King of the Last Drama

"· · · Why is it so late?"

"Didn't you hit something, him?"

Homes in Girl Group AirLiz .

The two sisters were standing in an uneasy attitude.

Secondly, Zuri wore his watch from time to time, but if he had any physical power in his eyes, it would have worn off.

It was only an hour after I waited that the front door was barely open.

"· · · I'm here."

As soon as Ara came in weary and wet, the two sisters immediately asked questions.

"How was it, puppy? How many times did you pay NG?"

"You didn't do anything that would excuse Lee Hyun-seok Fidi or anyone else, did you? Did you say hello properly?"

"· · · Can I ask the manager sister?"

I answered without hesitation the questions that my personality reveals.

"I didn't eat it. I was a little frozen, but Lee Hyun-Seok Fiddy and Idona Sunbae helped me get it done. Don't worry, I did a good job."

"Senior Idona? That Idona?!"

Eun Sol opens his mouth.

"You're a puppy, aren't you?"

"No."

Ara had a slightly slackened face.

"All the rumors about Idona Senior are in vain. How kind and kind of you."

Those with Idona and Kite, especially Red Ji Ho, could have questioned my ears.

He would have ranked those two in 1st and 2nd place as the most unfit adjectives for Idona.

When Zuri and Nsol face each other, Ara raises his voice.

"I mean it! You kindly explained to me what I was going to do wrong, and you gave me a little respect until I asked you to let me go!"

"Wow, really?"

Nsol opened his eyes wide.

It is a celebrity where only one year of military sequence is established. It is hard to imagine such a behavior of a great electorate.

Zuri was also a little surprised.

"· · · You seem to be very different from what I've heard."

"Well, there's something you can do to Lee Hyun-seok Fiddy. Maybe that's what it looks like."

While spreading that distorted awareness, Ara slightly tilts his head.

'Even so, you didn't do anything bad, did you? I was eccentric during the shoot.'

No way.

Silver Sol's words awakened the pink delusion of the early 20s.

"Oh, I've been contacting you on a family phone."

"Huh? Mom?"

"No, your brother."

"· · · · · ·."

Ara became a subtle expression. Nsol, on the other hand, was small-scale.

"You said I'd see you on your side?"

I squirm my lips without answering.

Ara's brother dropped out of school shortly after going to a good university because of his difficult home and chose a job.

After a big fight, Ara suffered from self-esteem and self-loathing for a while.

It was so serious that Han Yumi was casting in "Living Like a Theatre" and didn't know what would have happened if the group hadn't been alive.

"Thank goodness, reconciliation."

"· · · Yes."

Rarely has an honest answer returned.

Zuri, who was smiling together, seemed to recall.

"And what about Yumi? Haven't you met him?"

"· · · · · ·."

Ara's face, which had been loosened for a long time, hardened.

In a constant atmosphere, Zuri and Nsol exchanged embarrassing gazes.

"What's wrong?"

"· · · No."

"You're not just looking at cancer, are you?"

Ara only broke his lips in successive bruises and closed his mouth. The conversation was not a good thing to say.

What the hell happened between me and Lee Hyun-seok Fiddy? '

Excuse me for the last time, but is that something I can't say for the rest of my life?

#

If you say so, I'll think about it.

I ended my call with Gia and put my phone in my pocket.

Subsequently, I faced Kim Chul Sunbae. After that, laughter spread all over without anyone first.

[Zhang Yeon-chul is helping us again.]

"That's it."

The elder exudes a nostril, and I also nod bluntly.

"If it had been like this, I would have been forced to go franchising like a play."

As I said before, Kim and Seol agreed that the third drama should be a complete new work of new writers and new faces.

Otherwise, there is no way to lift the barricade against the current wall.

[· · · But he seemed willing to raise a franchise like a play.]

The problem was that.

I wanted to say no, but I came up with a proposition like that, and I'm just going to play a normal fiddy, and I can't.

An unexpected waste came into the plate that I was pondering.

[Kee, if she falls in love, we'll be forced to try something else for a while.]

"Yes, it is."

In addition, it made me feel comfortable that Gia had no opportunity to add more.

Gourmet is enormous and also great for a career. Are there any more perfect conditions?

[For the record, what would you have done?]

"· · · I would have done the planning on my own and attracted other fiddies and entrusted Gia with it."

[Like, who's there?]

I pondered for a while and opened my mouth.

"What about you, Kim Jeon Gam from KBC?"

[Arthur.]

Kim Chol Sunbae said he killed him.

[That man is my fruit. Kee, it's not a bowl to hold her.]

"Well, I think so, too."

But Zhang Yeon-seol PD is different.

