After eating a bowl of shredded pork rice noodles, Cui Dapao wiped his mouth, and finally spoke in the slightly profound eyes of the two people next to him:

"I know what you are thinking, and what you are trying to say. Let's come one by one... If you guess correctly, what Kang Hao meant just now, do you want this documentary to follow the path of the Busan Film Festival?"

"Yes." Song Kang-ho nodded affirmatively. "If it can be screened at the Busan Film Festival, then the art theaters that have signed a contract with the Busan Film Festival can schedule films naturally and without any pressure. More importantly, if it can be broadcast at the film festival, it will bring enough influence and topic to the documentary."

"So will there be... such pressure as today's Busan Film Festival?" Sun Shixi asked sincerely.

"This is the key." Choi Min-sik clicked the table and explained calmly to the other party. "The Busan Film Festival is an international film festival. In order to gain a sense of international identity, the government once publicly promised not to interfere with the election and operation of the core authority of the festival, that is, the Executive Committee of the Film Festival. In fact, in the past many years, even the government could only indirectly influence the Executive Committee through the founder of the film festival, the founder of the film festival. Now, the politically conservative senior Kim Dong-ho has retired and has only retained a honorary position."

"In fact, even if senior Kim Dong-ho is exerting his influence again, or if the senior executives of the Executive Committee have some concerns like some people today, they cannot control the situation." Song Kang-ho further added. "This is because there are hundreds of progressive film people in the Executive Committee. Once this documentary is discussed publicly, I think most people will make the right choice for the most basic principles..."

"Ha!" Choi Min-sik suddenly laughed. "If Zhong Ming was here, he would definitely laugh at us for being a moral kidnapping."

Sun Shixi and Song Kanghao, who were smiling just now, became a little embarrassed.

"Of course, we still have to do it. If things really are wrong, we can't kidnap others." Choi Minzhi continued to see this. "So, this matter is settled. Wait for a while for a while. After the Baeksang Art Awards in the middle of the month, the film festival should enter the preparation period. When the film is sent, hundreds of people from the Executive Committee will discuss it, and even the gods will not be able to stop it."

Sun Shixi and Song Kanghao were energetic and cheered up and nodded.

"But there is another problem." Choi Minzhi's tone suddenly became serious. "You two, were you suspected just now that the sudden dismissal of reporter Li Shanghao has something to do with Zhong Ming?"

Song Kanghao and Sun Shixi looked at each other, as if they were self-evident, and seemed a little nervous.

"Let me just say it." Choi Minzhi raised his head and said. "From a personal point of view, I definitely believe in Zhong Ming's character. Not only do I think this matter will never be related to him, but I also think that if there is no evidence, you'd better just stay in the guessing stage! Otherwise, I will be unable to accept it!"

"Actually..." It was almost out of instinct that Song Kanghao wanted to explain, but after saying two words, he didn't know how to continue.

"Please don't worry, Mr. Cui." However, Sun Shixi remained calm. "We have a clear idea about Kim Jong-ming's representative."

"That's good." Cui Dapao looked at the other party deeply, then stood up and said goodbye. "Since the matter has been finished and it's already late, I'll take a step first."

"Please rest assured, we will go home after eating the rice noodles." Sun Shixi smiled and nodded, but it was not leaking.

However, having said that, when Choi Minzhi got up and left, neither of them in the rice noodle shop wanted to touch their own bowl of cold shredded pork rice noodles.

After a long time, looking at Uncle Dabing who was a little weak, Sun Shixi took the lead and spoke: "Does Kang Hao know?"

"What?"

"Actually, not only Kim Jong-ming is wary of me, but I am also wary of him." Sun Shixi explained with a smile. "Of course there is Yoo Jae-suk. People who are rebuked by each other, how could I not understand?"

Uncle Dapeng's eyes seemed a little clearer: "How about a similar method?"

"How do you say it? If you have to define it, the three of us are probably able to restrain our desires and then arm ourselves with all kinds of reputations." At this point, Sun Shixi couldn't help laughing. "Kim Jong-ming kept saying that I was like Yoo Jae-suk, but he didn't say how he was... But Kang-ho, do you know? In Korean inspirational readings, Yoo Jae-suk has the highest appearance rate, higher than Lee Sun-shin, ranked first, and then I only ranked ninth. The representative of Kim Jong-ming, who thinks that I have a great reputation and brings him uneasiness, ranks fifth, and is even higher than King Sejong! And he has the top five in Korea, and the top ten corporate consortium is still 27 years old... Is he 27 years old or 28 years old?"

