Eat the mountains and eat the mountains and the sea. As a common saying passed down from China, which has a long history of food culture, this sentence is not necessarily accurate in the country of New Zealand.

Who would have thought that as the highest peak in New Zealand, Lake Tikapo, formed after the pure iceberg snow water melted, actually nurtured salmon that should have been given to the sea.

Salmon sashimi is undoubtedly the most simple but original way to eat it. The carefully placed sashimi is shining with a fresh luster. It is coated with freshly ground wasabi, dipped in a little soy sauce, and put it directly into your mouth. It is cool, sweet, fresh and tender and melts in your mouth. Its plumpness is not inferior to the belly part of the fish.

Freshly smoked salmon is made into a salad, served with coriander, basil, and a little chili and watercress, another unspeakable delicacy.

Seeing Taeyeon sitting cross-legged on the sofa, she not only shared the food in front of her with Su Ying, but also licked her fingers with sauce with unsatisfactory pleasure, and her bare feet were also happily twitching left and right. Kim Minshu's eyes twitched, and she felt that she had lost her appetite for a moment, and even the delicious things were hard to swallow.

Don't look at it...

"What did you two do just now?" Finally reluctantly gave up his fingers, Taeyeon remembered her original intention of coming to the door: "I have come to see you several times."

"I'm going out to inspect the venue, sister! Didn't you forget that you still have to write the script of MV?" Jin Minshuo said crazy.

"Yes, Sister Taeyeon," Look at So Young, a guy who rebelled against the revolution. He just accused Kim Minshu of treating Taeyeon with over-the-route, and now he calls his sister openly: "Minshu and I drove to the North Shore Beach to see if there can be used to shoot MVs there."

"Is there any problem? I chose the North Shore Beach?" Taeyeon was excited when she heard this. You should know that all the previous ideas about MV shooting were Kim Minshuo as she asked.

"Did you find this place online?" Jin Minshuo glanced at her, and with confidence stopped looking, lowered his head and swept the last bit of food on the plate: "It's a pity, but I'm afraid we can't choose there."

"Eh? Why?" Taeyeon's smile suddenly collapsed after being disappointed.

"There are too many people." Kim Minshuo put down his chopsticks helplessly and spread his hands: "That is one of the most famous attractions in Auckland. Do you know how much passenger traffic is every day? Only when the management department is crazy will he agree to your request to close the scene and shoot the MV."

"What should I do?" Taeyeon didn't know much about the specific operation, but knew that it might be difficult for her to fulfill her long-cherished wish at the prestigious North Shore Beach.

"It's not that there is no alternative." He wiped his mouth slowly. Kim Minshuo ignored Taeyeon's anxious urging gaze and smiled faintly: "Although the North Shore Beach is good, it has lost too much natural scenery over the years due to overdevelopment. Taeyeon, the reason why you know is that you follow the crowd and just praise this attraction with a reputation, just like the Nanshan Tower. After all, there is no background or ornamental value."

"Is Nanshan Tower very high okay?" Taeyeon retorted.

"When we came back, we walked along the coastline and asked the local boss," Kim Minshuo said: "When we left Auckland city and walked northeast, there were a few small beaches that were not yet developed, but were not prohibited from opening to the public. Generally, only locals go back to play there, which is equivalent to a piece of private land under the tourism economy."

"What do you mean?" Taeyeon's eyes lit up for a moment.

"I see the scenery there is better than the North Bank." Kim Minshuo then expressed his intention: "Anyway, the note requesting filming assistance before coming has been sent to the municipal government. They should be happy to use your reputation to promote a wave of local tourism resources. Since that's the case, change the location there."

"The scenery is really good? It's better than the North Bank?" Taeyeon didn't dare to believe Kim Minshuo's description. She looked at So Young naturally with some doubts and expectations.

"I'll testify!" The girl raised her hand quickly and said, "Minsuo is right. Although she didn't check it out in detail, the small beaches each have their own characteristics."

"Oh, how can you not call me such a thing?" He was so anxious that he scratched his head. Before coming, Taeyeon defined this trip to New Zealand as a relaxed trip, but was very angry at Kim Minshuo's bad behavior of leaving himself out: "It's so unrighteous to you both."

