Story of a Big Player from Gangnam

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BM Entertainment Director continued to smile.

“I know Old Man has a good city in injuries. It's true that there are a lot of drama producers in injuries. Drama is a content fight, and it's hard for me to answer when you ask me if it's going to be a business. I have no choice but to say it may or may not be. ”

“Well, that makes sense. ”

“China's dramas are usually more than 30. If you're in business, you'll need to cover this cost. ”

“How much does it cost to shoot a drama? ”

“Drama is hard to say because it varies from drama to contemporary and so on, but it's as true as it is growing. ”

“You still have money, don't you? ”

“I don't know about China, but we have more than 300 million synagogues. ”

“Is that a lot? ”

“Performers' guarantees and writers' costs are never too high. ”

“If you film 30 times like a Chinese drama, that would be nine billion. If you lose viewership, you could lose money. ”

“That's right.”

“Well, you'd better be careful. ”

“There's a good thing, if you do it. I don't think you'll be as impressed by your production costs as anyone else, because you're a talented person. It's also a great advantage to know the high ups of injuries. ”

“Is there anything they can help you with? ”

“China is a Communist country, and censorship by the government is tricky. The sudden rise of the broadcaster is also an unimaginably great country, and it's a huge advantage to know the top tier of the city government. But whatever it is, the content is most important. ”

“How do I get content? ”

“Be a good writer. I'll take a cup of tea. ”

“Yes, please. ”

Gu, too, said while drinking tea.

“Because of the Chinese drama, do you hire Chinese writers? ”

“It can be China. It can be us. ”

He folded his arms and thought for a moment.

[I don't think a friend like the Parasitic Brother is saying the wrong thing.]

“If you run a joint venture with China, I can help you engage local celebrities. In China, the top stars are almost exclusive, so there are occasional Korean celebrity producers. Please review them carefully first. ”

“I've heard a lot of good things. Lee Hyun-man from BM Entertainment, how are you? ”

“Yes, I'm fine. I'll tell him I say hi. ”

“Thank you for your kind words. ”

“Well, I have an audition today, so I'll stand up first. ”

BM Entertainment Director greeted politely and left the rescue room.

Guggenho remembered what Director Liscan of Injury said one day.

[There are talented young people in China who make dramas. These people are talented, but they are struggling because of the production costs. Would you like to work with them?]

Since Gu Gu is a drama producer who doesn't know much about it, and he can only make money by investing it carelessly, we decided to take some time to review this matter.

Liscan and Wang Jien called to say hello, as they had sent some coins to their wedding.

“I'm in a meeting and can't come to the phone right now. ”

A Chinese language announcement came out.

“Looks like you're having a communist meeting. Communists usually have a lot of meetings. ”

Gu, who grumbled, called Wang Jien this time.

“To the king? It's me. Gu Gun-ho!”

“Oh, Gu Gun-ho! Nice to meet you."

“Thank you for sending me flowers at my wedding. ”

“Thank you, of course. I have to celebrate the wedding by visiting Korea in person, but I'm sorry I didn't go. ”

“Nonsense! If you see Liscan, tell him I appreciate it. I'm calling to say I'm in a meeting. ”

“It must be the real meeting. If not, Liscan said he wanted to meet the old boss. ”

“Why?”

“Hear it for yourself. ”

I got a call from Liscan about the time I got off work.

“Old boss? I'm sorry. I can't come to the phone. ”

“You're busy, aren't you? ”

“No, I have a lot of useless meetings. It's a meeting to reinforce screening of dramas and films. ”

“What are you strengthening so much about? ”

“Choose between party policy and violations. ”

“What kind of content? ”

“The censorship of such cruel scenes and political content as the Tiananmen and the Palace of Parun. ”

“Hmm."

“There's something else. An affair, superstition, homosexuality, etc. is all about raising a club. ”

“Haha, then it's not funny. ”

“By the way, why don't you come to China? ”

“I'll go. ”

“I heard about Min-hyuk Kim. He also owns a transportation company. ”

“Oh, that? It's a logistics company. We rent heavy equipment. It's not that big.”

“A friend of mine went to the deputy mayor of a small city in Gwangju (36020; ). He asks if you know of any transportation companies in Korea. Would you like to meet him? ”

“It's not hard to meet. But I can't afford to invest. ”

“But you should meet him. Come to the accident. There is a plane from the accident to Gwangyang (36020; Yang), which is the nobility ( ). ”

“Got it.”

Kim Young Eun came early Friday and boiled the miso stew. When I went to the Guwol-dong Apartment in Incheon, my mom taught me how to make miso stew. It tasted a little better than the last time, but it still didn't taste good.

“If I move in with this woman, I'll only get to eat bad food. ”

However, Gu Gu said it was delicious.

“It's good, isn't it? ”

“Yes, it's delicious. ”

Kim Young-un baked some pork belly and put it out. It was good to grill meat. Kim Young-un wrapped pork belly in lettuce and ate well.

“Eat slowly. I'm not gonna take it! ”

Kim Young-un was rambling.

