"What is this guy doing? He has never answered the phone..."

Putting away the phone, Alan, who had been not answering the phone, made Lee Eun-kyu helpless.

The elevator was moving up steadily, and the shiny door reflected her irritable expression.

Taking advantage of the height difference, he leaned out from behind Lee Yin-gyu and looked at him. Kim Min-soo couldn't help but pursed his lips.

"But you," suddenly turned his head and Lee Eun-gyu pointed his finger at Kim Min-soo: "What should I say to Ms. Song, do you know what you know in your heart?"

"Don't worry, Sister Yin Kee," Kim Min-soo owed, and said with a smile: "I have my own sense of responsibility."

"If you really have your own sense of your own, you won't get involved in such a troublesome thing." After glanced at him, Lee Yin-gyu shook his head and turned over, closing his eyes, as if he was not looking at Kim Min-shuo.

He touched his nose and stood silently with a smile.

"However, I also want to thank you for your "self-scrupulousness". "Close your eyes and cover the irritability in your eyes. Lee Yin-kyo's voice seemed very indifferent in the elevator, but it could not cover the gratitude hidden in it: "If you hadn't told me in time, something really would have happened."

"No matter whether you are Sun Kyu's sister, at least I am a SW artist, I have never received much favor from you, President Yang and Ms. Song during this period." Kim Minshuo nodded and praised: "I am not the kind of person without conscience."

"Now it seems that I really took a big advantage when I signed you for Sun Kyu's sake." Lee Yin-gyu curled the corners of her mouth and said funny with Kim Min-shuo with her limited time.

With a "ding" sound, the elevator arrived at the floor where the president's office was located. Lee Yin-gyu's face turned apart, and he squeezed out a sentence from his teeth to remind Kim Min-soo: "Be careful, act carefully."

Kim Minshuo also curled his smile and leaned respectfully slightly, and his follower Lee Eun-kyu walked out of the elevator.

Song Mi-yeon's secretary had already been waiting here, and when he saw Lee Eun-kyuk, he greeted him with a smile: "Representative Lee."

"Secretary Hong." It is said that the King of Hell is easy to meet the little ghost. Although he has a good relationship with Song Mi-yeon himself, Lee Eun-kyung dares not take it lightly at all for Secretary Hong's kind of follower of daily service.

"Madam is waiting for you, please follow me." He walked over Lee Eun-gyu's figure and looked at Kim Min-soo who was following her. Secretary Hong asked with his head tilted, "This one is..."

"Secretary Hong, I come to see Ms. Song with me, and I have important things to report." After interrupting her arrangement, Lee Yin-kyo introduced: "Greetings first, Mrs.'s personal secretary, Secretary Hong."

This was said to Kim Minshuo, and he naturally bowed and bowed accordingly: "Secretary Hong, I am Kim Minshuo, an artist under SW. I met for the first time, so please take care of me in the future."

"Ah!" What was going on with this sudden realization? Seeing Secretary Hong was stunned for a moment, his attitude towards Kim Minshuo was very different, even Lee Yin-gyu was a little confused.

"You are Kim Minshuo? The one who arranged for the crew of "Please Answer 1988" in person?" Secretary Hong teased with a smile and stretched out his hand: "Madam has been talking about you a lot."

Jin Minshuo held the fairy, boneless hand and tapped his chin: "Madam, I'm worried."

"Let's go, ma'am be anxious." When she pulled out her hand, Secretary Hong left his sharp nails and gently scratched Jin Minshuo's palm.

Taking advantage of his moment of being stunned, the woman was already walking in front of her to open the way and led Lee Yin-kyo toward the office.

"What are you doing when you are standing there? Come on!" Listening to Lee Yin-gyu's inadequate urging, Kim Min-soo came to his senses: "Oh!" Then he stepped up and chased after him.

"Madam, Representative Li is here." Pushing open the ordinary wooden door, which was even simple in patterns, Secretary Hong reported and stood sideways to wink the two of them.

Lee Eun-gyu hurried in, while Kim Min-shuo accidentally glanced over when he passed by her.

Secretary Hong just smiled faintly, unable to see any abnormal emotions.

Close the door from outside, and the smile on her face disappeared. She looked at the direction of Kim Minshuo's disappearance, her eyes were complicated and unpredictable.

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"Yin Kei, are you here?" As she was working at the desk, Song Meiyan narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the handwriting printed on the fine documents.

