In response to the criticism from the outside world, SBS did not hesitate at all and directly sold Park Sung-hoon.

According to SBS, the so-called charitable donation is just Park Sung-hoon's own decision and is not within SBS's plan.

All the consequences caused by this will be borne by Park Sung-hoon alone.

In order to calm the criticism from the outside world and shirk responsibility, Park Sung-hoon actually received the dismissal letter from SBS.

Poor Park Sung-hoon never expected that his kindness would end up causing such a result.

He joined SBS in 2001. He worked hard for ten years and finally managed to get a job as a responsible PDF. He was preparing to make great achievements, but he became a victim.

How could Park Sung-hoon accept such a result?

For this reason, he really made a big fuss and accused the shamelessness of the senior management.

Unfortunately, this society is not a place to reason at all.

The minister who misappropriated the funds has a high position and is not comparable to that of a small PDF.

Park Sung-hoon accused him everywhere, but no one decided for him.

Then he thought of the most critical witness, the CP that agreed to his approach.

But when he went to look for the CP, he was horrified to find that the senior had been transferred and had left his current job.

When he went through a lot of trouble to contact the CP, the other party didn't want to prove it for him at all.

The most important thing is that the CP said it very bluntly.

Even if he stands up, it will be useless and may lead to his loss of work.

At this point, Park Sung-hoon realized that he had no hope.

Ten years of hard work have been gone in vain, but in the most unjust way, which completely depressed Park Sung-hoon.

Thinking that his job was gone and his beloved program said goodbye, the decadent Park Sung-hoon was completely disappointed and chose to drink to relieve his sorrows.

Lu Hongzhe accompanied him, and the two of them drank and talked, saying a lot of heart-to-heart words. In the end, Park Sung-hoon became what he is now.

Seeing what happened, Shi Zhenqiu sighed and sat down depressedly.

He really sympathized with Park Sung-hoon's experience. But unfortunately, he was powerless to do anything like this.

After all, this is an internal matter of SBS. He is an outsider and is not qualified to participate.

Another thing is that although this kind of thing is very infuriating, no one can stop it.

There are not too many such messy things in the workplace. As a subordinate, when encountering this situation, there is really no place to seek justice.

Even if the incident happened in mysti89, if Shi Zhenqiu was the head minister, he would definitely take the blame for the people below.

The only difference is that he will give enough compensation so that the other party will not lose in vain.

Instead of doing so ruthlessly like SBS.

Park Sung-hoon seemed drunk but not drunk, but actually knew that Shi Zhenqiu was coming.

But he was so decadent that he didn't care as much about etiquette as he usually did.

He just lay on the table and said angry words in the smell of alcohol.

"Ashiba, puppies, how dare you do this?"

"Isn't everything I do for SBS? Why is this used to me?"

He cursed for more than half an hour. Shi Zhenqiu sat quietly aside and listened to him exclaiming anger.

No one responded, and it wasn't that great to curse.

Park Sung-hoon was so tired of scolding that he sat up with dissatisfaction and glared at Shi Zhenqiu angrily, feeling that this person was inhumane at all.

Can't you see other people's difficulties and sorrows?

Are you feeling a little sympathy?

Unfortunately, he still doesn't know much about Shi Zhenqiu.

Because Shi Zhenqiu has seen all the dirty things that are more than him.

If sympathy is useful, what else should power and money be used for?

So in Park Sung-hoon's dissatisfied gaze, Shi Zhenqiu just asked quietly: "Is there any turning point in things?"

Park Sung-hoon didn't speak, but just looked cloudy, which was enough to say everything.

Shi Zhenqiu asked again: "Then what can you change by making yourself look like this?"

Of course nothing can be changed.

Park Sung-hoon didn’t know, he was just unwilling to accept it.

Without giving him a chance to speak, Shi Zhenqiu continued: "Your life is yours, you have your family, you have to live for them. What's the use of you being so decadent now?"

When he said coldly, Park Sung-hoon was so excited that he was filled with excitement and he was drunk.

"I just don't want to give up. What's wrong with this world? Why are those bastards so reckless?"

Shi Zhenqiu was still calm.

"Then do you have any revenge? Or what benefits can you bring?"

Park Sung-hoon's paranoia came up and she roared angrily.

"Does people think about the benefits no matter what they do?"

Shi Zhenqiu spread his hands and smiled coldly.

"Don't think about the benefits, are you thinking about the bad luck? Or is your brain circuit different from others?"

Very sharp words made Park Sung-hoon speechless again.

Finally, Park Sung-hoon calmed down, and Shi Zhenqiu could continue.

"Now that things are like this, you should be glad that you are the person behind the scenes and are not as popular as artists. Although the losses are huge, the public will definitely forget you after a while. The media and journalists don't have much interest in keeping you hungry, giving you a chance to cheer up."

Park Sung-hoon stared at him, with tingling scars in his eyes, like a wounded beast.

"Can I still cheer up? Who will give me this opportunity?"

Shi Zhenqiu smiled and pointed at himself.

"I."

"you?"

Park Sung-hoon looked over for no reason.

"How do you help me?"

Shi Zhenqiu did not answer him directly, but asked back: "Then let's talk about it, what can you do?"

Park Sung-hoon poured a large cup of white water, relieved his hoarse throat, and then said depressedly: "What else can I do? I can't do anything other than doing a show."

Shi Zhenqiu smiled.

"That's it. What else can I do besides helping you in doing the show?"

Park Sung-hoon was shocked and suddenly showed a look of surprise.

"Are you planning to use your influence to get me back to SBS?"

Shi Zhenqiu slapped his forehead and found that this person was so powerful.

"Brother, wake up, I don't have that much face yet. In this case, it will affect SBS's decision-making. And if I don't do it well, I will even trap myself." BS is now eager to eliminate the bad influence, and is worried that no one will blame him.

If Shi Zhenqiu had come up rashly, with his influence, wouldn't he be the best iron-sucking stone?

He is not stupid, there is no need to trap himself in order to save Park Sung-hoon.

But when I heard that this was not the case, Park Sung-hoon became depressed again.

"Then why are you talking about this?"

This is the first time Shi Zhenqiu discovered that Park Sung-hoon actually had an elm-head.

"I said, can you relax your horizons? South Korea is so big, not only SBS can do programs."

Park Sung-hoon was dumbfounded and finally understood what Shi Zhenqiu meant.

"What, does Mr. Shi have any good places to arrange for me?"

At this point, he also understood that BS could not go back, unless he killed the troubled minister and allowed him to return to the king.

But unfortunately, he is just a little pd, he is a nonsense king.

Whether it is him or Shi Zhenqiu, it does not pose a threat to others.

More importantly, Shi Zhenqiu did not have that position and had a head-on conflict with a minister who had real power for him.

This is a helpless fact. After so many things, Park Sung-hoon can also look at it calmly.

Shi Zhenqiu was right. The most important thing in front of him now is not how to take revenge, but what to do with his future.

After being fired by SBS, he lost his job and his source of income.
To be continued...