King of the Last Drama

The studio ringgit's office in Ganman now looks like a half SBC office. Most of those who stood out were also seen from the sunrise centre.

[The merger seems to be right in front of you.]

"Yes."

I went to the delegation room with a moderate greeting. Whether he received the draft or not, Izzie's representation was a naive face.

"· · · Don't you have to come and submit this to me now?"

"I'm not affiliated yet."

"In the meantime, you don't seem to be a principalist."

Izzie paused for a moment as she unfolded the planner with a reluctant face.

"Original" turned into a strange expression, and "Planning Intentions" wrinkled his forehead deeply. And when he reached the frog of the scenario, he became a face that could not find what to say.

Even the tone that followed trembled.

"Uh, are you really going to do this?"

"I brought it because I was going to."

I feel like I don't understand anything.

"No, because the writer is Kim Kyung-suk, it's the plan itself. I'll get it. Do you really need Lee Hyun-seok Fiddy for Yesman Fiddy or not? Maybe I approve this too, boss."

Izzie looks at my face and notices something.

"You're saying I'm going to put a one-piece cushion on you because you're almost tackled?"

"Well, that's it."

"I'm glad I got beat up."

Izzie sighs, shaking her head.

"I don't know what you're thinking, but you end up making time. In the end, you'll have to convince Choi Hyuk yourself."

"I know."

The conversation was ongoing for more than a decade. The phone rang.

Seeing the caller, I frowned small.

· · · I think it's probably the first time that you call me directly like this. What's going on? I reached out to Izzie and got a call.

"· · · Yes, Mr. Lee. Lee Hyun-seok."

Izzie looked at Eun and raised her voice. I didn't say anything back.

· · · Are you there?

"Yes?"

Director, you were there, right?

It was a vague question of what to say, even though I was desperate. Existentialism.

"You're on the phone."

A long breath came out. Luckily, I also have a relieved voice to say.

· · · · · ·?

I found it. · · · · The office is empty, and you haven't answered the phone. · · · So far.

I slipped the phone and saw a few absences. It looks like the battery has been disconnected for a while.

"Do you have something to say?"

Uh, yeah.

The transfer was a stalled tone at the moment. Why are you so noisy around here?

A strange murmur mixes among the sounds heard. "Isn't she a transfer? I think you're" right "?" of the same type. Even the sound was getting bigger.

"Where are you now?"

Lee Lee replied at a short interval.

The director, near the house.

"How the hell do you know that?"

I hung up on him.

"Anyway, I want you to talk to the river manager and get out. If you have something to say, let's meet."

· · · · · · ·.

I still felt an ominous feeling at the moment when I was in a restless attitude. I asked him straight away.

Don't you have a performance manager next to you?

· · · Yes.

"Are you busy right now?"

In the meantime, the murmur grew.

Oh, shit!

I went outside to ask Izzie for her understanding and stepped on the horse excel.

By the time he arrived, he was already surrounded by a crowd of wagglers.

"I'll pass because of the shooting!"

I went through the crowd seeking understanding.

Fortunately, seeing that only the good people had gathered, he quickly left his seat. But it didn't last long either.

"No, it's not Director Lee Hyun-seok, is it?"

"Oh!"

I dragged a muffled transfer and threw it in the passenger seat and drove fast. After some distance, I could barely breathe a sigh of relief.

Lee opened his mouth.

"Low · · · · ·."

"I've been thinking, are you insane?"

I couldn't help but notice.

"Why is the manager here? This time, this time, this time, this time, this time, this is some kind of world. Go back and forth alone in the spirit of what?"

He closed his eyes and bowed his head.

"· · · Sorry."

"No, I don't want an apology."

While waiting for the signal, the heat rises and shakes your chest. It felt like my stomach exploded.

I'm just staring at the traffic light, and I can't help but feel my eyes. I do something and I grab my clothes carefully.

"· · · What are you doing?"

"You're right."

"What?"

"No, I think it's hot."

Lee Lee held my right cuff and shook Falang Falang. I lost my mind when I was angry.

· · · That's right, she used to be like this.

While I was trying to convince him, Lee began to talk nonsense.

"The director."

"Why."

"Hey, do you have any concerns right now?"

"You."

My pale answer blinked.

"No, not like that. Something a little serious."

"You're the most serious problem."

I don't even know what you are. The grass died even more on my resolute face.

· · · If I don't stay sober, I think I might have done something wrong.

I then hurt hard, but eventually I didn't get a pointed answer.

"So, you just ran out because you wanted to meet me all of a sudden?"

"· · · Sorry."

