In the evening, in the office of Director MBC, Kim Jong-ming, who was lying on the sofa, felt that he had woken up from the heatstroke, but this time he probably did wake up.

Why is it so sure this time? Because compared with the previous attitude of being casual and indifferent, Kim Jong-ming was already a little reflective at this time.

That's right, it's indeed reflection... But before reflection, we must first make a statement, that is, the slap and punch Kim Jong-ming just now are absolutely not regretful. He just reflected on himself because he could have a better way of dealing with it. After all, the more heat stroke, the more he has no thinking in his head, and then directly relies on his emotions to reflect a person's most real mentality.

If you are unhappy, you are unhappy. If you are emotional, you will have to continue to hit someone who is angry and beat him. What can I say?

But in this case, the first thing that needs reflection is first in this sentence... Uh, I was obviously going to hit someone, but why was it myself who broke his hand? It seems that I was really unintelligent at the moment of hitting someone. I really had heat stroke but had not recovered. Otherwise, why couldn't I get a elbow on my backhand? Why did I use my left hand that had broken bones due to filming and had not yet recovered?

Besides, if you really want to vent your anger for Chu Long and vent your anger, including helping Liu Jae-suk, you actually have ten thousand ways to vent your anger. What do you use a knife to kill people, what do you drive a tiger and swallow a wolf, what do you go from top to bottom or bottom to top, or even hit you left and right... Today, Xiaoxiao turned around and left. I don’t know how this guy died after a few days!

Then the second place that needs reflection comes from this also appears? Kim Jong-ming feels that he seems to be prone to getting up or overreacting in recent times.

That's right, since he starred in "The Veteran", the film has been filmed for half a month until now, but Kim Jong-ming still feels like he is trapped in the drama a little bit. The arrogant attitude of Zhao Tai-hu, the second-generation chaebol in the movie, the mentality of not caring about everything, and the mentality of not taking anything in his heart and throwing it up, unknowingly, still affecting himself in real life.

What should I say about beating this time? It’s okay if the other party deserves a beating, but in anger, he helped Xiao Jin Qichun break the Blue House sex scandal. Now when I look back, I feel like I don’t know how to live or die.

To be honest, if someone stabs it out, the aunt will definitely make her lose money.

Of course, at this moment, these long-term plans such as reflection, improvement of personal cultivation, and how steel is made must be put aside for the time being. Because he had just hit someone in public.

You know, although they are all beaten people, and even though they are all senior executives of the TV station, they are all emotionally irritated and too lazy to think too much... But this time, the Minister of the mbc this time is not the same as the last time when they hit KBS Director.

The last time I was on the Blue House, where the thing that happened was something that made the aunt feel embarrassed. She would define a category to solve the problem and make the matter controllable. Then, in addition, even a cup of coffee in that broken place has political attributes, so all witness testimony and surveillance videos are controllable. If you make a serious guide, all the prosecutors from the aunt to the bottom can have a controllable position.

And what about here?

This is a TV station, and everything here has attributes, but it is a media attribute, which is naturally a communication attribute! God knows how many idols were stumbled behind the door and peeked at the door? God knows if anyone was carrying a camera everywhere and taking photos and videos everywhere like Sunmi? God knows how many people were sitting in the surveillance room of the TV station at that time? God knows how complicated the positions of the MBC senior executives present at that time were?

In short, since this broken thing happened in mbc, it just happened on Myeongdong Street at 8 o'clock in the evening, so don't even think about covering it up! In fact, although the news that Kim Jong-ming broke his hand due to a fight may not be a headline, all kinds of messy rumors must have spread in various circles.

I have to admit that if you want to be quick, the aftermath will inevitably be a big trouble!

"Wood." Just as Kim Jong-ming was thinking about it, Krystal carefully pushed the door in, and then tiptoed to his brother. "Chulong and Ouni and the others finished their performance, and now they all returned to the standby room. What should I do next?"

"Let everyone else go back to the nanny car and wait, just go and bring Chulong." Jin Zhongming replied casually. "Then you go to the nanny car and wait for us to go down!"

Krystal opened his mouth, but finally said nothing, just curled his lips slightly to show his dissatisfaction, but he still turned around and went out.

In this way, five minutes later, only Chu Long and Jin Zhongming were left in the office of President mbc.