"Why……"

"It doesn't matter." Sun Shixi shook his head with a smile. "The key to the problem is that this person is really not easy to mess with. Mr. Choi Min-zhi's reaction is definitely not an isolated case. From the entire Korean film industry to the vast majority of Korean people, this kind of trust, respect, and recognition are universal. Even if Kang Hao, you didn't have any concerns about him early because of your political stance, then you should also react with Mr. Choi today, right?"

Uncle Dapian was silent for it.

"Also, why did everyone feel strongly dissatisfied with his behavior of helping that lady win the box office before? In my opinion, it is probably not because of how bad this behavior is, but because it seems very bad from his hands. There is a deep love and harshness of blame. From this perspective, many people have already placed high hopes for him, and behind the high hopes is very deep recognition... So, listen to me, don't think too much." At this point, Sun Shixi paused for a moment. "There is also the matter of reporter Li Shanghao, I have also reacted to it now. It is indeed not because he did it, because it is not necessary to make it! A fashionable sentence, such a person can be called a dimensional reduction attack when dealing with us, let alone a reporter Li Shanghao, a front-line reporter?"

"The truth is right." Uncle Dapeng nodded convincingly, but then smiled bitterly. "But such a person is unwilling to stand on our side, and even treats us as a trouble. He doesn't know if the next path can be achieved based on us alone?"

"It's one thing to do if you can get through, it's another thing to do if you can leave." Sun Shixi's answer was straightforward. "Because our direction is right."

Hearing this, Song Kanghao's spirit was once again excited.

So, the night was calm.

In the following May, Kim Jong-ming seemed to be a little absent-minded. One of the most obvious proofs is the Baeksang Art Awards... It's okay. Just talking about the movie category, this year's Baeksang Art Awards should have to cut a cake carefully between "International Market" and "Veter". In addition, Kim Jong-ming's statement that a movie was awarded at one time, so he should also pay special attention to this prize.

But in fact, the Baixiang Organizing Committee has not received any public relations about "Veter" at all, and there is no open or darkness. The government, probably because of the terrible situation recently, is too lazy to pay attention to the award that suddenly appeared, and there is no intention to give an objective for "International Market". Adding up with the two, the organizing committee seems to be completely pressured, but in fact, Alexander has risen... Thinking about it, "Veter" and "International Market" cannot ignore it, and "Observers" further forward are still serious public relations, and this cake is even more difficult to distinguish!

So, in the end, the Baixiang Organizing Committee had to bite the bullet and give Song Kanghao, the starring actor of "The View of the Picture", a film award, a best director in "International Market", and a Baixiang actor in "The Veteran" (now almost everyone in the circle knows that he has made a bet with his teacher).

However, what puzzled the organizing committee was that on the day of the Baeksang ceremony in late May, Kim Jong-ming didn't come to the scene! In the end, Jun Ji-hyun pinched his nose and ran up, saying that he had obtained the authorization of his boss, and then helped take away the trophy. Then, after only about five minutes, the errand-running sister was told that she had won the TV award for "You From the Star". In the end, she took two trophys with people, which was also shocking.

It was only afterward that Kim Jong-ming did it on purpose, but on the afternoon of the ceremony, it was said that a big business in China suddenly made breakthrough progress, so he flew over quickly. When the big boss, who was so busy that he returned to Seoul again, he found that he had missed more than just a Baeksang Art Award.

"Hunger strike?" Let go of the hand that was going to take off Baker's dog head in the back seat. Kim Jong-ming, who had just gotten into the car, seemed a little confused. "When did it happen?"

"It's the second day of Baishao, and it's the second day of you, Wood, left Seoul." Krystal replied skillfully while driving, as if he was ready. "The father of a missing person in the accident directly held his son's portrait and announced a hunger strike. It has been several days since he fainted yesterday and was forced to inject fluid. After waking up, he was ready to go on a hunger strike again."

"Since you have received infusion, you can't die. You just need to put pressure on yourself." Kim Jong-ming relaxed a little. "Then did he make any specific requests?"

"Either let him see his son's body, or the government immediately passes a special bill to completely investigate the truth of the accident without limit."

"The latter one should be very simple, and it is also the public opinion?" Kim Jong-ming frowned slightly. "The ruling party now holds a majority of seats in the parliament. Isn't it a matter of going through a process? Why do you still have to use hunger strike?"

"Uh, it seems that this hunger strike made the special bill difficult." Krystal paused for a moment, and then quickly added some information. "In fact, this hunger strike seemed to be encouraged by the Justice Party at the beginning. Then during the hunger strike, the Justice Party also set up hunger strike propaganda stations in various squares in Seoul, and major tourist attractions. It is said that there are Chinese versions, English versions, Japanese versions, and anyway, many. Then, they introduce the inaction of the president, the government and the ruling party to tourists all over the world in this incident..."