Honestly, I didn't believe it much, but it seemed difficult to expect any more answers when I looked like a jogavi.

I finally decided to turn the topic around. During the conversation that followed, he asked.

"Did you already contract with Idona? The director's side."

"Almost done."

Indeed, it was regrettable. I was going to throw that creepy smoke away for a few more days.

"River," "Aeriz," you guys? "

"Yes."

Lee Lee Lee was a lighthearted man who thought of something for a moment. Then I closed my eyes.

"I think I'm okay with you, Idona."

"· · · What?"

"than at least the puppy."

I became bruised the moment I wanted to see what this was.

"You're good at acting, you have a lot of money, you have a lot of money."

The dizziness of his fingers avoided his eyes. I'm biting my lips.

"· · · Director, are you the older brother?"

"· · · · · ·."

I thought I'd squeeze my head like it was in that horrible sound.

Luckily for Lee, the phone rang again. Kim Kyung-suk was a writer after all. I got a call from Hands-Free.

"Yes, this is Lee Hyun-seok."

"Yes, yes."

I had a terrible eye.

"Yes?"

#

Idona enters the office with her base extended.

"I'm here."

· · · Well, no one will.

Idona looks around once and puts down the bag she was carrying. Then I hesitated for a moment and sat in the chair where Lee Hyun-seok usually sat.

Grab hold of the position and wrinkle the glabella while glancing at the turned off monitor. I trimmed my throat as big as I could and put my voice on it.

"Hugh."

· · · It doesn't seem to be something. I stretched my weight and pulled my chin down.

"Oh, my God, is that enough, Mr. Idona? Wouldn't it be fitting to go back and farm?"

It was similar, but I didn't feel good enough.

Idona turned her head and was astonished.

"Hick!"

I was half surprised how the character almost peeled off. He barely swept his chest and shouted.

"Writer Stan! I thought you saw a ghost! Even if you say you are there!"

The words are blocked. Once I was surprised, shame took his place.

Are you sure you saw all that? Then you have to stop your mouth.

Idona noticed with a pale complexion and realized that Seo-yerin was not looking at her. No, I didn't seem to see it anywhere in the first place.

Idona, hesitant for a moment, approaches carefully and shakes her shoulders.

"Excuse me, Mr. Yerin?"

"· · · Ah, Mr. Donna! When did you come?"

Seo-yerin turns his head in surprise as if he had noticed Idona. Idona pondered for a moment and lied.

"Now."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I have some things to think about."

Fortunately, it went well. Idona could only be relieved.

'· · · No. Well, it doesn't matter what happens when you get caught.'

Idona asked in a tone that Seo-yerin imagined as she was frowning.

"Oh, Donna. Do you know what Kim Kyung-suk has to offer?"

"Kim Kyung-suk? Writer Kim Kyung-suk from Love Thorn ?"

"Yes."

Idona tilts her head. She was a writer she didn't like very much.

"There must be something, but I don't know how to see it."

Idona, who was doubtful, was flawed as she looked down at the achievement table.

The manuscript, painted to death with a red pen, was piled up like a small mountain. Obviously, it wasn't until morning.

Seo-yerin smiled calmly at Idona, who turned her gaze.

"Don't you know?"

#

"Don't you think my time has come?"

Meanwhile, Shai from Rocket Man was raising her chin with a delicate hue.

"After all, Lee Hyun-Seok Fiddy didn't see me as better than the famous one? Without it, you can't pick me and point me out!"

"· · · Please don't fuck with the wind."

The manager said it was very troubling. Lee Hyun-Seok usually did what humans do, but I couldn't read as much as this time.

What the hell did you find out about him? '

After casting a series of incidents, Shai was exhausted by the practice of acting to see if she was motivated. But surprisingly, it really didn't improve as much as it did.

At that level, even KDS's representatives, beyond managers and heads, raised their heads to this casting solicitation.

"No, when was the last time you got in like that?"

It was a question everyone had. One chief went out.

"· · · Isn't that just because you don't like Chief Park Joon Gyu who used to use Kang Kyung?"

"Actually, I didn't have much on my mind, so I just got in?"

"This is ridiculous, but you don't know?"

Lee Hyun-Seok. It was indeed a magical word. The representative asked.

"What is Park Joon Gyu doing now?"

"We are temporarily managing trainees."

"Send him to Team Four."

Once again, it was a throne. It will never happen to him who had the same hope.

"So, what do you do?"

The representative sighed.

"There's no reason to say no, but I need to see his face this time. I don't know what the hell he's doing."

113 Blind Knowing Elephant (7) End