By the way, he opened the door carefully and approached him gently, but Chu Long and Krystal gave people a completely opposite feeling - Krystal looked honest, but he felt like a lively puppy. As soon as he entered the door, he interrupted Kim Jong-ming's thoughts and forced him to divert his attention; Chu Long was just the opposite. She was gentle like a kitten. Although Kim Jong-ming knew she had come in from the beginning, he could still concentrate on thinking.

"Have Oppa's hands been processed?" Chu Long walked over gently, but did not sit down, but instead squatted in front of the sofa with Kim Jong-ming's wrist. "What do you mean?"

"It's been dealt with." Jin Zhongming glanced at his left hand indifferently. "The medical staff in large units like mbc can still trust it. As for the doctor's meaning, it's nothing more than a hundred days of injury and a more careful way in the future."

"Then be more careful." Chu Long gently put down his wrist and then helped the other party tidy up his cuffs. "Do you have any ideas about this matter today... Oppa asked me to come?"

"There are some ideas." Kim Jong-ming was a little bit serious. "But it's a bit too much, so I have to refer to your opinion."

Chulong blinked and didn't say anything.

"Hon." Jin Zhongming coughed a little dry. "Longlong, this is the case now. Since the incident happened in mbc, it will definitely spread quickly. Although I had called Senior Li Haizhen from Naver just now and asked him to ask his subordinates to help me with some pressure, it would definitely not be enough, and he could not suppress paper media. He actually couldn't control some barefoot websites... So, as a public figure, I will sooner or later give an explanation to the outside media. Since it is an explanation, there must be a reason..."

"Don't you need to give an explanation to the minister?" Chu Long hesitated instinctively. "Just now, the mbc staff found me for some purpose, and told me that their mbc's ribs were also broken. President Kim Jong Kook took a lot of effort to get the other party to visit the medical department inside the mbc."

"Whether to give an explanation depends on our situation." Kim Jong-ming ignored the mbc internal personnel's information and other things, but simply answered the other party's main question. "It has nothing to do with how much he was injured. For us, some reasons require him to cooperate, and some solutions require him to give us an explanation in turn! So you don't have to worry about him for now. For us, just give an explanation to the media and the public."

"So that's it." Chu Long rolled his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

"I just mentioned the reason for taking action." Jin Zhongming wanted to look at the other party's expression and continued. "Of course we all know what's going on. He just took office and didn't know you. He would naturally have to pay the price for those presumptuous words in front of me. So..."

"So?" Chu Long asked softly, tilting his head.

"So if you say it truthfully, although the negative impact of violence cannot be eliminated, it will definitely make many young people feel recognized." Kim Jong-ming stared at the other party and said, "I'm angry with the beauty! What do you think?"

"I don't know." Chu Long replied simply. "What did Oppa think and what attitude?"

"I'm very hesitant." Kim Jong-ming looked helpless and clever and sat up on the sofa, so that she could see her girlfriend's expression more clearly. "Longlong, there are some things that need not be ignored. The reason why I have always been a little ambiguous about this matter was because Eun-jing was strong and... and strong in this matter! She was very concerned about her career and especially self-esteem. What about me? After experiencing that time, I was inevitably a little cautious about this kind of thing, so I looked forward to and valued your opinions more."

"I understand." Chu Long replied softly, and at the same time reached out to help the other party lift the ends of his hair that was somewhat deformed because of his lying down.

"Apart from that." Kim Jong-ming sighed slightly and continued. "Back to this matter itself, from a man's perspective, I was a little smug for playing a male role in Chong Guanyiyi's angry and for the beauty, but I didn't want my girlfriend to be criticized for playing Chong Guanyiyi's angry and for the beauty... This is unfair! You know, our society is unfair!"

"What I like most is oppa." Chu Long couldn't help laughing. "I always have such a natural gentleness to girls, or to all the weak, but I have always been rude to those strong people."

Jin Zhongming was slightly stunned, but immediately came back to his senses: "Anyway, my attitude is actually a bit shirking responsibility. I still want to hear what you mean and save you more trouble."

"For more trouble, for example, what else is there?" Chu Long asked seriously.

"For example, your group has just taken off." Kim Jong-ming smiled. "I heard that a fan club will be set up next month. If you become my girlfriend tomorrow morning, you may have a crazy fan mailing bomb."

