Peninsula Entertainment Starts as a Writer

Chapter 258 Forget it, I'll give you a day off

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However, human energy is limited.

Just like a reporter who was invited by Roosevelt for four sandwiches in a row, he really couldn't stand it for the last time. At two o'clock in the morning, he was sleepy and tired, and he didn't perform well at all. He could only end up quickly and was directly

Jin Zaijing smiled all night.

Tomorrow night, I must find the venue back!

I got up and walked to the bathroom to take a hot shower, and finally felt that I was alive.

After dressing neatly, he came to the restaurant and planned to warm up the bread for breakfast. At this time, a plate of sweet potatoes and two eggs placed on the steamer attracted his attention.

I walked to the stove, picked up the transparent pot lid, separated the steamer, and saw a pot of rice porridge with some small pieces of meat, red dates, lotus seeds and other ingredients.

I picked up the soup spoon beside me, scooped a spoonful of porridge, and sucked it into my mouth. The temperature was a little low, but it was acceptable. The main reason was that the taste was salty and moderate, and it was very refreshing.

After hot rice porridge and adding some leftover side dishes last night, he had a delicious breakfast.

It will take at least twenty minutes to steam sweet potatoes. Considering the sincere rice porridge, it will take Jin Zaijing at least half an hour to cook breakfast today. I don’t know when she got up.

After breakfast, he took a photo of the CD and sent it to Jin Zaijing, but until he gave the remaining sweet potatoes to the two policemen downstairs, Jin Zaijing did not reply to him.

When he got into the car, he replied to Zhao Yaying, a chatterbox. Jin Zaijing still didn't send a message. He clicked into the chat interface and found that the message was read.

Can't read it back?

After thinking about it, he typed: "I started to neglect me when I fell asleep, scumbag!"

In less than three seconds, the message status was switched to "read", but Jin Zaijing still did not send a reply. Just when he was considering whether to go to the recording site to see his long legs, Jin Zaijing's reply was finally completed.

It's here.

"I'm listening to Zhao Yaying and others praising a useless little garbage."

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Jin Zaijing put away his cell phone and nodded with a smile.

"Inside, the MBTI test is really poisonous. I saw that many staff members were communicating their MBTI types this morning."

"Yes, I tested it twice when I went back last night. It was really accurate," Zhao Yaying smiled, her fleshy face looked very cute: "I just don't know that we writers

What is the type of MBTI?"

Kim Zaijing put his notebook on and smiled awkwardly: "We Yaying seem to admire Han Zidong very much."

Park Mi-yeon, Cho Ya-yoon and Ji-lu, who were sitting around her, were all students in the radio department of Tongde Women's University. The four of them were alumni at least, and their relationship became easy to get closer.

But Zhao Yaying, who is an INFP, was too chattering when talking about Han Zidong.

Zhao Yaying smiled silly and glanced at the two members on the left and right: "Inside, I believe that everyone who has seen a Korean writer will admire him very much. He is handsome and talented. The key is to be private.

Without airs, it is difficult for people not to get close to you."

Her words aroused the approval of Park Mi-yeon and Ji-ru.

"I just like to tease people sometimes. Yesterday's one-click dress-up session said that I inspired him, which made me bullied me by several members all night when I went back."

Zhilu hit his thigh twice: "We have to dance for one day today. We will participate in the four-day stage recording of the singing stage starting tomorrow. This week is really fulfilling."

Park Mi-yeon smiled: "Isn't it a good thing to have a trip? This time, I'm going to drive back all the itineraries we had thrown away before."

While she was talking, her right hand gradually clenched into a fist shape. Her playful tone and her fist clenched made Zhao Yaying and Zhilu clapped and laughed.

Looking at the frank tone of the three juniors, Jin Zaijing also laughed and cheered up the three of them: "fighting!"

After the rest, the three of them met up with their teammates and continued to record the program.

Jin Zaijing stood up slowly while holding onto the ground. Seeing her hard work, Jin Minxiu, who had just returned from buying coffee, hurried over and supported her.

"Oni, what's wrong with you?"

Jin Zaijing rubbed his thighs: "The legs were a little sore and numb."

"Inside?"

Jin Min-soo glanced at Jin Zaijing curiously: "Oh Ni, did you go to the company to practice dancing yesterday evening?"

Jin Zaijing nodded: "I practiced until two o'clock in the morning."

"Dafa! You and our writers are really incredible. We writers don't have to wait for ten o'clock regardless of the wind or rain."

puff!

Jin Zaijing couldn't help laughing.

"Nei, what are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing, I just think Han Zidong is amazing."

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"Ah Yeh!"

Han Zidong suddenly sneeze for no reason.

Liu Chengcan smiled embarrassedly and said, "Ha, this is someone scolding you."

Han Zidong was too lazy to pay attention to Liu Chengcan and continued to read the rental contract in his hand.

The two of the monthly rental houses are about the same size. The one in Lunxian Cave, Jiangnan District has 15.3 square meters (50.5 square meters) and Yushui Cave, Chengdong District has 15 square meters (49.5855 square meters).