"Nei, madam." When he approached, Lee Yin-gyu bowed and said, "Something to tell you..."

"Well, Secretary Hong said that you were very urgent on the phone, why?" Finally, she raised her head, Song Mi-yeon looked at Kim Min-soo, and was not surprised by Kim Min-soo's appearance: "I also deliberately kept this child here. Is there something wrong with the crew of "Please Answer"?"

He had to sigh in favor of Song Mi-yeon's keen observation and super-god analysis, and Kim Min-shuo subconsciously held his breath.

"You are right, it's indeed the other side of "Please Answer"..." Lee Yin-gyu's expression was a little embarrassed, and he stopped for a moment and said, "If you have any details, let Min-shuo report it to you."

"Minsuo, say it." He pointed to Kim Minsuo, and Song Mi-yeon raised her chin.

"Okay." Kim Minshuo walked up, owed her body, and organized some language.

"Recently, a lot of things have happened in the crew..."

"Tell the point!" He had only said less than a word, and Song Mi-yeon said in a deep voice, not leaving Kim Min-soo a half-faced because of Lee Eun-gyu.

“…Writer Kavin, the script has not been in place for a long time, the shooting task is almost stopped, and then—”

As the corner of his mouth twitched, Jin Minshuo immediately changed his mind, striving to use the most refined sentences and words to summarize the chaos of all living beings in the crew.

"Then, the staff below rebelled, and some people above cooperated to cause trouble. In short, the scene was no longer controlled, right?"

Raising his hand and rubbing his chin, Song Meiyan's plain voice even had a smile hidden, calmly, rather than asking, it was a statement, which had already drawn the general outline of the whole thing.

"...You are right, they are all right." Jin Minshuo was a little breathless and weak. In this way, what NPC asked him to do was completely useless. Without him reporting, Song Meiyan guessed and confirmed it one by one.

"What's the specific?" As if seeing Kim Minshuo's depression, Song Mei-yeon smiled and asked, "Although I guessed the general story, I still need Minshuo to explain the specific situation."

It is not because she is in a high position and is extremely imposing and difficult to get close to. On the contrary, Song Mi-yeon's impression of Kim Min-shuo is exactly the kindness and warmth that is like the spring breeze blowing on her face. It should be said that this is the ultimate achievement of the art of controlling the superiors?

"The matter of Li Youzhen's writer Kawen has been resolved." After touching his nose, he said a little more: "With my help."

"Ah," raised his eyebrows, and Song Mi-yeon and Lee Eun-kyuk exchanged glances: "Then you are great!"

"Where is it, I just happened to encounter this bottleneck when I was writing songs myself." Kim Minshuo pursed his lips and explained: "Director Shin's side--"

"As far as I know, except for shooting, Shin Yuanhao does not have any talent for political activities, otherwise he would not have been excluded from leaving KBS and coming to tvNL." He pointed his face and thought for a while, and Song Mi-yeon looked at Kim Min-soo: "Is there anyone behind him who is giving advice?"

"Maybe." He lowered his head and made a secret grimace. Kim Minshuo didn't think it would be beneficial to give Cheng Dongli up at this time and let him show his face in front of Song Mi-yeon.

"Writer Kavin stayed in the studio, and the director couldn't help but convince the crowd. The crew spread from top to bottom, and then started to backfire from bottom to top..." As he lit the table, he made a tick and knocked sound, Song Meiyan looked calm and thought and deduced.

"Can it be the producer's problem?" Lee Yin-kyo, who was standing aside, couldn't help but interrupt.

"Of course there is something wrong with the producer." Song Mei-yeon didn't look up, but just answered her calmly: "Otherwise, do you think people who don't have enough weight secretly express support and help, what courage do those filming teams that rely on the breath of TV stations and directors dare to rebel?"

"I'm just thinking, who will be behind him?" Song Mei-yeon frowned: "Look at which senior executives of our TVN would rather destroy "Please Answer" as a big production case that is a key even in the entire group, and they will cause trouble, and they will be shamed and lose their 10th anniversary commemoration?"

"Minsuo, I'll give you a task." Song Mi-yeon greeted him. Perhaps because Kim Minsuo is Lee Eun-gyu's team, she is so casual and doesn't worry about leaking secrets at all.

It shows in disguise that Lee Eun-kyu is so favored and trusted by her.

"Madam, please say that Minshuo must go through fire and water, and he will never refuse." Kim Minshuo answered seriously.

