King of the Last Drama

A few days later, the SBC president's office.

The president frowned openly.

"So, he went to MBS alone?"

"I think so."

"You don't know what it was for?"

"Yes · · · ·."

Ozzie Ho CP, standing in front of you, blurred his words.

"But at least I didn't go upside down."

"Of course not."

Choi Hyeong took off his wristwatch and left it in his hands for a moment. I roll for a while, but I smack my tongue like I didn't get an answer.

"What did the others say? What about Izzie from Ringgit or Park Jin-tae?"

"You talk to yourself."

Ozzie shrugs.

"I'm on your side."

"· · · Park Jintaeya Even so, Izzie Eun?"

Choi Hyuk looked suspicious.

Izzie, the representative of Studio Ringgit, is currently employed by Lee Hyun-seok. Soon to be incorporated as a subsidiary of SBC cannot be a fairly vague attitude.

"You're looking at the liver."

"· · · Can the company think of anything else?"

"Isn't this Fiddy an unprecedented star? If you look at it from the side, you can see a different greed."

Even so, I convinced him to be uncomfortable.

There is a common acronym for broadcasters. That's what it means to find a movie director and a writer when it comes to drama.

In other words, it means that even if a drama succeeds, the name of that fiddy is rarely known, just as the author of the screenplay is not known.

In that sense, Lee Hyun-seok's reputation was in many ways an unprecedented case.

"In fact, I had my own division of barefoot."

Zhang, Seo-yerin, Lee, and Han-yumi were all career-less new people.

In just over a year, "Live Like a Theatre", which captured them for the worst environment and the most costly production, was dramatic.

My personality there is also great in many ways. This is why the work's fan cafe can actually be my own fan cafe.

"Everybody's knocking on the calculator. Lee Hyun-Seok knows how far humans will go. Probably MBS side."

"Mmm."

Choi Hyuk swallowed the drool. I wanted to catch all the geese, but it wasn't like that either.

Ozzie glances at you.

"I think you need to use a little more to catch him."

Choi Hyuk laughed bitterly.

"Oh CP. You know why I'm discussing this with you, right?"

"Because you see Lee Hyun-Seok Fiddy with white eyes."

"That's right. I don't know what baseball team this is about, and I don't know if it's a blood clot to freeze to death."

The president grumbled. But in fact, neither of them knew that was an excuse.

"Looks like this Fiddy thing is a big deal on the KBC side."

"If you're reluctant about it, isn't that proof that you're getting stabbed?"

Choi Hyuk was snoring. Somewhere, the vibrations rang.

"Oh, I'm sorry. This is my message."

"Take it."

Ozzie lowers her head and picks up the phone.

"What's going on?"

In a raised voice, Choi Hyuk raised his head.

"Director Priqual? In the United States? Yes · · · · · ·."

Ozzie lowers her phone with a strange expression.

"What's going on?"

"Director Diego Rodriguez interviewed said he wanted to work with this Fiddy."

"There's nothing new."

Choi Hyeong wetted the chair with a sigh.

"In addition to MBS, the United States."

"I don't think credibility is great."

"What credibility?"

Choi Hyuk snorted.

"We all know that he can go if he wants to. It's coming from Rodriguez, not anyone else."

Ozzie, who blinked her eyes, also knew what she wanted to say.

"· · · Do you see this Fiddy protesting deliberately?"

"I don't know if I'm doing it on our side of the silk."

"· · · · · ·."

"I've known him since the KBC crisis, but he can't help himself."

He said with a sigh of contemplation.

"I'll do the budget somehow. Tell him you can fly the Earth a hundred times."

To that extent, it meant holding a budget.

"Very well. Power inflation is once again appalling."

Ozzie CP lowers his head, smiling bitterly, and leaves the presidential office.

Meanwhile, the hillbilly in question had just woken up sleeping in the bedroom.

#

What's going on?

When I woke up, there was a pile of messages. I had a hunch that something had happened again in a moment.

Fortunately, the situation was not so difficult to identify.

· · · Sorry, my friend.

I straightened my head. That's why my friend is so big.

I heard about the situation in Korea.

Diego said in a cautious tone.

But it really wasn't my intention. I didn't know what you said during the interview without thinking about it.

The interview itself was not really a big deal.

What do you think of the criticism that the fall of Vulcan has surpassed the original?

It sounds insane. As I've emphasized several times in so many media, I'm just on the shoulders of my friendship.