I recently saw his new, "Fancy Dinner."

"Zhang Jeong Iron Fiddy must mean something to the barracks. It has the potential to bring Gia's screenplay to life."

Recently, Diego Rodriguez betrayed me so thoroughly, his freshness seemed more than impressive.

"It would be a great experience for Gia."

"Mmm."

However, as opposed to the cheerfulness of Kim Chul and Senior Kim, the reactions around him were cool.

A calligrapher who heard my story touched my ear and asked me, as if she heard something strange.

"Hey, Fiddy. Are you serious?"

"Is there a problem?"

"No, something."

Open your mouth and shake your head.

"I wouldn't like it if I were involved." I notice that it doesn't make me feel good to keep my mouth shut.

On the other hand, Idona's reaction to pushing in from the office door was more elegant and direct.

"Are you insane?"

It only meant that the tone was elegant.

It was a bold, bulging face, and it was not a level of dislike to be greeted as usual.

I sighed with a suspicious expression that I was really out of my mind.

"Why do you come all of a sudden?"

"· · · I know I don't deserve to interfere yet. But this isn't it, is it?"

Idona tried to kill him with her voice.

"Writer Kee, you're your number one temple. What are you trying to give to someone else?"

"· · · Gia is not a puppy, what does she say?"

"Don't catch a horse's tail."

I don't feel like I'm going to sink like I'm raising the fitting bar. I think it's quicker to calm down.

"You know what he thinks of you!"

I showed the proposal to Gia who was shaking his head. Idona's expression became strange the moment she caught him with an unpleasant face.

Read it out quietly and ask in a slightly sunk voice.

"· · · Are you sure this is the amount?"

"Is there a reason to lie?"

Idona, who hadn't said a word for a while, sighed within.

"You made an arrangement."

"Well, originally, Gia couldn't get a good career in the next 10 years."

That's an assessment I made because I trust Gia.Nine pennies won't last a lifetime.

I changed the tone.

"Mr. Idona. This is a chance for Gia."

"· · · · · ·."

"No one knows how long it will take to collect this kind of information on our side. Because of the nature of the broadcaster, I can't guarantee that one hit will continue to hit."

One hit Wonder is a bit common on this floor – what the old courier CP said wasn't actually wrong.

Oh, of course, Gia is the exception.

However, for Idona, it was quite well shaped as an excuse.

"Like a play," he said, "there was too little rubber compared to what was hitting him."

"I heard that."

"Then you know. Gia will now be a college student, and her two siblings will have to study in full."

"· · · · · ·."

"You're going to need money. Very much."

Idona looked at me because it was far away.

Anger faded on his face, and only a hard to read expression remained.

"· · What about your franchise? You're on the right track with Prequalo. If you don't push it now · · · · ·."

"Well, what if it's a few years late? I've been talking to the press ever since."

I shrugged.

"We have our own new initiative. It's going to be good stuff."

And, Idona hasn't said a word for a while.

"· · · Yes. · · · · · · ·."

I close my eyes as if I realized something. And the expression moved finely.

· · · · · ·?

There have been no major changes. To put it bluntly, my eyebrows just sat down a little.

But at that moment I felt a certain kind of guilt. But the words that followed quickly erased the meditation.

"But still, it's a little out of the company, isn't it?"

"Of course not."

"· · · Yes?"

I smiled.

"Everyone is strangely mistaken, but Wizzton Entertainment is a strict celebrity planner."

#

A few days from then.

I was asking for a handshake with a smile.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Lee Hyun-seok, CEO of Wiston."

"· · · · · ·."

In fact, Zhang Yeon-cheol PD did not want to say bad things, but it was a vicious face unlike me.

He remained frozen for a while and barely regained consciousness and grabbed my hand.

"Zhang Yeong-cheol."

Zhang Yeon-chul shook hands and shook me with a firm expression.

"What happened to that?"

I said luggage naturally.

"What happened? Didn't you say you want a contract with the writer? Of course, we have to step up, our affiliate."

Zhang Yeon-chul's eyes sank. Siegese molars are cruel.

"· · · Excuse me."

"No offense."

I smiled and gave out the contract.

"Let's get to the point quickly."

"· · · The point?"

"I agree that I will not be involved in any planning other than MBS for the next three years as a starting point for next year."

Zhang Yeon-chul blinked. I didn't really understand what I was saying.

Ah, and I immediately added.

"Of course, all the projects I do, including the" Like a Theatre "series, are commendable. Will this be enough?"

"· · · · · ·??"

Zhang Yeon-chul's face instantly burst into distress.

094 Borrow Chicken and Ride Back (5) End