Kim Jong-ming symbolically drank two drinks with the three seniors, then took the initiative to say goodbye, and the three girls followed them out together.

"If you follow me, there will be some bad rumors tomorrow morning." Before we arrived at the corridor outside, Kim Jong-ming couldn't help but turn around and urged him. "If you have something to do, just say it, and if you have nothing to do, go back to your house..."

"Then I'll go home first." Yoona reacted first, and she was indeed the least concerned. "I was afraid that you would drink too much from Oppa, but now it should be fine..."

"That's really thank you for your concern." Jin Zhongming nodded perfunctorily.

At that moment, Yoona ignored him and actually pulled away.

"I……"

Eun-jing was indeed trying to say something, but seeing that Yoona and Kim Jong-ming were so straightforward, she didn't know how to speak. Besides, she and Kang Min-kyung were colleagues in the same company all the time, and they were familiar with each other, so she had long seen that this person should indeed have something important to talk to Kim Jong-ming alone, which would make it even worse to waste time here.

"Don't care about what happened before." However, as Yoona's back disappeared into the dim nightclub corridor, Kim Jong-ming turned to Eun-jing and looked serious. "The only one who felt pressure in the scene just now was Jingjing, but the entire crew brought a lot of pressure. I can't ignore everyone's feelings for you alone... I have to act indifferently in front of everyone to make more people feel at ease."

Eun-jing was a little confused: "Are you still acting before?"

"I told you before that without a camera, it may not be an act, and having a camera may not be an act." Kim Jong-ming smiled slightly. "The key is whether it is good intentions or malicious, or whether it will affect others, and then whether it will affect good or bad influence."

This great truth is said, Enjing doesn’t know what to say, but overall, it’s still Wen Yanyoujia, and she feels much more at ease.

"Go back and have a good rest." Kim Jong-ming continued to instruct. "Don't think too much, it's just a show."

Now, Enjing finally gave up the idea of ​​saying something, nodded slightly, and then said goodbye and left.

So, further back, Kim Jong-ming naturally looked at Kang Min-kyung and waited for the other party to speak.

However, two minutes later, Miss Jiang just lowered her head but didn't speak. Jin Zhongming raised his eyebrows, turned around and left. Then, Miss Jiang, who had been lowering her head, actually followed her with her head down.

In this way, the two of them left the nightclub one after another. After passing the street, at the intersection, Kim Jong-ming stopped again and stared at each other, but the young lady lowered her head again and stopped talking... Kim Jong-ming was speechless and had to turn around and continue walking, while Miss Jiang continued to bow her head and follow her.

Finally, the two of them led the way and followed them, and actually wandered to the UB company building, and then went directly into Kim Jong-ming's office.

"Have you drunk?" Kim Jong-ming asked angrily while fiddling with the coffee machine with one hand. "Do you want some espresso to refresh yourself?"

"I didn't drink much." Jiang Min-kyung finally spoke carefully, but he completely lost the feeling of a lady like a daily calendar. "It doesn't matter."

Jin Zhongming nodded without comment, then brought two cups of espresso on one hand on a tray, handed them a cup, and also brought one himself... It was indeed inconvenient to be wrapped in one hand into rice dumplings.

"This thing can't actually relieve alcohol." Kim Jong-ming said helplessly while drinking coffee. "It just makes you think you are sober and then dare to speak. For example, if my left hand is still unconscious, it means that alcohol is still working..."

"Yeah?"

"Yes, so let's talk as soon as possible. I'll deal with it as soon as possible. Don't waste my time. Now we are the two of us on the whole floor. Are you still afraid of being heard?" As he said that, Kim Jong-ming put the coffee he had taken a sip on his desk and took off his coat... Then he noticed that the other party was a little frightened immediately, but he just covered it up very well and lowered his head immediately.

"What the hell is going on?" Jin Zhongming became completely angry. "If I went home just now, would you have to go to my house with me? Why are you still nervous when you come to my office to take off your coat now?!"

