Chapter Ninety-Six: Compensation?

On the afternoon of the first day of the new year, the incident of 'condemning sBs' on the Internet spread more and more, not only that, netizens moved from the Internet to the Internet, and spontaneously gathered in front of the sBs TV station, some people held posters of "I'm sorry, I love you", and some people held their own handwritten slogans, and they did not make loud noises, but they attracted passers-by and reporters.

Reporters set up their cameras and snapped photos, not thinking that this time it must be another piece of news.

There are many times when the behavior of fans cannot be thought of by ordinary people, because these things that seem ordinary to you are sometimes more important than yourself for this group of lovely fans.

The illegitimate meal that stays up all night is just to catch the moment when his favorite idol goes to work; Fans with low salaries are willing to spend several times their wages to buy peripherals; Scolding and fighting with others on the Internet may just be because of the other party's 'who is **).

Such fans are 'cute' and pitiful, cute is relative to the artist, it is naturally a fortunate thing to have such a group of die-hard fans; Crippled'.

In fact, earlier, the security personnel of sBs TV station had noticed the group of people gradually gathering in front of their house, but they didn't care at the time, thinking that it was an artist's illegitimate meal or fan, as long as they didn't make trouble, they could say anything. But as more and more people gathered, when they began to display their posters or slogans, the sBs security personnel realized that those who didn't make trouble were more hateful than those who made trouble.

But at this time, it was too late for them to stop it, and the reporters who had already gotten the news and smelled the fishy smell like hyenas had already set up their long guns and short guns across the road, always paying attention to the next movements of sBs, which made the security personnel of the TV station a little overwhelmed, and could only ask their own leaders to come over.

The leader in charge of logistics hurried over after learning the news, and when he saw the situation, he was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks, and he didn't know what to do.

Just when he had no master and didn't know what to do, someone in his subordinate suddenly mentioned a person, and then he remembered the cause of the farce in front of the door, 'The bell must be tied to the bell'.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly ran upstairs non-stop, the elevator couldn't get down for a while, and he was anxious to drag his body up the stairs with a hundred and ten pounds, just to solve this matter perfectly as soon as possible

"Zheng PD, that's such a thing, can you go down and talk to the fans?"

In the office, Director Yan, who manages logistics, said with a sneer: "It's not a way to always let them block the door of the TV station, and those reporters are still taking pictures, if you don't go down, our TV station will make headlines tomorrow!" ”

Hearing this, Zheng Hyukzai raised his head and looked at Director Yan sitting in front of him, looking at him was indeed anxious enough, the weather was not hot, the beads of sweat on his forehead were like an untightened faucet, even if he wiped it, it didn't matter.

"I'm just a PD, the behavior of the fans organized spontaneously, and I don't use it when I speak." Zheng Hyukzai said with a smile, but this smile did not penetrate into his eyes, he looked at Director Yan lukewarmly, and said words of refusal.

'What can't be done, it's clear that you don't want to do it!' ’

Although Director Yan thought of it like this in his heart, the smile on his face became stronger and stronger, "Zheng PD, if you have something to say, although the two of us didn't have much contact before, but in the future, we will definitely be useful when we get each other, don't you say?" ”

If he said this a few days ago, Jung Hyuk-jae might still help him, after all, they are all colleagues in the company and seniors of the TV station, and they don't see each other when they look down, and when they get each other, it's not too much to help. It's just that now that the award was presented last night, Jung Hyuk-jae has to reconsider.

For sBs TV, Jung Hyuk-jae never felt that he owed anything, and he did not belong to the group of directors trained by sBs himself.

There are so many TV series in the past year, all of them belong to a radish and a pit, Jung Hyuk Jae occupies one, and naturally there is one less, so who is missing, naturally whoever is unlucky is who, and because he has only been in the company for more than half a year, his life experience is already comparable to some half-hundred old-timers, and everyone is panicked in their hearts about this matter.

Zheng Hyuk-jae's speech was not tough, but it was a soft nail, which stung Director Yan, who was in charge of logistics, and he had nowhere to start.