"This is not the case." Chu Long lowered his head slightly and said. "In fact, whether this kind of thing really happens or a little bit of it, it really doesn't matter to me. But oppa, I think you have figured out the problem long ago, and the key now is not me."

"Yes." Kim Jong-ming narrowed his eyes slightly. "As humans, the so-called social animals, are not living for themselves. You don't care about them, you also have to consider the people around you... Actually, I think we should not care about this, and we two are already semi-public in the main living circles. What you are worried about should be those little girls, right?"

"That's right, those little girls." Chu Long leaned over and leaned on each other's thighs, and his tone became even more helpless. "Endi is still helping his family pay off their debts. Naeon and Pumei are wholeheartedly trying to get out of this path. Nanzhu and Xia Rong are still so young... I always teach them this way and let them do that. If their future is damaged by their own personal problems, it would be embarrassing."

Jin Zhongming fell silent.

"oppa...why do you think of them?" Seeing that the other party was not speaking, Chu Long's voice seemed a little nervous.

"How can I think?" Kim Jong-ming touched the other person's head and laughed. "I have discussed similar questions with Sunny before. The answer is very simple. A team working together, putting aside all external forces, and the internal rules must be followed. What rules? In your apink, a team of 6 people, one person alone is not qualified to make sacrifices for her and one person. Not to mention, at such a critical moment, if you announce your relationship, it will be a devastating blow to the apink that shows people with purity."

Chu Long rubbed his chin slightly on the other party's thigh to show his agreement.

"Then let's just say that!" Jin Zhongming continued.

"Then this matter..."

"There is another way." Kim Jong-ming laughed. "It can also relieve my pressure to a certain extent, and the effect is destined to be good. The only thing I was worried about before was that things might get bigger."

"Will there be any other hidden dangers or effects when it's a big deal?" Chu Long asked cautiously.

"Maybe." Jin Zhongming lowered his head and smelled the other person's body, but sighed slightly. "I have nothing to hide with you. With the current situation, if things get a big deal, it may crash if they attract dissatisfaction from someone. But what do you think? In fact, I had already made up my mind to do this before you came!"

"Don't you lie to me?"

"I won't lie to you." Jin Zhongming held the other person's head with one hand and laughed again. "Do you know? Ermao gave me some knowledge about dinosaurs today..."

"I... don't quite understand." Chu Long was indeed a little dizzy.

"What about the story, it's like this..." Jin Zhongming didn't care about the other party's confusion, but seriously told the other party about the afternoon SBS incident and Zheng Ermao's high opinion. "In short, she was still talking about people after she spared for a long time. The general meaning of this statement is that people's behavior is restricted by society. Even if you have some unique ideas, your social attributes will still correct your behavior."

"I don't understand it." Chu Long chuckled. "But these strange things really look like hers... Anyway, they are all learned from Oppa."

"That's right, I'm spoiled, I don't deny it." Kim Jong-ming nodded with a smile. "Let's continue talking... As for me, I just debuted, and even before I even debuted, I had an idea that as long as I could get along, become a top figure in the circle, or simply become a big shot who jumped out of the circle, I would have enough energy to deal with many people and things that I could not handle before."

"Whoever would have had such an idea at the beginning?" Chu Long was still lying on the other party's lap, but couldn't help but raise his hand and touch the other party's face. "But most people can't get what they want, and you are one of the few people who have fulfilled their wishes."

"That's the problem." Jin Zhongming smiled bitterly. "I did jump out of the circle, but when I could easily deal with those people and things, I found that I didn't need to deal with these things anymore... Because your identity has changed, the people and things you have to deal with have also changed! It's like today, I'm really just here to hang out, preparing to pick up Ermao and pick you up, and then preparing to have a meal together in the evening, but the people at mbc want to bother you with some unspeakable things, and the reason they do this is because they think you are for those things that match your identity. So in a sense, Ermao's previous words still make sense. People are always involuntarily, or the meaning of the shell on their bodies is much greater than their own meaning."

"Her words always have some misconceptions." Chu Long continued to comfort him.

"The fallacies are fallacies." Kim Jong-ming also smiled. "But sometimes you can't help but wonder what the meaning of trying to climb up, shaping your image, and winning reputation before? Social status, popular image, interpersonal relationships, personal wealth, these things have built a three-dimensional, realistic, and powerful shell for you. Most people actually come for this shell rather than for yourself. What about yourself? Not to mention that there are always new troubles, you are the best, the best, the few people who can sit side by side with you, and people don't believe you when you come to the TV station to pick up your sister and go to dinner..."