"I'm sorry...representative." Jiang Min-kyung finally cheered up a little. "I'm really a little nervous because I don't know how to speak to you..."

"You can't lose your price when you call me," Jin Zhongming waved his Zongzi hand helplessly. "Forget it, it's really troublesome to do this, otherwise you, a lady who is not asking for help wouldn't be so humble."

“…”

"Since I can't hide, why not agree quickly." Kim Jong-ming continued to urge. "There is still a show tomorrow, and I'm still going to go home and have a good rest!"

"That's it." Jiang Min-kyung responded with difficulty, but tears rolled down as soon as he opened his mouth. "Actually, I came here today to ask Oppa, you can save my father..."

"Tsk tsk, what an old trick." Jin Zhongming couldn't help but gasp. "Looking at your reaction just now, aren't you still having a trick of selling yourself to save your father?"

"That's probably what my dad meant." Jiang Min-kyung cried even harder. "That's why I asked me to come to you again in the evening. I went to the set to make a guest appearance today for this..."

Kim Jong-ming couldn't help but squeezing his nose again.

"Oppa, don't do this, you're quite scary when you sniff." Kang Min-kyung could still notice this detail.

"I'm not taking drugs," Kim Jong-ming explained helplessly. "This is a normal physiological reaction that the wind blows after drinking a few glasses of wine! Just say it's okay, hurry up!"

"That's right, my dad..."

"Did your father accidentally lose all his money when he took the money from the church to invest? Then the church's people can only come in and not go out to see the money, and ask him to pay for it? Or they are just trapped, but the date for the public audit of the church or the tax payment of charity funds is coming soon, and they can't hide it from the church, so you have to take the lead?"

"There are some of them, I don't know much about it, but I think it must be like this." Jiang Min-kyung responded with his head down. Of course, she knew the matter of her father borrowing her grandfather's name as a broker. The people in front of him knew the details and naturally had nothing to do. I'm afraid they still have business dealings. "Now, it's mainly because the church is urging me in a hurry. Then my father really can't afford the money. Then the church people said that if they don't collect all the money in a short time, they will go to court to sue my father... Oppa You also know that he was shameful at the beginning of doing that kind of thing, and he had to take responsibility for taking people's money. People in the church will definitely not care about his life or death, so he really has no choice..."

"So you asked me to come and have a loan?" There were only two people in the office, and Kim Jong-ming was too lazy to be polite to speak. "Is this what a father should do?"

Jiang Minjing wanted to speak but stopped.

"Say whatever you want!"

"Actually, before coming, my dad told me... that you are actually a very conscientious person, and that money is a big number for us. For you, it is just a little money earned by a movie. So as long as you have a good attitude, you may not accept... what kind of meat interest you accept."

"He..." Jin Zhongming opened his mouth and said half a syllable, but closed his mouth again. To be honest, he really didn't know how to complain about the other party. Should he thank Miss Jiang for her father for trusting his character, or should he scold him and say that he was so good at making a big fuss?

In short, he is really an accountant! But how does such a delicate person lose money? He should have earned a lot of money on weekdays, right? It's just a movie...

"Wait!" Kim Jong-ming suddenly reacted again. "What money do I make in a movie? How much is that? Is it quite a lot?"

"Probably there are quite a lot?" Jiang Min-kyung replied carefully while wiping her tears. "If the numbers are really small, my father wouldn't have been forced to do this."

"That's true." Kim Jong-ming sneered directly. "Not to mention the phenomenal movies like "The Two-Faced King", in the current market, a similar movie will add up the profits from theaters and productions, and it will count as large as 10 billion won. It's really a lot, right?"

"My father didn't tell me the specific numbers." Jiang Min-kyung saw that the other party's expression was obviously bad, so he became cautious again. "He said that as long as you agree, that number is meaningless. Anyway, he will definitely come over to explain the situation directly, and he will ensure that it will be filled in soon..."

"Ask a question." Kim Jong-ming sniffed again, then scared the other party again. "Didn't your mother ask your grandfather for help?"