He has also heard about the situation of the awards ceremony last night, but he also didn't expect it to cause such a big storm on the Internet, and this turmoil has a tendency to spread to real life, I don't believe it looked up at the window, the fans of the twenties "I'm sorry, I love you" are still standing firmly in front of the sBs TV station.

"I can't help with this." Jung Hyuk-jae shook his head, even if his words worked, he couldn't leave sBs TV with an image of being a bully.

didn't say goodbye, this Director Yan ran out again in a hurry, and this matter could not be delayed for a moment.

After taking a glass of water, Jung Hyuk-jae came to the window and looked out the window, there seemed to be more and more fans gathered downstairs, more than a dozen security personnel of the TV station, you look at me, I look at you, none of them dare to take a step forward, because their every move is in the shooting range of cameras and cameras, it is very likely that they have never been on TV in their lives, and they will have such a rare opportunity tonight.

Holding a teacup and drinking water, Jung Hyuk-jae watched the bustle downstairs for a while, and someone knocked on the door of his office within five minutes.

"Enter."

Jung Hyuk-jae returned to his seat, put down his teacup and shouted.

"Zheng PD, Director Liu, please come over."

The tall and convex secretary said playfully, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, which was neither frivolous but extraordinarily attractive.

Closely following the female secretary, Jung Hyuk-jae didn't feel nervous at all, but had the leisure to enjoy the scenery behind her, and her soft waist twisted and twisted, as if she was tempting someone.

"Zheng PD, it's here!"

The female secretary said as she pushed open the door, "Director Liu is waiting for you inside." ”

It is worthy of being the director's office, naturally it is much larger and more luxurious than his own office, Jung Hyuk-jae walked in and glanced at the office, this time he wanted to see his protagonist nested in the boss's chair, burying his head in what seemed to be writing.

Looking at the past from Jung Hyuk-jae's point of view, the director in front of him doesn't look very old, with black and shiny hair, but everyone who has seen him knows his real age, and he is only a few years younger than the president of the station, Lee Chang-jae.

For almost five minutes, Jung Hyuk-jae stood in place, neither of them spoke first, and Director Yoo was still buried in his approval of his papers.

"Coming?"

Director Liu suddenly raised his head, as if he had just seen that there was another person in his office, and he spoke with an indistinct familiarity, as if the two had known each other for a long time.

"I heard that Director Liu, you called me?"

"Well, I'm calling you here mainly to talk about the TV series." Speaking of this, Director Yoo suddenly got up, stood up with a height of less than 1.7 meters and compared with Jung Hyuk Jae's height, inexplicably had a sense of funny, it seemed that he had also discovered this problem, walked a few steps and sat on the boss's chair, staring at him with a smile.

"Actually, I've wanted to see you for a long time, but unfortunately I haven't had time, I have long heard that our TV station has a young PD, and it is really extraordinary when I see it today."

Jung Hyuk-jae smiled and didn't say anything, letting him speak.

While speaking, Director Yoo had been observing Jung Hyuk-jae in front of him, and seeing that he was not moved by what he said, his brows couldn't help frowning, and his heart sank.

At that time, the list of acting awards was indeed passed through his hands, and there were many excellent TV series in Taiwan this year, from "Paris Lovers" to "Bali Story" to "Stairway to Heaven", the cake was originally a little difficult to divide, and it was necessary to take care of the emotions of the elderly on these TV stations, and the awards had to be divided comfortably, so it was natural to find a good bully from the award-winning people, so Zheng Hyuk-jae was the first to be selected.

divided the awards that "I'm Sorry, I Love You" originally deserved, and according to his expectations, it was naturally a happy ending, but what he never expected was that his momentary actions would cause such a big reaction on the Internet, and the wave of 'denunciating sBs shady' even spread to reality.

"I heard that it was very hard when filming "I'm Sorry, I Love You" at that time, this is a subsidy given to you by the station, a total of 10 million, you accept it first, and then the station has begun to prepare for the New Year's Shuimu drama"

Director Yoo took out a bank card that had been prepared and put it on the table, and halfway through his words, in his mind, it was so obvious that he had already hinted at it, Jung Hyuk-jae would not be unaware.

What is this? Is it compensated?

Do you want to give a jujube in the face? Jung Hyuk-jae smiled, and the smile was so meaningful

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