(Card text, temporary old manuscript, please forgive me after writing and update.)

"Okay, don't make a noise!"

The door of the conference room suddenly opened, and a light shout came into the ears of everyone present.

Suddenly, the two sides who were still blushing with noise just now, who had rolled up their sleeves calmed down and looked at the person standing at the door and looking at the chaos inside.

"Vice President nim!"

"Ms. Song!"

"Your Mightiness!"

They shouted in a mess, and everyone greeted them respectfully.

"You..." Slightly narrowed your eyes, and your pupils were filled with sarcastic smiles. Song Meiyan stood in front of the conference room, slightly tilted her head, and looked at these incompetent guys: "Is it really a promising?"

No one dared to talk to each other. Although there were a few who squirmed their lips and wanted to refute one or two, they were frightened by Song Meiyan's awesome temperament, and obediently closed their mouths and lowered their heads.

Lee Yin-kyuk was still calm, and took this opportunity to look up quietly, and glimpse the two people following Song Mei-yeon from the corner of his eyes. He was delighted at the moment.

"It's just a TV series," he walked slowly, his high heels hit the ground, making a crisp and rhythmic sound. Song Mei-yeon walked around the side of the oval conference table and looked at the arrogant senior executives one by one: "No matter how promising the prospects are, there is no need to let you fight so much, right?"

"Vice President nim, you misunderstood..." Sweat oozing from your forehead dripped into your neck, soaking the collar of your shirt. With the courage to speak, the minister smiled awkwardly: "We are not intrigue, we just want to guarantee the interests of the TV station..."

"Hmm?" A cold snorted interrupted the guy's pale defense. Song Mei-yeon approached and pressed a hand on his shoulder: "Minister Li, do you have any objections to what I said?"

"Not such a vice president, nim!" The face was faded, Minister Li waved his hands repeatedly to explain, and said stupidly: "I, I just--"

"Okay, don't waste your words." He patted his shoulder with a little disgust. Song Mei-yeon did not stop and continued to walk slowly.

"Where is Shengxiu?"

"It means that nim is not feeling well today and did not come."

"He has been hiding for peace." With a cold snorting, Song Mei-yeon had already walked to the upper seat, pulled out the chair and sat down: "Then, needless to say, Master Lee and Director Kim are not there either?"

"...inside." A stuttering voice came from the crowd.

"The director of the TV station, the director of the film and television drama, and I, the vice president of the cJ Group, were forced to look like this," she looked at the people below who were becoming more and more unable to sit still, and Song Meiyan sneered: "Children, you are indeed promising."

"It was silent, no one dared to speak, for fear of angering this truly powerful Iron Lady again.

"Oh, Yin Kee." After a week of scanning, it seemed as if he had just seen Lee Yin Kee present, and finally smiled on his face. Song Mi-yeon greeted, "Why are you here too?"

"Lady nim." He stood up to greet him respectfully, and Lee Yin-gyu smiled reservedly: "I'm just here to listen to the meeting."

"You girl, you are not honest." She smiled and pointed at her, but Song Meiyan was not angry at her words.

"President Yang, Allen xi." She waved to the door of the conference room, and she smiled and said, "You two don't have to be so dissatisfied, right? Come in and sit down."

Ms. nim. "With a voice in unison, she said, and with the gaze of everyone present, she was either sophisticated, angry, or envious, Yang Yixing and Alan walked in leisurely, and sat down with the empty seats on both sides of Lee Yingui.

"Why are you two here?" Lee Yin-kyuk asked quietly, squirmingly.

"Don't worry, just watch patiently." Alan held down Lee Yin-kyuk's hand on his knee and gave her a wink: "There's a good show."

While speaking, Song Mei-yeon cleared her throat and her face turned completely gloomy: "Everyone should sit down."

Since she entered the door, everyone stood up, and they didn't dare to sit down until now.

"Who believes that the Group needs to reduce its investment in "Please Answer 1988"?"