Chu Long is actually a little confused because she still couldn't connect this topic with the previous topic.

"But Longlong, your attitude towards this matter today, and the high theories of Ermao before, have given me some new understanding of these things that I had been bored before, or more organized." Jin Zhongming seemed to have seen through the other party's thoughts, and then turned the topic back. "Longlong, you see, I spent so long and so much energy to build such a powerful shell. Can I only use it to protect myself? Think about it carefully, although sometimes this shell will make you poor contact with the world, this thing can also shelter the people I value from the wind and rain. This should even be its original function and my original intention in the past... If a person lives only for himself, how boring would it be? And if this shell cannot be used, what's the use of making it big or hard?"

Somehow, Chulong smiled slightly.

"That's all this." Kim Jong-ming stretched out his intact right hand and held the other party's hand. "You don't have to worry about it, leave it to me."

"Okay." Chu Long nodded without hesitation.

"And." Jin Zhongming suddenly took another deep breath. "There is one more sentence!"

Chu Long looked up curiously and stared at the other party, and the two looked at each other.

"I promised you." Kim Jong-ming said calmly as he looked at the other person's eyes. "I promised myself... I got married before the age of 30! I was born in the early 1988 months. We must get married before 2017!"

"Yeah!" Chu Long took a lot of effort to make such a sound.

In this way, the two of them looked at each other for a long time, and they seemed to be moved.

"Representative Kim... I'm sorry." Half a minute later, Kim Jong Kook, president of mbc TV, pushed the door in, but turned around and left immediately. However, after a few seconds, he pushed the door in again. "Representative Kim, Miss Park, this is my office, you two...you two can understand."

"Who, what do he say?" On the sofa, Jin Zhongming was already sitting upright, and Chu Long sat quietly beside him at his signal.

"Minister Zhang's emotions have barely stabilized." Kim Jong Kook replied helplessly. "But he has just arrived from the party headquarters and has been working on this work for less than a week. There must be a gap between thought and cognitive things for some things..."

"In other words, even if you have made more mistakes from this, Master Jin, he is still ready to let me pay some price to satisfy him before he will give up?" Kim Jong-ming simply interrupted the other party.

"It should be a similar meaning, right?" Kim Jong Kook stood there and sighed slightly, without the intention of returning to his desk.

"What Master Jin meant was to let me obey him?" Kim Jong-ming said with a smile.

"How could that happen?" Kim Jong Kook shook his head repeatedly, but still stood in the distance. "Representative Kim, I mean, how can a human be bitten against a dog, right? You actually don't need to care about such people..."

Kim Jong-ming smiled kindly again.

"Actually, I won't say much about the punch behind you. You two stick together, and his bones are broken. It's really hard to talk about it. But the slap in front is still clearly seen in public." At this point, Kim Jong Kook couldn't help but sigh. "Besides, you know that mbc is mixed, and there is a chaotic position. It's hard not to spread this matter. To be honest, I've already gone to the surveillance room just now. The surveillance was taken clearly, and I also met a gentleman who was using a mobile phone to perform a second-hand remake..."

"Then what do you want to do, Master Jin? " Kim Jong-ming still looked smiling.

"I mean very simple." Kim Jong Kook-shu answered seriously. "Mbc has experienced too many things and cannot cause trouble again, so no matter what, please sit down and have a face-to-face conversation first. Everything is easy to discuss, and then things will be fine after things have calmed down for a while..."

"I understand." Jin Zhongming nodded, indicating that he understood what the other party meant.

By the way, Kim Jong Kook's position is very clear. His director of mbc TV and now has an absolute advantage in the political struggles in Taiwan, so he only wants to have a stable word and not cause trouble. In other words, as long as Kim Jong-ming is willing to help eliminate this matter today, in a few months, even if he throws the cement pillar named Zhang into the Han River, this director or president is too lazy to care about it.

"It's good that you understand." Kim Jong Kook couldn't help but feel relieved when he saw the other party nodding. "Then I'll call him now. There is a pot of good wine behind my bookcase. Everyone opens their hearts to discuss life... What do you think?"
To be continued...