"In other words, a very simple problem can be solved, but because it was politically kidnapped by the opposition party, it became difficult?" Kim Jong-ming became more and more speechless.

"Yes, I read the Chosun Ilbo and said that the Blue House is now in a difficult situation. Because although it is very simple to pass a special bill, doing so is tantamount to bowing to the weak Justice Party, which will damage the president's prestige. The Blue House also issued a statement saying that although the government has long been determined to track it down to the end, it also has its own work process and procedural justice and will not be accommodated by the extraordinary actions of some individuals."

"This is so angry that he is embarrassed." Kim Jong-ming shook his head helplessly. "Have you started to be tough so soon?"

"Wood, you said if things really go on like this, how could you feel that you wouldn't be able to stop?"

"It's not really necessary, but it will continue like this, and it will definitely not be able to stop the scene in the end." Kim Jong-ming continued to shake his head. "When things come out, the ruling party shook responsibility, and the people are overdoing the matter, causing the scope of the victim to be unreasonably expanded. It is indeed a crime to be killed. The opposition party is not a good thing. They are not simply helping their families, but just wanting to eat human blood buns and kidnap the families of the victims of the accident to attack the ruling party. In order to suppress the opposition party, the ruling party will in turn bite the bullet and ignore some legitimate demands of the family... When you go back and forth, the most pitiful thing is the families of these victims of the accident."

“…”

"What's wrong?"

"Wood, won't the conscience of these people hurt?" Krystal asked sadly.

"How could it be?" Kim Jong-ming sneered. "Maybe they and their supporters will think that they are the absolutely right side, move in the right direction, and satisfy their personal or group political ambitions...how can they feel that their conscience hurts?"

krystal was silent for it.

"Okay, I already understand the general situation. Let's not talk about this disappointing topic." Kim Jong-ming smiled and looked at the other party. "Is there anything else I have to do when I'm not in Seoul?"

"Oh, there's really something." Krystal then reacted. "Sunny Ouni has something to ask you for something, and ask me to bring you a message and ask you to come back to find her."

"What's the matter with sunny?" Kim Jong-ming seemed a little confused. "And why don't you just call me, but you want to pass through you?"

"Wood, aren't you talking about business in China?" Krystal, who was driving, explained frankly. "And because he was absent from the Baeksang Art Awards, are you going to the news? Sunny Ouni should be afraid of disturbing you."

"So that's it." Kim Jong-ming took back his mind and nodded thoughtfully. "Have so many people paid attention to me when I went to China to discuss business?"

"That won't be." Krystal shook his head calmly. "Even if he saw this news, most people should take it for granted. A small number of people who have something to do with Baixiang will only think that having such a reasonable reason will make everyone feel comfortable. More people don't know about this matter at all. Only people like Sunny Ouni who have something to do with you will think about it for a moment."

"Uh..." Kim Jong-ming was stunned at Miss Jung Soo-jin, who was from the highest academic institution in Korea, and then suddenly reacted. "Speaking of this, since Sunny asked me to find her, where are you driving now?"

"Of course we were on the way to Shaoshi dormitory." Krystal replied naturally. "But it was also on the way home. Both places were in Jiangnan District anyway... Are you dizzy?"

“…”

"But, Wood, are you going to go back to rest first, or go to their dormitory to find someone?"

"Go back and take a shower first!" Jin Zhongming replied casually. After all, he still didn't think that Sunny would have any important things to look for him. At least it shouldn't be more important than what he was doing recently. Otherwise, he wouldn't have waited for the car to get traffic jam on the East Lake Bridge before he suddenly remembered to ask what the girl was looking for him.

"What can I do?" Krystal casually tucked her hair, and then lay on the steering wheel a little annoyed. "Oni's 7-year contract is about to expire, and a formal renewal negotiation should be held. SunnyOni's position is inevitably a bit embarrassing, so she should be a little uneasy, right? After all, no matter whether the people are united or not, she is not good at expressing her opinions in the team. I think... she should be looking for you to have a formal guarantee commitment."

"That's true." Kim Jong-ming nodded casually. "Then I'll go to their dormitory to find her after taking a shower."

krystal does not comment.

"Speaking of it," Kim Jong-ming said suddenly. "Compared with your unrestrained sister, Ermao, you are becoming more and more like a big child recently."

Jung Soo-jin rolled her eyes, but still didn't say much, but stepped on the accelerator and drove towards her home with the traffic that started again.

ps: If you are not very busy, you should have finished your book before the Spring Festival, but I am not sure whether you are busy or not... There should be new books, but you need to wait until the book is finished before considering it carefully.
Chapter completed!