"Don't you want to rest? It took eleven hours to fly." Jin Minshuo rolled his eyes speechlessly, patiently comforting Taeyeon's sudden temper: "Besides, even if I'm willing to take you, do you think Director Kim will agree?"

"How do you know if you don't try it?" Taeyeon herself was confident: "I've slept enough on the plane, but you don't know."

In an instant, I felt a strange gaze behind me, and cold sweat oozed out of Jin Minshuo's forehead.

Su Ying, listen to my explanation...

"Okay, stop making trouble. Anyway, I'll get the script tonight. If it goes well, it will be possible to start filming tomorrow. You can play it no matter how you want to play it on the spot. "Don't let Taeyeon talk nonsense anymore, otherwise she wouldn't know what shocking words would be said. Kim Min-shuo decisively intercepted the conversation and persuaded him kindly: "Now, let's go back to your own room first. What kind of decorum a girl is left with me!"

What he said was too much to say. Su Ying twitched the corner of her mouth in disgust.

Pretend! Keep pretending!

"The script? You're just starting to write it now?" Taeyeon was curious because of Kim Minshu's missed words, and she stayed on the ground and refused to get up: "I thought you had completed it in China. Can it be too late?"

Although it was a question, she looked at her relaxed and comfortable appearance and obviously did not take this issue seriously, so she gave it to Kim Minshuo.

"I've been out for a walk and I've already got inspiration. If I start writing now, I'll probably be able to finish it soon." Jin Minshuo nodded and said, "So you're still--"

Go back quickly and don't bother me here. Taeyeon was interrupted excitedly before he could say the words behind him.

"I'll help you with the staff? The script." She blinked, and a faint uneasy feeling flashed in her eyes.

"Do you understand?" Jin Minshuo couldn't help but breathe a little.

"After all I have debuted for so many years, I have double digits of MVs I have photographed. I have never eaten pork and haven't seen pigs running?" Kim Taeyeon photographed the coffee table with dissatisfaction, sat upright, clearing her throat, and showing her posture very well: "I think I am completely necessary and qualified to personally participate in the filming of the MV of my personal album title song. Producer Kim, do you have any opinions?"

"...It's up to you." He hung his neck weakly, and his mouth that reached his chest made a mournful cry.

What a tragic thought...

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"Bar maid waiter? Always bullied by the boss? Why do you always feel like you are alluding to the company..."

“…Don’t think too much.”

"I can't bear it anymore and the boss stole his convertible sports car? I like this plot!"

"I'm sure I can't rent a very high-end convertible sports car here. You're mentally prepared."

"That's great, my Mercedes-Benz and Porsche are just coupes."

To be a staff officer, in fact, in a sense it is just a mess. Kim Minshuo is responsible for presenting the inspiration that flashes through his mind with more intuitive words to present specific pictures, while Taeyeon is responsible for finding faults and asking every place she is interested in.

"Follow the coastline road to the beach? Find another me there?" She pursed her lips and nodded thoughtfully, "This plot looks great."

"It just happens to be combined with the meaning of breaking out of the cocoon and becoming a butterfly in the lyrics, indicating that you have found your true self." Jin Minshuo was hanging on the sofa with weak energy, his voice a little hoarse.

So Young handed a glass of water with great insight, and Kim Minshuo took it and couldn't help but throw a resentful look to her.

So sensible, what have you done long ago?

"Not bad." After reading the script that Kim Minshuo hastily slapped, Taeyeon concealed the satisfaction in his eyes, but insisted on refusing to admit it stubbornly: "Please force it."

...Would you really not betray your fault if my elder sister said this?

"I will modify it again and then send it to the director, so he can arrange tomorrow's schedule." Jin Minshuo is very self-aware. He only has the advantage of being the creator of the original song and can imagine the most appropriate plot to interpret the emotions and connotations of the song. Such ordinary plots, if anyone who has been poisoned by domestic dramas for many years, would have no problem thinking about it in a hundred or ten minutes.

She stood up with unsatisfactory feelings. When Taeyeon thought of coming, scripts, writers, and filming, these words that were too far from her singing, should be mysterious and high-end.

Anyone who witnessed Kim Minshuo smearing a very complete script outline with a good quality napkin in half an hour?