"It's not that serious!" She waved her hand with a smile, and Song Meiyan ordered: "But, in my position, it's a little taller, but it's a little colder."

As she said this, she got up from her seat, walked to the window, and looked at the view downstairs outside the window, with a deep look.

"Every move, there are countless pairs of eyes staring at me. If you want to do something, you are always restricted. I can only ask you for it."

Without Kim Minshuo agreeing, Lee Eun-gyu rushed to say, "Madam, just say it, Minshuo is absolutely trustworthy."

"You are in the crew, help me watch the producer's movements and find out the person behind him." Song Meiyan raised her eyebrows: "This time, I'm going to kill the chicken to warn the monkey."

But she didn't know that this seemed like a difficult job, but it hit Kim Minshuo's thoughts.

Isn’t the task assigned by NPC just to help solve the trouble of the whole thing?

"Don't worry, I will definitely find out the person behind the scenes!" Jin Minshuo nodded fiercely and took on this very difficult task.

"Eingui, you--" turned to look at Lee Eingui, and Song Mi-yeon was about to speak.

"You still need to say it, Madam?" said coquettishly, and Lee Yin-kyu said: "President Yang, Alan, and I, will take action."

"Then, please, please?" Nodded understandingly, Song Meiyan ended the topic with a smile.

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“Represents nim…”

Hesitating, Kim Minshuo followed Lee Yin-gyu heavily and called out.

"What's wrong? Are you so worried?" Seeing his solemn expression, Lee Yin-kyuk couldn't help but smile and comfort him: "Don't worry, those people's attention will only be attracted by the small movements made by President Yang and me. I won't pay attention to you, a minion who is not enough to be on the stage."

"It's not about this," he couldn't help but look back and looked around for a moment. Kim Min-soo tilted his head worriedly, very puzzled.

"What's that?" Lee Eun-kyu was also furious by his weird appearance of pretending to be awesome.

"That's right," Kim Min-soo said hesitantly: "Secretary Hong, is she interested in me?"

"What did you say? Oh!" He couldn't help but sneer, and Lee Yin-kyo threatened to raise his hand.

"That's right," swallowed, and Kim Minshuo said snorted: "When we first met and shook hands, she seemed to scratch my palm with her nails?"

He hesitated, even Kim Minshuo himself found it quite ridiculous.

"Tick your palm? Oh!" He jumped up and slapped Kim Min-soo hard on the back of the head. Lee Yin-gyu scolded, "Are you already tired of us Sun-gyu? You started thinking about other women so soon?"

"Where did I have it!" I didn't dare to answer this casually. Jin Minshuo immediately became anxious and retorted: "Then her actions are indeed misunderstood."

"Do you know how valuable the wife's personal secretary is?" Lee Yin-kyo asked him with a sneer: "Do you know how many suitors Secretary Hong has? Can you take pictures of Gyeongbok Palace from Kwanghwa Gate? Do you know that in the current CJ Group, she is basically a close minister below one person and above millions of people?"

"A person like this is beautiful and talented. The key is that he is not short of money, nor is he short of men. She is crazy about a man like you?"

Lee Eun-kyu's words were naked and unconcealed disdain.

"I'm angry, your sister is just crazy about being like a man like me?" Jin Minshuo said jokingly.

"Oh, a little brat..." He pretended to slap him, and waited for Kim Minshuo to dodge, and Lee Yin-gyu put down his hand: "Anyway, don't be too sentimental. It's all an illusion, it doesn't exist."

Kim Minshuo glanced at his mouth without making any sound.

"What are you going to do when the wife told me?" Lee Yin-kyo asked about the serious matter.

"Of course, we should follow the steps and start with the clues you can see and touch." Jin Minshuo replied casually: "Anyway, the most imminent crisis is to be resolved. Let's stare at our producer nim who is jumping up and down for the time being."

"You should have heard what I just said, right?" Lee Yingui glanced at him sideways, raised his hand and pointed: "Speak when necessary, and we all will help."

"That's natural." Kim Minshuo turned disrespectful and shrugged his shoulders and smiled.

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The vision upstairs was very good, and she pulled the blinds and never saw him again until she watched Lee Yin-gyu's car drive through the corner.

A ray of eyes passed through was blocked, and the office immediately became depressed.

"Since I have decided to stay, I have to do my best to repay the group. Now I'm here to make trouble..."
Chapter completed!