Diego speaks decisively and the interviewer nods.

Oh, so it's too bad to come down from that shoulder?

Absolutely. So I intend to stay as long as possible without coming down to the utmost.

This was professional.

The problem was that the journalists interpreted it as a language area of competence that Gia solved.

Director Rodriguez, do you want to join Lee Hyun-seok?

A full-scale American flare? Have you ever been to Priqual Close Help?

I couldn't help but be ridiculous.

However, this extent was simply close to excitement, so I could see the knight. It was fine to mix articles about the sale of Wizztones here often.

The problem was the pricks.

"Like a play" franchise lightning decision to the United States!

Do you have a change of race? Capturing an actor recruitment situation to take over!

The nonsense came to an end. And thanks to the viewers who took this nonsense seriously, the comment window was in a state of confusion.

I hung up and shook my head.

"That's exactly what you're talking about."

[It's a day or two, not a bunch of jerks.]

· · · I would be forced to prepare an official announcement.

I thought Idona had almost died, but I think it will be noisy again for a while.

Damn it, from the start, that damn company should have just turned over to Park Jin-tae.

The phone rings again as you plot your way inside. It was annoying, Bonnie Gia.

I quickly softened my voice and pressed the call button.

Oh, brother.

"Why, what's going on?"

Yeah, that's it.

I got a little nervous because of the tone that sank a little. Gia, who was wailing for a moment, said:

In this mock-up, I'm going to tell you that because I'm in English 2nd grade.

"Oh! You did good with that!"

I was cheerful. It was such a disappointing news that my heart was washed away.

Some stiff materials taught me well, but I also liked my natural head. I never doubted it.

'Why are you looking at me like that?'

[· · · · No.]

Kim Chul Sunbae turned his gaze.

I'll be a first-rate teacher when I'm proficient.

"Cancer, you should!"

I nodded a great deal.

And when I go to college, I'll pick up a toy and I'll study painting.

"Well, if you have to."

I'll be an English master. And get a degree.

"Uh, do I have to?"

No, I like English so much, why haven't you studied so far?

Even while I was being ridiculous, Gia hung up on me only after expressing her aspirations so hard.

· · · What was it?

While I was blindfolded, a calligrapher called me.

Not to brag, but I did English in college.

"· · · · · ·."

I just want you to know.

At this point, I couldn't help noticing the situation either. I sighed.

"Writer Stan, you know. The sound that's coming out now is true."

I know. I know.

Seo-yerin laughed low.

But I don't think he's going to stay in the country for long.

"No, I am."

Maybe Gia was thinking the same thing. They often talk about why they're obsessed with drama in the country, on the contrary.

"· · · · · ·."

That's because it depends on my hair.

But I could not understand that situation myself either. I asked him to be a writer.

"At least for the next five years, Don't worry."

After that, one will be determined, whether my branches fly or stick together.

After finishing the call with Seo-yerin, I didn't know who the next call was.

Not long after I woke up, I felt exhausted.

"Why don't you let me focus on filming?"

[· · · Self-employment, right?]

"No, what did I do?"

In my unfair expression, Kim Chul had an eye that looked like he was seeing a rotten marmalade jam.

And then the phone rang again. I'm sick of it. It was Ozzie CP. I could barely talk about shooting. I was reflexive.

But what came out was wrong again.

Haha, I've had one, Mr. Fiddy.

"· · · Yes?"

We'll give you as much as we can, so I've contacted you.

"· · · · · ·."

Since then, SBC will invest heavily in the like a play series.

After closing the call, I raised my head. Even though there was some certainty in me.

I said.

"· · · No."

[What?]

Waiting for the episode of "The Journal of Research" will be endlessly swayed by this damned situation. "

I stood up.

"I'm going to start planning the next one right now."

Kim Chul sunbae opened her mouth.

[No, suddenly, what does that mean? Are you insane?]

"Of course I'm sane."

What about the [Research Journal]?]

"All you have to do is split your sleep."

[What about the writer?]

"I'll do it from now on."

[Casting Director?]

"I can do it."

[· · · · · ·.]

I couldn't keep my mouth shut to see if Kim Cheol was impressed by my perfect answer.

My will was firm. Somehow we have to get out of this horrible spiral. Use whatever number you want!

[Hold on, Hyun-Seok, hey!]

That way, I went back to my beginnings and took on the challenge.

109 Elephant Knowledgeable Blind (3) End