King of the Last Drama

After the second face-to-face interview, the meeting between writer Kim Kyung-suk and Kee continued. I tried not to let go of the flow, even if it wasn't fixed.

Kim Kyung-suk's favour became even greater as he became so intimate.

At first, Seo Soo-hyun and his nephew only held out their hands to the extent of the problem. However, I was becoming increasingly curious to do so myself.

It furthermore led to formalities throughout the celebrity system.

"I hated the proprietor earlier."

Writer Kim Kyung-suk said:

When you look at her with an uneasy look, shake your head firmly as if it isn't.

"You don't have to make that look. It's a pleasure for a partner to hate you."

"Yes?"

"It's just two things I don't like or ignore when I come back from this floor. You can't ignore what you don't like, and you don't have to admit it. I've done the same before."

"......"

And not negligible means it's a threat. Kim Kyung-suk hated maintaining her child because the blue boy was a real threat to her.

Therefore, it is always more advantageous in the entertainment world to buy the good than to buy the good.

At least, Kim Kyung-suk's experience has always been the same.

"If there's a writer who doesn't hate you, he doesn't see you as an enemy yet."

"I don't see it as an enemy……"

Maintenance's eyes deepened.

Kim Kyung-suk deliberately drank a cup of coffee and mopped.

"Of course, there are a lot of assumptions there. Writers who have different genres or are less likely to compete with each other don't have to be hostile. That's obvious, isn't it?"

"Yes..."

"Speaking of which, Seo Soo-hyun's niece and the writer Kee seem strange if they don't like each other."

That's what he wants, too.

According to that adage, Keeper remained silent.

"Of course I don't know who the calligrapher is. But at least I'm a much better writer in my skills and in my proficiency than I am today."

"... yes."

"If he had been so kind to you, he would have thought it wasn't his enemy."

At this point, it was kind of a revelation. I didn't mean it.

Kim Kyung-suk's writer career was a continuation of the struggle, and Seo Soo-hyun and his followers, the 'great family drama' believers, did not accept Kim Kyung-suk's era of open-minded drama and rebelled.

Therefore, Kim Kyung-suk had no extraordinary friends. Obviously, what comes out of it is also a distorted conclusion.

However, just as Seo-yerin was inferior to the seedling at the time when she entered the "Research Journal" shoot, so did she. No, several times worse than that.

For her who was unable to find the answer to her emotion, the answer of the electorate felt very sweet.....

"Who did it wrong when you fought a calligrapher?"

"... I think we're both wrong."

In many ways, it was a maintenance answer.

Kim Kyung-suk sighed and changed his expression.

"Okay, so who crossed the line first?"

"That's......"

Gia clenches her toes with her head down. Well, that's not true.

I felt like some black things that I pressed down in my chest were continuing to come up to my neck.

Writer Kim Kyung-suk made a new voice without even knowing it. There was a chilly expression in front of her that induced her to do so.

In other words, it was also the reason that Kim Kyung-suk was telling all his stories so hard.

'I couldn't reverse Seo Soo-hyun in the end......

It was only because Lee Hyun-suk borrowed the power of a slut who had barely eaten a single shot.

Of course, the end of the year judge was not unhappy, but Kim Kyung-suk always thought his wings were narrower than he thought.

'But……'

The little girl in front of her eyes was a puppy of a wand.

That was proven by this sometimes creepy obsession.

Something that Kim Kyung-suk always wanted, but could never reach. It felt right in front of my eyes.

Kim Kyung-suk woke it up completely and thought that giving Seo Soo-hyun's niece a final decision was the last task he was given.

... well, it was her misfortune not to think about the difference in direction.

"Once upon a time, he was always worried that the KBC he was carrying would rot inside."

When I changed the tone and topic, Keeper raised his head.

Why? She's Kim Kyung-suk and Huggi-sik PD. And Seo Soo-hyun's old story was always sensitive.

"When I got drunk, I made a promise that I would somehow go up to the top and change everything."

"... and you've really become a boss."

"I really fought the board and I won. But I heard that Fiddy got his share."

When I saw the article for the first time, I still can't forget the horror.

As an egg, Kim Kyung-suk, a long time ago, thought so.

He said he was a drunkard. Later, when he realized he was serious, he ripped him off with power.

Are you out of your mind?

Don't you know there are things you can do and things you can't?!

However, Seo Soo-hyun did not do so at the time.

