going to be good now, PASS. ”

"The entertainment industry? Yes, but not now...... PASS。 ”

"Purchasing?"

Weng Tingjun's eyes lit up, he suddenly thought of the shrew he had met on the plane before, and the word "daigou dealer" popped out of his mouth at the first sight of the shrew, which shows how developed the industry is now, and this investment should be possible.

Then invest in clothing! The cost is less and the effect is high! Especially messy with all kinds of Korean clothes and pants, casually put on the title of long-legged Oba, fans in Huaxia must be crazy about purchasing.

After making up his mind, Weng Tingjun had the idea of doing a big job immediately, but immediately thought that Luo Yuhao was estimated to be on the plane at the moment, so he suppressed this thought.

There was still half an hour before work, Weng Tingjun was not too embarrassed to continue to lie in bed, twisted his ass and reluctantly got off the bed, washed up and changed his clothes and walked out of the bedroom.

Coming to the refrigerator with a yawn, Weng Tingjun sighed, looking at the post-it notes on the refrigerator with strange eyes.

"Sandwiches are in front of the bar, and the milk can be warmed up in the microwave."

Weng Tingjun stuffed a slice of bread in his mouth and looked at his watch, "Did you go to practice at 7:30?" ”

"No matter what the role, Mrs. will be very fast."

After eating and drinking, Weng Tingjun drove to Mokdong SBS, and in mid-October, the weather was slightly cooler, and there was a bleak autumn day.

Weng Tingjun parked his car in the most remote corner and came to his office with a work card.

Sitting in his own place, Weng Tingjun sorted out today's runningman's information, and when he was busy, people walked in one after another.

He Junmin yawned listlessly, "Tingjun is so early today? ”

"The early bird gets the worm."

"That makes sense, it looks like you've got the news too!"

"What?"

Weng Tingjun was puzzled.

"Pretend!" Ho Jun Min was dissatisfied, "Mr. JYP stuffed that rabbit and Kim Junbin into RM." ”

"Rabbits? Bae Su-chi? Weng Tingjun automatically thought of Bae Xiuzhi, a member of the JYP sister girl group, MISSA.

He was quite familiar with this team, after all, there were 2 members of the group who were his compatriots, and he paid a little attention to it. As for Jin Jingbin, he really doesn't pay much attention.

He Junmin nodded, "Today's shooting is on October 28th, and there is a shortage of manpower, so you can prepare and go to the shooting site with me later." ”

"Yes!"

Sitting in He Junmin's car, Weng Ting couldn't help but open his mobile phone to search for information about Jin Jingbin.

Seeing Weng Tingjun's movements, He Junmin seemed to fall into memory, "At the beginning, WonderGirls was the No. 1 girl group in South Korea, unmatched, and now, ouch-"

"Is it so powerful?"

"Hmmm! However, they were played bad by Park Zhenying, and after Nd's success, Park Jinying couldn't wait to bring them to the United States for development, and the outcome can be imagined. ”

How can a godfather be so easy to serve?

Weng Tingjun agreed with it on his face, but he didn't think so in his heart, according to his opinion, WG could only go abroad to expand the market at that time, otherwise I am afraid that he would be a victim of the cake theory again. It's just that JYP doesn't have such a deep heritage as S#M, and didn't Girls' Generation GEE quickly move to overseas markets after nine consecutive championships? S#M succeeded, but JYP failed.

WG, it's a pity.

This just proves the cruelty of the entertainment industry.

However, this Bae so-ji seems to be strongly supported by the gorilla, and Park Jin-young has brought the members of WG as a foil.

"Do you have a favorite idol?" He Junmin's face was ambiguous#ambiguous.

"Definitely." Aren't Jessica and Ji-yeon also idols? Thinking of these two girls, a shallow smile appeared on Weng Tingjun's face.

When he came to the scene, Weng Tingjun suddenly became a little embarrassed, this issue of filming started at 4-5 o'clock in the morning, and he was not driven to the shelves because of his "special status", so he really couldn't intervene and couldn't help at this time.

Jin Hua's eyes were sharp, he glanced at Weng Tingjun and hooked his fingers.

Weng Tingjun said goodbye to He Junmin, who had already been involved, said hello to several seniors, and quickly came to Sister Jinhua.

"Sister Jinhua."

"Hey! You kid got into a car accident again? ”

Weng Tingjun was helpless, "Unlucky! ”

"Pay attention next time, it's just so that you're here, and you'll follow me later."

Whether it is a fake public or private interest, or really no manpower, Weng Ting doesn't want to get to the bottom of it, he has been working in RM for so long, he understands a sentence.

Follow Sister Jinhua to have meat to eat.

Squatting next to Sister Jinhua, watching the RM members and a few guests play games from a distance, Weng Tingjun was bored.

Boredom, I looked at Pei Xiuzhi's appearance, she looked okay, she was very comfortable, she was used to seeing the good looks of jessica and Tiara, and he also had a certain immunity to beauties.

There were no laughs during the shooting, and the editing and production in the later stage were the finishing touches.

"Bae Xiuzhi Xi's face is good, right? Is it your ideal type? If you like it, Sister Jinhua will help you introduce. ”

Weng Tingjun is flattered, good guy...... Do both He Junmin and Jinhua have the potential to be old?

"I don't have carrots at home!"