The so-called modification is nothing more than repairing the edges and corners, polishing the text, and finding a serious note paper to copy it.

She gave the napkin to the director without any doubt, and she would have to die here tonight.

"Then I'm going back." After slapping her butt, Taeyeon was still a little reluctant. She stayed with Kim Minshuo. Being scolded by him was better than staying alone in a lonely suite. She was a little doubtful if she had Stockholm syndrome and would have such strange emotions.

"Su Ying, go and send her back. You must watch her go to bed and come back with your own eyes." Jin Minshuo said without raising his head.

"Okay Minshuo." So Young said seriously and invited Taeyeon: "Sister Taeyeon, let's go."

"Hey..." Taeyeon curled her lips and let out a disdainful hum, and pulled her slippers and walked out of Kim Minshuo's room.

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"Is this the script you wrote?" Kim Min-kyung carefully reviewed the thin piece of paper in his hand, and felt that the short words were as heavy as a daughter.

I couldn't help but look up at Kim Minshuo, who was dozing off on the sofa opposite me. Her eyes changed, and I didn't know what to say.

When he first learned that Kim Minshuo wanted to take charge of writing an MV script, Kim Min-kyung was very disdainful.

In his opinion, this kid obviously tasted the sweetness and was spoiled by Lee Yingui. He couldn't figure out his identity, just like calling the wind and rain to make a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace.

With a responsible attitude towards Taeyeon, she looked for her immediate boss several times, and even ran into Li Xiuman beyond the rules.

After all, President Jin has compromised and cooperated with SW, so it is useless to find him. Only this director can take back his life.

It’s just a producer. The identity is given by people. You can get it back if you can give it. Even if it is restricted, it is better than being messed up by him.

Unexpectedly, after listening to his statement, the director just thought deeply and gave instructions without considering it. Everything was based on Kim Minshuo's request.

Although he is unwilling to accept his feelings, the limit that Kim Min-kyung can do when using money to do things is to be more careful on this basis.

So, Kim Minshuo said he wanted to shoot in New Zealand, so everyone gathered all their hands to fly here. He said that he could not use SM's official director, so he pinched his nose and endured Yang Yixing and inserted his own people. He said that the script had not been written yet, and he really set up a drafting team to prepare for a big show without more preparation.

Seeing that he was going to be fooled, Kim Min-kyung had already contacted the company and secretly deducted a script. Once Kim Min-soo messed up, she would not have to worry too much and could take over it all immediately.

But who would have thought that Kim Minshuo was done?!

The script, how can this be called a script? Kim Min-kyung was so angry that he was itchy, but he couldn't refuse to admit that this is really a script.

Even if it is simple and written in a concise way, it can make people understand what it wants to express, let the director understand how to shoot, and let the actor understand how to perform, it is just a piece of shit, and you have to pinch your nose and recognize it as the script.

"I know, before the script is delivered to the director, you need Director Kim to go through it." Kim Minshuo was not aware of the battle between heaven and man in Kim Min-kyung's heart for a short moment, and he smiled with a reserved smile: "Sister Yin Kee told me that the first thing you need to consider is the image of an artist."

"The script is very good." Kim Min-kyung nodded hesitantly, "There is no point that affects the image."

"That's good. I'm also worried that I'll do something inappropriate." Kim Minshuo smiled and said, "I'll ask, what's the budget your company has arranged?"

With a thought, Kim Min-kyung left a thoughtful look and said, "Director Kim Longde allocated a budget of 300 million won."

In fact, it's 500 million won, but who knows why she has reduced it.

"Enough." But this is not a problem for Kim Minshuo: "I have already negotiated with the boss that bar. The rent can be discussed. Just let his store sign be revealed. After all, in recent years, Korean pop culture has a very market for tourists coming to New Zealand. I believe that with the pre-issue note and the endorsement of the Korean Consulate, it should not be a problem to convince the city government. There is nothing else to worry about. It depends on how Director Kang displays his talent."

"...You have already said everything you want to say, I don't know what to say." Kim Min-kyung said with a wry smile.

"Since that's the case, I won't disturb you." Jin Minshuo stood up and said, "Please arrange these things well. After all, I'm not a professional, and the specific operation is still far from it."
Chapter completed!