"It's me, lady nim." Slowly raised his hand. The man looked at Song Meiyan's face and spoke carefully: "I think that although please answer the series is well received, the drama has been delayed too much time since the planning, and the cost is serious. Now this is happening again-"

"You won." Wave your hand and signaled him impatiently to shut up. Song Meiyan lowered her head and said, "As you wish, I will cut my investment as appropriate-"

"Nim, Vice President of Kangsang Hamida!" Surprise was beyond words, and he felt appreciated. This man couldn't close his mouth.

"Don't be too happy too early." Song Meiyan said coldly: "As compensation, Alan xi, as an independent investor, will take over the part we gave up. You should also know the reputation of Pioneer Entertainment in recent years, right? Let's get to know each other."

Allen got up, tied the buttons of his suit, and nodded leisurely to everyone.

"As for what you are responsible, let me see, the surrounding departments?" With a sneer, Song Meiyan looked at him coldly and said, "The profits in the past two years are also very bad. Please cut your budget."

"Ah? Vice President nim!" Before the senior executive was about to say something, Song Meiyan frowned and shouted loudly: "Hey, is it okay to have a bit of grace? Don't let me look down on you."

"Who said that it's better to sell the copyright of the TV series as soon as possible to recover the cost?" She lowered her head and looked at the information in her hand. Song Meiyan's question was forced to admit it because of the example just now.

"Good idea," nodded with his eyebrows raised, Song Meiyan dropped the pen in her hand and commented: "Although there are some details that have not been considered, such as how to distribute overseas copyright income, whether to broadcast it simultaneously or only sell the second round of playback rights, it is indeed much better than others."

Someone smiled and raised his hand tentatively: "Woman, ma'am, it's my idea, I think--"

"Well, yes, it won't bother you." Song Meiyan pointed at Yang Yi and said, "President Yang?"

"Nei, lady nim." Nodded, Yang Yixing stood up and glanced around and smiled: "There is already a video website of China 6 who has contacted me. If you want to purchase the overseas copyright of "Please Answer 1988", there are three companies that you are interested in. If it goes well, you can negotiate within a week."

"Then please give me a message." Song Meiyan nodded to him with a smile.

"Who else has any objection?" Song Meiyan also felt secretly happy in her heart, raised her chin and asked, "Hurry up and talk, let's talk?"

The audience was silent. After waiting for a long time, tremblingly, one hand raised: "I, I have something to say..."

"Director Shin?" Looking at his quiet and chilling look, Song Mei-yeon also felt a little funny, and her tone became much softer: "You are the main creator of the TV series. If you have any opinions, please boldly raise them."

"Vice President Nim, now the TV series has started filming, but one of the male protagonists has an accident. It is impossible to continue filming. Every minute it takes, the production cost of the TV series is increasing, and the scheduled broadcast time is getting closer and closer."

As he spoke, the grievances in his heart became more and more intense. Shin Yuanhao had a bitter face and was almost crying for Song Meiyan to see.

"So, what do you think?" Song Meiyan was so amused and crying. It was boring to bully him because of her identity, so she could only ask patiently.

"Now, auditions are held and actors are selected one by one. There must be no such conditions," Shin Yuanhao raised his sleeves and wiped the corners of his eyes, his voice a little hoarse: "I just want to find a similar actor for my TV series."

"You just say, have you found a good candidate?"

"No." Speaking of this, Shin Yuanhao's eyes were also a little desperate.

Seeing the opportunity, Lee Yin-kyuk coughed softly, but it seemed particularly eye-catching in this empty conference room.

Song Mi-yeon's eyes turned around and looked at Lee Eun-kyu, who seemed to have nothing to do, with a smile in her eyes.

Yang Yixing smiled slightly, raised his hand and touched his nose. Alan curled the corner of his mouth and suddenly said, "Ah, by the way!"

His sudden shout really shocked many people.

"What's wrong, Alan xi?" Song Mei-yeon pinched her eyebrows.

"Ms. Nim, do you remember the male actor Lee represented the company? The one we met together before."

"You mean, that kid named Kim Minshuo?" Song Mei-yeon felt enlightened and nodded, "I have an impression."

