My girlfriend is an idol

Moreover, without the official announcement of the reason, letting Li Zongxuan enlist in the army would cause a lot of anti-change. After all, in the past, artists treated the enlistment of the army to be delayed as much as possible, and chose to enter the army in their early twenties. People will always be a minority.

"I know this in my mind... and... she chose to get off the car early from "We Are Married", which has aroused many people's curiosity and suspicion on the Internet... Li Zongxuan will let the public find out The answer."

"I don't understand, does the so-called answer you mentioned mean that the ins of that girl Seung-yeon previously blocked Li Zongxuan, and it also caused a heated discussion among fans of that show?"

The mention of Song Jifan couldn't help feeling a little bit of emotion for Li Xianzhe, and only this explanation would make people feel reasonable.

For the sigh in his tone, Li Xianzhe paused for a while before continuing.

"For anyone, the thought of working with this kind of person in the past makes me feel sick.

At that time, we will guide the public opinion a little bit, so that the outside world thinks that Shengyan has seen Li Zongxuan's talent and got off early. In this way, the public's view of her will not develop in a bad direction, but will be thankful for her. ."

Speaking of Kong Shengyan's name, Li Xianzhe's tone also changed unconsciously, with a trace of sorrow and nostalgia.

How could Song Kibeum not notice that he knew more about Lee Hyun-cheol than Lee Soo-man, so he asked, "Do you still have feelings for Seung-yeon?"

Li Xianzhe pursed his lips and didn't know how to answer for a while, but he seemed to think of the photo Yu Dingyan sent him earlier, and then became more determined.

"Do you like it? I don't know... We are guilty of each other, we can't get back together or get along as good friends, but in many cases, we want to do something for each other to make up for the regrets in the past.

So...some things, bad guys just let me be alone, even if I'm jealous, even if she blames me for this, I will do it."

"I see, leave this to me, don't say anything else, Seung Yeon is an artist in our company anyway, from the company's point of view, I will not allow people like Li Zongxiu to have too much involvement with her."

Song Jifan sighed slightly, and many people who had gone through the breakup would still care about each other's emotions.

He could naturally hear from Li Xianzhe's words that he still had some thoughts about Kong Shengyan, but he had been suppressed.

Since he didn't want to talk more about this topic, he stopped talking.

"By the way, Han Shenghao has been mentioning AOA in front of me these days, and Li Haoyang has been waiting for you to come back to see EXID. Didn’t you agree with them to take the time to return to China to meet and help them write songs, so what are you doing? Time comes, so I can arrange it for you?"

"No, I don't want the media to know about my return to China, and Li Zongxuan's affairs are a good way to divert the public's attention..."

Lee Hyun-cheol shook his head slightly and rejected Song Ki-Bum’s proposal to pick up the plane. His every move in the United States now has Korean media attention. It is not easy to bypass these people and return home quietly.

She has made a memo on the AOA and EXID matters and put it on the computer, but in her opinion, it is impossible for these two girl groups to return in the short term.

Han Shenghao and Li Haoyang were eager to understand and understand, but in his eyes, these two women's teams still had big problems. Before these problems were solved, they hadtily let them return more than the gains.

"Recently, I have mentioned to the director about squeezing and shooting my own scenes. The exact time is still uncertain, so you can just treat it as if I came back without knowing it..."

After hanging up the phone, Song Jifan took out the glasses he usually used at work and put on them. This call made him no longer have the thought of going to bed.

A few hours later, when the sky in Seoul was replaced by a gray blue, announcing the arrival of a new day.

FNC, Han Shenghao stood by the window, his eyes in the lens stared at the rising sun on the edge of the sky. Although his face was expressionless, his bloodless lips exposed his uneasy heart.

On his side, Song Qinghao, who was transferred from his post and currently serves as the agent of N.Flying, stood aside respectfully, his shirt slightly slumped with sweat already.

Koreans do not have the habit of arriving early. Apart from being lazy, they have developed stepping on to the fullest extent. Before that time, you will not see people in the office area.

Han Shenghao eats breakfast directly in the office. With his status and status, the company canteen will prepare the best food for him in accordance with the highest standards. In the oil and water area, it is not comparable to those trainees.

Only at this moment, Han Shenghao discovered that the meat dishes that he always liked the most were tasteless in his mouth. After Song Qinghao, who had not eaten breakfast, Han Shenghao directly pushed the plate over. Metaphor.

"Thank you, the president." Song Qinghao took out a tissue to wipe the sweat on his forehead. The air conditioner was rarely turned on in the office, but he was still sweating. Only he knew the reason.

Han Shenghao only took a bite of the meat, vegetable and rice dishes in front of him. Song Qinghao took the spoon without disdain. In his opinion, this might be a small detail to show that he was flattering.

"Send it back after eating...you know?"

In the eyes of Fatty Han, waste is shameful. Even if you don’t have an appetite, you can’t waste these things. Anyone who knows this president knows that Fatty Han has been stingy, or a lot, since the establishment of FNC in the early days. The bosses of the brokerage company are stingy in the eyes of their subordinates.

"Would you like it? President Song? Good morning..."

"The things have been sent to the police station in Longshan District. It is estimated that they have already received those things by this time. How about the Seoul Sports Daily?"

Yongsan Police Station?Song Qinghao's fat hand holding the spoon shook involuntarily, his eyes full of horror when he looked at Han Shenghao.

Although Seoul has a local police station in every district, it is strange that people who report negative news in general and anonymously go to not the local police station in JN district, but Longshan District.

If it reaches other stages of investigation, the prisoner needs to be transferred to other places for further investigation, such as Gyeonggi Province.

"I spoke with the editor in charge of the entertainment section of the Seoul Sports Daily early this morning, and the other party also used their own professional ethics to ensure that those things will not be leaked to the Internet. They will also select some to report after reviewing. ."

Listening to Han Seung-ho’s unsentimental words, Song Qing-ho couldn’t help feeling a little scalp. First, the two major media of D and Seoul Sports News reported on an artist, and there was no one, and what he didn’t expect was that Han Seung-ho unexpectedly reported Those things were delivered to the police station.

This cut off the way for Li Zongxuan to call the police after the incident, or ask the company to help him with public relations.

"Well~FNC public relations has troubled President Han. The president just called and will return to China in secret in the past few days..."

"Is the president coming back? That's great!" After finally hearing the news that Li Xianzhe was coming back, Han Shenghao was pleased and quickly agreed, "I have already booked a place to eat, and I will personally take care of the reception at that time. Please rest assured about this one."

Not long after hanging up the phone, Han Shenghao received an international payment in his mobile phone. He squinted at the string of zero numbers for a long time. If it weren’t for someone else in this office, this fat guy is very It is possible to jump up and down excitedly.

"This time I really made a right decision and sacrificed Li Zongxuan. Even if the FNC stock price drops to the lowest level in history, I am confident that it will rise again."

Several million U.S. dollars, which translates into several billion won, which is equivalent to the investment level of a middle-level film and television drama. It is not too much to say, but for the poor FNC today, it is equivalent to refraction. A dose of stimulant.

"AOA must be prepared."

Han Shenghao I clenched my fist to calm myself down. Although this low voice made him dislike it, but he had to do it for money. He also knew that this was just Li Xianzhe’s first fund. He said it was a promise, but it was also Part of the meaning of assessment is in it.