“Eating and dead ghosts are good. ”

Gu Gun-ho drove the meat to his wife, so Kim Young put it in front of him. Kim Young-un wrapped the creased pork belly in lettuce and put it in the mouth of the Gu Gun-ho.

“Go ahead! ”

“Ang"

“Phew! You have a big mouth! ”

“What's with the mouth? ”

“I think it's catfish. ”

“Have you seen Maggie? ”

“You saw it.”

“Have you tried it?”

“No.”

“Did you catch it?”

“Where are you going to catch it? ”

“I caught it. By fishing.”

“Don't kill me next time. ”

I liked it best when they slept in a blanket after getting married.

“Hot, isn't it?"

Gu Gun-ho untied Kim Young-un's pink pajamas. White innards appear. Kim Young-un surprisingly has white innards. His insides are whiter than Morrie's and snow. Morieco or snow is a lot of people who work out to keep their weight down in their profession, so they seem stiff, but Kim Young Eun was very soft. I didn't think it would be worn out by snow or Morrie if I didn't wear makeup at all.

“Boom!”

Gu Gun-ho kissed Kim Young Eun's cheek.

“Didn't you miss me? ”

“No.”

“I missed you. ”

“Boom!”

Gu Gun Ho kissed again.

Kim Young-un stretched out his arm, grabbed Gu Geon Ho's nose, and pulled his ear.

“You look like an idiot. ”

“Young-un looks like a virgin. ”

“Really?"

“Yes, only a fool can see it in the eyes of a fool, and only a virgin can see it in the eyes of a fresh woman. ”

Kim Young's feet flew from the blanket.

“Oops!”

Gu Gun-ho took off Kim Young's pajamas and began. And I turned it off.

How long has it been?

The hook lit the fire again. And I wiped the sweat off Kim Young-un's face with a towel.

“Brother, where are you going tomorrow? ”

“You're not going anywhere. Young-eun should be by my side. ”

“Let's go to Pocheon tomorrow. ”

“Fountain? Going after the big catfish? ”

Kim Young-un's feet flew in the blanket again.

“Oops.”

“Brother, come with me to my mother's oxygen in Pocheon. ”

“Aren't you going to eat? ”

“A lot of traffic on the same day. I'll be there tomorrow."

“Okay, let's go. It'll blow away the wind. ”

“Thank you.”

“But don't you have something to take? Something like booze. ”

“I'll have it ready tomorrow. All you have to do is come back. ”

It was Saturday morning.

After eating breakfast, Kim Young-un went out and bought a bag.

“What's that? ”

“Take to oxygen. ”

“You bought fruit, you bought alcohol, you bought grapes. What is this, before the wasps and the cramps? Where did you get this? ‘

“Across from the dominant apartment. There's a diner called Delicious Chan. ”

“How else did you know there was a diner there? ”

“A friend lived in a dominant apartment. ”

“Haha, really? ”

The Gugunate drove a Landrover into the Eastern Highway. I heard a song as I was going through Jung Rangcheon, but I stopped singing on the way to oxygen.

“Young Eun, thank you. Before getting married, I just watched TV to take a nap on Sunday. It's nice to be with Young Eun like this. ”

“Eyes front! It's a bummer in the back. ”

The car continued to drive through Pocheon. I kept running past the Shinbuk-myeon fishery where Gu used to go. I passed the Manseo Bridge and came to the Garden of Heaven on the frozen face.

“Did your mother bury you? ”

“I buried it after cremation. There, to the left of the second row. ”

No one came in today. The spring wind was blowing and there were a few pieces of clouds floating in the sky.

“Is this the right place? ”

Kim Young-un nodded twice.

The mattress taken from the car was stretched.

Kim Young-un placed the fruit and food on the top in front of the cemetery.

“I don't think it's a Christian family after all. ”

“My father is a Buddhist. ”

“What? That's a nice arrangement. ”

“I followed you when you came. ”

Kim Young-un said, following the drink.

“Mom, I'm home. I'm married, I'm here with my son-in-law. ”

Kim Young-un smiled lonelily at Gu Gun-ho.

“Do me a favor with my mom. ”

Guggenho raised his drink and bowed down.

After Gu Gun-ho bowed down, Kim Young Eun knelt down in front of her mother's oxygen and bowed her head. Kim Young-un was kneeling for a long time. Gu Gun Ho came and went boring. Kim Young-un kept doing that like a stone ministry.

“Now get up. My knees are going to hurt.”

Kim Young-un raised his head a little after Gu Gun-ho spoke. Gu Gun-ho was surprised to see Kim Young Eun's face. Kim Young-un was crying.

“Mom, I'm sorry! ”

Kim Young-un burst into tears. Tears poured down over the mattress.

“Mom, I'm sorry! I'm sorry I didn't keep my promise. ”

Kim Young-un wept.

“Here, here. Now get up. ”

Gu Gun-ho lifted Kim Young-un up and gave him a towel.

“Wipe your face. ”

Kim Young Eun wiped her face with a towel and sent a smile to Gu Gun Ho.

“Brother, I'm sorry. ”

A spring breeze slightly touched Kim Young-un's face. Kim Young-un's hair was blown away by the wind.