"That kid, isn't he filming a TV series now? President Yang knows it too." Allen recommended frankly: "Since Director Shin can't find a suitable actor, why not let him give it a try."

"How old is? What is the image? Where is the acting skills?" Before Song Mi-yeon could speak, Shin Yuan-ho's eyes were already shining and he asked impatiently.

Now that things are at a loss, he is forced to do so, and he can only treat it as a living person and not let go of any hope.

"A child in 1994 has no image and his acting skills are very good. At least director Lee Yingfu is very satisfied with him." Yang Yixing nodded to Shen Yuanhao across the table and introduced.

"Then I think it's like this first." Taking off her glasses, Song Mi-yeon rubbed her eyebrows, revealing a hint of fatigue: "Director Shin, please look at this child named Kim Min-soo first. If you think it's appropriate, leave him to take over Park Bo-gun's role. If it's not appropriate," she pouted her lips, shrugged, and did not continue, but she understood the meaning that she still wanted.

"Nei, ma'am nim." How dare Shin Yuanhao pick again? He responded first.

"Everyone understands what I have learned," she slapped the table with a palm, and Song Meiyan suppressed the top officials who had just started to get upset below with cold eyes: "Everyone, do you have to remember what I said?"

"I hope to see this kind of thing only once," the originally soft face lines, with a scattered look on their faces, but their momentum was terrifying: "If you dare to make the group affairs so messy and let the outside world laugh for no reason, you will know what the outcome will be."

"After a break!" Looking at the people who were jumping up and down, after learning a lesson, she sat in the spot without daring to speak, and snorted with satisfaction. Song Meiyan ordered: "Everyone is out. You guys stay, President Yang."

The rest of the people came out one after another, and only a few of them were left in the huge conference room.

"To be honest," he picked up his arms and paced back and forth, staring at the three people sitting in front of him with a firm look. Song Mei-yeon asked in a deep voice: "Does the matter of Park Bo-gun have anything to do with you three?"

"Ms. Song, don't be wronged. I'm just a middleman selling channels." Yang Yixing raised his hands and smiled and separated the relationship.

"I'm not afraid of you, Ms. Song," Lee Eun-gyu also explained hurriedly: "That child Park Bo-gun, who was behind his back, made us Kim Min-soo impolite once, and almost hurt my sister. If I were to do things, I would never have been cheaper than him."

"Is it cheap? What does it mean for a newly emerging actor to lose a role that means something. Gin Kee, don't you not know?" Son Mi-yeon sighed a little and gave Lee Yin Kee a blank look: "No wonder you rushed over as soon as you heard the news. I was still thinking that I just wanted to fight for this role for Kim Min-shuo. It turns out that there is such a layer of reason in it."

"I just can't swallow this!" Lee Yingui said, still feeling a little angry in his heart.

Song Mei-yeon's eyes were directed at Allen, who was sitting calmly.

"Aren't you doubting me?" Alan smiled helplessly after spreading his hands: "I have no interest in him at all, so why do such a thankless thing?"

"Yes." Give up the idea of ​​delving into it, Song Meiyan sat down and repeatedly kneaded her eyebrows: "The group's affairs have been too messy recently, which makes me feel a little nervous."

'Please take care of yourself,' Allen asked with concern and smiled again: "Speaking of this, we are all relying on your protection."

"What kind of protection is so ugly." Song Meiyan gave him a angrily look: "You are just good at it and do things well. I just appreciate the ambitious young people and are willing to make a good relationship."

"If... "It seems that she has thought of something, her eyes suddenly empty and she looks somewhere in the void: "Oh, I won't say it."

"By the way, Yin Kee, Kim Min-soo's acting skills are OK, right?" Somewhat worried, Song Mi-yeon took a look: "Don't look at my easy words, the "Please Answer" series has become a signature work of TVN TV. If he loses his chain and loses his reputation, then the pressure from all parties will not be suppressed by me."

"Madam, please rest assured." He held Song Mi-yeon's shoulder intimately, and Lee Yin-kyo walked over and said coquettishly: "We Min-soo, there's really no problem!"
Chapter completed!