... it seems like you've made up your mind.

If I can help, I can help as much as I can.

Seo Soo-hyun's position at the time was somewhat distant because it was the same rock as it is today. The risk of scratching the side of the risk molecule on the top line, which is looking good, was never small.

However, Seo Soo-hyun turned the troubles upside down and pushed up the cuddly fiddy. Between them, of course, the difference was even more profound.

"That."

Keeper raised his hand carefully.

"Well, I'm sorry if I was mistaken... Maybe you should meet the boss..."

"I loved it. That's what it meant."

Kim Kyung-suk replied.

"Not Seo Soo-hyun, of course. It's funny because it's taken away from people who don't even like people who like it."

It was long ago that my daughter was married and became an adult. But it still makes me feel sweet and cheap when I think about those days.

"......"

Maintenance's expression was difficult to read. She was generally easy to read, but sometimes she was mild faceless.

Kim Kyung-suk took it as a positive sign.

"Lee Hyun-Seok Fiddy is not the one who reveals himself. But I don't think a great man can ever be satisfied in such a low position as the old cuddly Fiddy did."

Well, it was an understatement that many people were mistaken.

"And one day, that person is facing a very big opponent."

"......"

"I couldn't help Fiddy without a hug. It was a matter of will, but it was also a matter of ability."

In fact, Kim Kyung-suk at the time could not have done anything if he had tried to cooperate.

Seo Soo-hyun's help was possible because he was in Seo Soo-hyun's position everywhere.

Therefore, there was only one thing that Kim Kyung-suk wanted to tell her.

"In the end, it's all about whether or not you have that power."

"......"

"I was in self-loathing at the time. I was so sad to hear a word from Seo Soo-hyun, who was admiring me, and I thought I should reconcile it somehow. I was wondering if I should go tell them everything and lead them."

And, well, it's all over with. Realization was quite late.

In the end, it was the law that became the enemy.

"Don't step on my tram. Don't be discouraged by the clumsy expectations of your friends, but make sure Lee Hyun-seok Fiddy is in a position to be a force when he tries to challenge something."

Writer Kim Kyung-suk asked.

"There's only one spot next to it anyway, and no matter how good the rest of it is, it's nothing."

"... Yes."

Maintained a small but distinct answer.

"I'll keep that in mind."

Kim Kyung-suk thought he understood the metaphorical expression 'next door' and bluntly nodded.

This was the hard way to say it.

#

"Last time I didn't tell you about MBS Wongwon-hoon."

Zhang Yeon-Chul Fiddy looked at my face and opened his mouth carefully.

The topics that followed were surprising, if not surprising, so it was worth it. Because there is no clear proof, there are stories that need to be known on this floor.

If there is someone who wants to rise and has the power to make it rise, there is a natural bond that wins the world. Whether it's money or men and women.

And, well, the one who brokered it is going to take that piece of junk.

All I could do was write a new name in the case I was assuming.

"... I see that in the center of that giant sponge relay is Wongwon Hun President."

"Yes, it's a case where the current president is very well represented on the top line."

I was silent for a moment and asked.

"Why are you telling me this?"

I get a fever, but I'm a PD.

At the time of the KBC crisis, the information I knew was helpful, but what I didn't know at all right now. It was something that would not be revealed even in the distant future.

I need the help of someone in a really powerful position, not me, to overturn this.

Zhang Yeon-cheol PD had a slightly uneasy expression.

"I'm not a very righteous man, I don't mean to. Shame on you, but I was also indirectly in a position to cooperate."

"......"

"However, I want to tell you to be careful."

"Be careful?"

Zhang Yeon-chul's voice became more discreet.

"In fact. Once the suicide turned upside down, the" coercion "almost disappeared. because there are a lot of women who don't have to."

"... yes."

"However, there was a case recently in which I was stuck and asked for a reward. Wongwon-hoon said he was upset."

"Thank God. I don't know what you're thinking."

Until then, I felt a little apart.

I'm angry, but what can I do? I was close to feeling that frustrated.

But in the words that followed, I had no choice but to turn to ignorance.

"... identified by the opponent. Who?"

"This is Ms. Ara from Groupaires."

"......"

"I don't have anything to do with Fiddy, so I want you to be a little careful."

"You... Fiddy?"

Hold still.

I felt my head cool.

End of division (12) looking at 236 thousand Lee