However, the monthly rent and deposit of the two are 1 million and 5 million respectively. Fortunately, this expenditure is not a big deal for him now.

What he really needs to pay attention to is the 21-ping (69.4 square meters) house in Holy Water Cave.

With Liu Chengcan, an acquaintance, the landlord will rumor that the amount of money will be reduced to 450 million yuan, and he will personally pay one-third of the cash, and the other two-thirds will be settled by a bank loan.

"OK! If you don't say anything else, you're really reliable."

"That's right, I'm also thinking about your life safety. If I'm slowing down, tsk tsk tsk..."

Liu Chengcan smiled badly.

Han Zidong ignored Liu Chengcan's words. Not to mention that Liu Chengcan, a smart person, even if he came to just one agent, he would definitely have some reasonable associations after learning that he wanted to rent three houses alone.

After handing over three contracts, Han Zidong asked, "Why are you going in the afternoon?"

"Look at the girl dancing. I heard you have been trying new things again. If I hadn't been busy finalizing the contract for you, I would have gone to the recording site yesterday."

"Okay, I'll contact Jin PD to help you get a one-click edit of the original image quality."

Liu Chengcan hammered Han Zidong in the chest after hearing this: "Oh, it's not a waste. I asked my sister to discuss with the landlord and reduced you 50 million in cash. But are you sure you just to show it to me?"

"As a writer of "Idol Comic Studio", of course, I also have to evaluate the expressiveness of this link, and I have to watch it a few more times."

"I knew that you always borrowed my name to do bad things."

Han Zidong stood up and walked out of the cafe, saying as he walked, "Okay, then I'll do this bad thing alone."

"Don't go, of course, good brothers are together."

Liu Chengcan trotted and followed. After arriving at the parking lot, Liu Chengcan drove straight to the recording site and decisively threw away Han Zidong, the good brother.

After parting with Liu Chengcan, Han Zidong returned home and began to contact the moving company to move.

The house in Shengshui Cave is the main house, and most of the things in the family have to be moved there. He left a few sets of clothes in the two monthly rental houses in Zhiyushui Cave and Lunxian Cave.

I cleaned up inside and out, and it was almost five o'clock in the afternoon before I knew it. Han Zidong picked up Jin Zaijing in the parking lot at the recording site.

I don’t know if it was his illusion, but he felt that Jin Zaijing’s face was much tenderer today, and he smiled very cutely. He couldn’t help but think of the body fragrance like milk and the smooth touch.

For a moment, his heart was shaking. He turned the steering wheel and said, "You're going to have a meal at my house tonight?"

"Inside?" Jin Zaijing looked at Han Zidong with a faint smile on his face, but one hand carefully rubbed his thighs under the cover of his shoulder bag: "Just eat?"

"Of course, after dinner, you can also do something that adults love to do."

Jin Zaijing tilted his head and shook his head again: "Then let's forget it, I'll listen to your excuses about 'I didn't perform well'."

"Oh, don't just talk about that time," Han Zidong retorted dissatisfiedly: "Who asked me to be gentler in the first two times, slower, and whisper the 'Opa'."

Jin Zaijing turned his head and made an innocent expression. When Han Zidong finished speaking, she looked up at Han Zidong: "Forget it, let's give you a day off."

"Tsk, I should give you a day off."

Han Zidong answered.

He knew that Jin Zaijing was urging him, but her tone was really hateful. He couldn't help it and secretly decided to take good care of the other party before returning to China.

The car ushered in a silence.

Jin Zaijing took out the material notes and turned over two pages, and said casually: "I will sort out the first draft of yesterday's comic book book later. I will probably be able to publish the draft tomorrow."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard, you can get a salary and share the share. What's the hard work? I still have to thank our great writer Han for sharing the money."

Han Zidong glanced at Jin Zaijing and said, "That's what you deserve. If you are willing to work in the comic studio, I can give you at least 2 percentage points."

The creative idea of ​​the comic book is from Jin Zaijing, so he participated in the first two issues. The manuscripts in the next few issues were completely completed by Jin Zaijing, so he negotiated with Jin Zaijing that in addition to the main writer's salary, each copy was sold.

In the comic book book, Jin Zaijing will receive a 3% share of the manuscript fee for the comic studio settlement.

Salary plus work share is also the future way for Idol Entertainment Studio to cooperate with its assistant and writer. With the years of working, the work performance of the assistant, the proportion of the work share will also increase year by year, which can improve the other party's creativity.

In turn, attract more people to join IES.

"Then how do you plan to use this money after you settle the bill?"

"Well..." Jin Zaijing thought for a while: "I plan to rent a handicraft studio by the river so that I can draw and make other crafts. Of course, good works will be sold."

"I'll ask for all the first batch of works."

"Inside? You didn't see what it is, what if you don't like it?"

“I like it as long as it is made by you.”

"I don't want it. I want someone I really like to buy it," Jin Zaijing saw Han Zidong drooping his face, covered him and chuckled, "Okay, I'll do it for you what you like."

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