"Ghost"?

Han Yu asked in surprise and amused, "Screenwriter Jin, please tell me about this? Why didn't she call me?"

As a screenwriter who has worked together, although the process of getting to know each other is a bit tortuous, Han Yu actually has a pretty good impression of Kim Eun-sook.

He knew that the other party was a good screenwriter, especially after "Descendants of the Sun" became popular, Kim Eun-sook became the most popular gold medal screenwriter nowadays, and the limelight was almost the same as when Park Ji-eun wrote "You from the Stars".

Logically speaking, there is no reason for such a big screenwriter to ask someone to invite an actor to star in her new drama, right?

"Don't you know your current status?"

Unexpectedly, after hearing Han Yu's puzzled question, Song Jae-jeong looked at him with laughter and cry, "You are the Blue Dragon Film Awards, and with the added popularity, your value is probably not much different from that of Song Kanghao and others. Moreover, I heard that the reason you starred in "Descendants of the Sun" before was because of an accident? I feel that you and Eun-sook are not very familiar with each other."

There is another sentence that Song Jae-jeong didn't say. Rather than saying that Kim Eun-sook and Han Woo are unfamiliar with each other, according to her observation at the time, she felt that Kim Eun-sook's attitude towards Han Woo was even a little embarrassed.

"Uh... I don't know how to explain it, but in fact, others are thinking too much. With my relationship with Screenwriter Jin, as long as she calls me, I usually think about it seriously."

As he said that, Han Yu chuckled himself.

If it weren't for the person involved, I would probably not have imagined the process of Han Yu's initially agreeing to star in "Descendants of the Sun", so after thinking about this, Han Yu was not unable to understand Kim Eun-sook's mentality.

After all, in that person's mind, the method she used when she invited Han Yu before did not seem to be glorious.

"So, are you interested in her invitation?" Song Zai was paying attention to the expression on Han Yu's face, "If you are interested, I will let her hand the script to you when you look back."

"Actually, I happen to have a plan for a new work in the near future." Although I was embarrassed, Han Yu still chose to tell the truth.

"Is that?" As soon as she said this, Song Zai-zheng's attention focused on Han Yu's new work and asked with interest, "What kind of new work is it? A movie or a TV series?"

"It's the TV version of the movie "Inner Beauty". I wonder if you know?"

“Is “Inner Beauty”?”

Song Zaizheng was slightly stunned, then smiled and looked at Han Yu with a slightly strange look, "It seems... your relationship with Xiao Zhou is really unusual?"

How can I say something? Everyone has the heart of gossip.

Han Yu felt helpless smile in his heart, and he said to Song Zaizheng calmly and seriously: "Because the candidate for the male and female protagonists has been finalized, I am afraid I can't take over the new work of Screenwriter Jin."

Did the heroine decide?

Song Zai was hearing the implicit meaning of Han Yu's words, and then asked thoughtfully: "What month will your new work be released?"

"Well... if it's fast, it will be out in June and July. If it's slow, it's probably around September."

"That's right!"

Song Zaizheng clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Her new work will not be broadcast almost in early December, and it just happened to be staggered in terms of time."

"Since there are eight months left, has the crew decided on the candidate for the male lead so early?" Han Yu was a little surprised.

Since Kim Eun-sook chose to invite him, of course it is impossible to let him, the young actor, compete with other actors for the position of male lead. In other words, maybe when Kim Eun-sook was preparing the script for this new work, she decided that the male lead was bound to him in her heart.

"Since you are invited, of course you have to give this level of trust and attention." Song Zaizheng looked down at the time, "How about it? Do you want to give me a chance? She heard that I was going to meet you in the afternoon in the morning, so she pestered me and asked me to help me. You don't have to care about me, just think from your own perspective."

All of this has come to this point, it doesn't matter to read the script anyway. Han Yu naturally would not give Song Jae-jung and Kim Eun-sook the face, so he agreed happily.

"Then I'll leave now. Let's meet again later!"

It can be seen that Han Yu's agreement obviously made Song Zaizheng feel relieved. She smiled and waved her hand to say goodbye to Han Yu, then turned around and hurriedly ran towards the MBC TV building across the road. In order to talk to Han Yu for a little longer, she had already delayed the afternoon meeting time, but it seemed that she was still late.

Watching the aunt walk across the road safely, Han Yu stood there and waved her from afar, then smiled and pulled up the mask, turned around and prepared to go home.

However, when he turned around, he saw an unexpected figure.

The other party was different from usual. He was wearing a low-key black suit and was standing next to a Bentley. Seeing him looking at him, he bent down and signaled that this was obviously not an accidental encounter.

"You...how are you here?"

After hesitating for a while, Han Yu still gave a respectful title to Park Buhua who suddenly appeared in front of him.

He heard Han Qinse introduce Park Buhua's status in the Lee family. Even if he ignores his seniority, his age is enough for him to use honorifics.

Park Bukha walked to Han Yu, bent down respectfully in the surprised eyes that others saw, and whispered to Han Yu who was frowning: "Madam, tell me to invite you home."

"Is there anything wrong?"

Park Buhua said his intentions straightforwardly, and Han Yu also asked the key points directly.

He didn't care about the fingers of those passers-by, but just frowned and stared at the old man in front of him.

If Park Buhua couldn't give him an appropriate reason, then he wouldn't easily compromise because of the other party's seniority and age.

"Tomorrow is the wife's birthday."

Park Buhua lowered her head and said something completely unexpected to Han Yu.

The old man looked up at him, and another faint smile appeared on his wrinkled face, with a little cunning meaning.

"Mrs. I hope to have a family reunion birthday."

Well, this sentence has poked Han Yu's fatal hole.

After standing silently for a while, Han Yu finally got into the Bentley under Park Buhua's smiling gaze.

The car door closed, which also blocked all the peeping sights outside. In the curious eyes of passers-by, this limited-edition black Bentley slowly started and drove smoothly into the endless flow of cars...
Chapter completed!