Peninsula Entertainment Starts as a Writer

In the corridor, the man with the wrinkled face stuck up like a dog-skin plaster, and took the initiative to extend his hand to say hello: "Director Han, I have long admired you!"

I have long admired your sister.

Han Zidong suppressed his boredom, smiled and said, "Hello, Reporter Huang!"

Hearing that Han Zidong directly exposed his identity, Huang Quancan did not let go of the hand he was holding. He turned around and smiled at the others: "Sure enough, Director Han's observation skills are very keen.

Director Han and I have been friends for a long time, and today we finally meet each other. We won’t get back until we get drunk later. By the way, Director Han will go over first, and I’ll be right back.”

After saying that, Huang Quancan patted Han Zidong on the shoulder and headed towards the bathroom.

You'd better never come back!

Han Zidong looked at Huang Quancan's background with disgust.

Liu Chengcan came forward and said, "Let me tell you, you can recognize him as soon as you see him. This man's smile is too vulgar."

"Which Qianyu reporter is not obscene? They are either digging through trash cans, squatting on the wall, or just a bunch of roosters and dog thieves."

"Niubi, as expected, you can't offend anyone but the writer." Liu Chengcan reached out and gave a thumbs up.

Shen Dacheng just knew that Han Zidong didn't like to live in the spotlight, but he really didn't know that Han Zidong hated entertainment reporters so much.

Fearing that something would go wrong at the party later, he quickly looked at Han Zidong and reminded him loudly: "Zidong, just have a drink with Reporter Huang later and talk things over.

After all, you are an ordinary person, and he still has to worry about the bottom line of the law. We happen to be here, Senior Brother Zheng. If it doesn't work, let him help you stand up."

"Okay, I want to have a chat with him about how to do entertainment news after we get down to the wine table."

Han Zidong withdrew his gaze and his expression turned gentle: "Lawyer Zheng is here too. I happen to have some business to consult with him."

"Good guy, you're going to prostitute our brother Zheng for free again."

Liu Chengcan hooked Han Zidong's shoulder and asked curiously: "Why do you always get our Senior Brother Zheng's lawyer consultation for free? Please teach me some experience."

"I don't like hearing what you are saying. What is free prostitution? Lawyer Zheng is willing to support start-ups and provide free legal consultation. It is a spirit of selfless dedication. I will not allow you to smear him like this."

Liu Chengcan nodded to Han Zidong: "I admire your mouth. You can talk about life even when you are dead."

The four of them continued walking and finally came to the door of a box.

Hearing the knock on the door, the five people in the box all looked at the door.

The box door opened, and Shen Dacheng, who was known to everyone, was the first to walk in, followed by a man and a woman who looked more mature.

At the end, a young-looking man appeared in front of everyone.

It's just like what the news said, he looks really young.

After entering the box, Han Zidong, who lived up to his name with a tender face, nodded to several people with a smile.

"Lawyer Zheng, long time no see!"

Zheng Yinghao waved his hand: "Zidong, please don't bury me and take a seat quickly."

"Everyone here today is our own people, don't be so restrained."

Under Shen Dacheng's greeting, the eight people sat down again.

The waiter who followed us brought towels and side dishes one after another.

After Shen Dacheng's introduction, Han Zidong became initially familiar with the four subordinates who would work together for at least a month in the future.

Two senior engineers came from the e-commerce 11th Street. They have rich development experience. Liu Shimao, with tall cheekbones, has even reached the level of a junior supervisor. The other one, Pu Chun, is also the backbone of the team's business.

These two people are responsible for interviewing employees in the IT department with Zheng Huiyan on weekends, and helping to set up Lezhin ic's IT department.

11th Street is a well-known e-commerce platform owned by communications giant SK. Naturally, these two engineers would not quit their high-paying and stable jobs for a webtoon site with an uncertain future. They just came to help temporarily.

However, Han Zidong plans to have a chat with these two later and try to win one of them within the next month.

Unsurprisingly, the other two college students who dropped out of school are both from Kyung Hee University. The outgoing one is named Jin Zhuhyuk, who enlivened the atmosphere at the wine table. Zheng Chun, who wears glasses, talks relatively little, but he is also very quiet when drinking.

Unambiguous.

After the eight people had a drink together, Huang Quancan, the eyesore, finally returned.

Ever since, the topic of chatting came up with the current election.

As a media person, Huang Quancan naturally has more information than others. He proudly revealed the latest news: "According to the latest polls, the conservative candidate has a clear lead."<

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As a staunch supporter of the other faction, Zheng Yinghao was most concerned about the election news. He couldn't help but ask: "Is it true or false? How about the polls if she and the other two candidates are running on both sides?"

Huang Quancan drank a small cup of wine and replied slowly: "We are still in the lead, but the advantage is not so obvious."

The so-called two-sided election means that the female candidate conducts a public opinion poll alone with one of the other two candidates.

Originally, due to the reputation of the current ruling party, when female candidates who were also from the conservative party were elected on both sides, the opinion polls would be a few points behind.

But now it seems that this female candidate has used a magic weapon to achieve a comeback.

Huang Quancan glanced around, fixed his eyes on Han Zidong, and asked with a smile: "Director Han, can you guess the reason?"

Han Zidong pointed at himself and asked: "Is it possible that it has something to do with me?"

After seeing Huang Quancan nod, his mind was racing.

Currently, the general election has entered the last two months of the countdown. Since several candidates have always focused on "economic democratization" as the focus of their propaganda, there are almost no bright spots in other areas, which has led to a stalemate situation among the candidates.
But now it seems that the female candidate has found a new publicity point.

The fundamental problem in South Korea is the huge gap between the rich and the poor. In addition to restricting large enterprises, supporting small and medium-sized enterprises, and improving national welfare benefits, the only one who has anything to do with it is Tumblbug.

"Aren't you suffocating for your dreams?"

"Yes, the female candidate proposed a 'creative economy' and promised to vigorously support innovative companies with business models like Tumblbug and reduce income inequality..."

Can play!

Han Zidong ultimately failed to realize his wish to teach Huang Quancan because he drank too much.

However, due to the double act between him and Zheng Yinghao, Huang Quancan temporarily relented.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, Han Zidong got out of the taxi and staggered towards his residence.

When he was passing by a small alley, a pair of big hands suddenly appeared in front of him, and before he could react, he was thrown into the darkness.

Because he drank too much and was slow to react, his defensive movements did not keep up with his thinking.

But after the olfactory and tactile signals were transmitted to the central nervous system, he relaxed a little.

What comes to my sense of smell is a faint scent of incense, which is quite pleasant.

The touch of his hands told him that the opponent did not have a deadly weapon, and the touch of his back told him that this "big-breasted" brother was a woman.

"Stop touching!"

The woman who attacked him seemed shy and a little angry!

Han Zidong wanted to say that his mind was a little unable to control his hands, but when there was a burst of pain in his waist, the central nervous system signal that had been isolated for a long time finally reached his hands.

He raised his hands in a bachelor manner and asked: "Miss, what are you doing? We have no grudges in the past and have no grudges recently. Why are you arresting me?"

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