"I don't know." Jiang Min-kyung looked confused. "Maybe the number is too big, and dad dares to go find my grandfather..."

"Why don't you dare?" Jin Zhongming asked seriously, but the serious face felt a bit funny no matter how you look behind her. This expression, coupled with the sharp visual effect, made Miss Jiang think of the extra performance tonight that scared her so much that she almost dared to come over.

"Maybe I'm afraid my grandfather scolded him?" Jiang Min-kyung took a breath again, and then explained with difficulty. "Han Jin has become more and more difficult recently. My grandfather is not in good health recently. Maybe he is worried about his health? Another thing is that my uncle's family is getting more and more comfortable with our family..."

"I understand." Jin Zhongming nodded like a 'sudden enlightenment'. "The so-called wealthy family has a lot of right and wrong. The old man is in poor health. The son who wants to inherit the family business is wary of his married sister. Therefore, your father is afraid of causing trouble for your mother. If you leave an excuse for debt from your brother-in-law, it is even more amazing. Maybe someone will take advantage of the problem."

"It should be like this." Miss Jiang nodded repeatedly.

"Anyway, he dared not look for his father-in-law and brother-in-law, but he dared to ask his daughter to find me, an outsider, and he would still be fine, right?" Jin Zhongming suddenly tilted his head and frowned and stared at the other party. "Is he crazy?!"

"He didn't say you might not..."

When Kang Min-kyung was halfway through this, she shuddered because the young lady suddenly realized from the other party's strange gaze that, judging from Kim Jong-ming's usual character, she doesn't have to pay for her flesh, but what if she really wants it?

The lonely man and widowed woman at night, not only with the pear blossoms and rain, I'm afraid she's still in full blood? You know, this person in front of me seems to have been following the crew in Busan for the past few days, and his real girlfriend's return is unexpectedly popular again. The two sides probably haven't met for a long time, right? And the other party seems to have drunk wine tonight! He still has blood!

More importantly, this was delivered to the door by myself and I also said that kind of thing! If the person in front of me really couldn't control himself, then what could he do? He could really count on the other party's character and ethics? And this was the result of the other party bringing him to the office with kindness at the beginning. If he really went to his house and both parties sat together on the sofa, he might not have time to think about these things at this time, right?

Could it be that my own father really wanted to sell himself from the beginning?!

"Hmph! Hahahaha..." Looking at the other party's reaction, Kim Jong-ming suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly, tears of laughter came out, and he almost broke his anger.

With the unrestrained laughter that resounded throughout the office, Miss Jiang couldn't help but wipe her tears again. She really didn't know what to do now. She couldn't even believe her own father. Who else could she trust?

"Call, call me in front of me!" After laughing, Kim Jong-ming took several breaths to recover. "Don't call your dad, just call your mom, ask me if my good aunt knows this... Ask her if her husband owes a mere 10 billion won, she will force her daughter to give someone a 'meat loan'? Then ask her to ask her good husband, do you know that Kim Jong-ming has a real girlfriend, do you know that if it's a meat loan, your daughter will be given a waste of money?!"

Miss Jiang shivered again.

"Then I will continue to ask you, my mother." Kim Jong-ming couldn't help but sniff again. "For 10 billion won, her husband who is a broker, her daughter who is a celebrity artist, and herself, can't get it together? If it really doesn't work, it must have a mortgage loan from the house, right? If it doesn't work, why can't her daughter ask the second shareholder of Han Jin Shipping, who has always loved her granddaughter the most? As that person, he can directly borrow 100 billion to go to the bank to borrow 100 billion? If those banks don't want to give this money, come to our mobile bank. As long as the old man signs his name, I will make the decision and give it to him on the same day!"

"Really?" Miss Jiang couldn't help swallowing. "My grandfather can borrow 100 billion from your bank with the signature..."

"Is this a question of whether it is true or not?" Jin Zhongming smashed the table suddenly and turned out to be erotic. "You ask your parents what they have for me. They keep trying to send their daughter to my bed? Do you also have a camera and a recorder on them?!"

Kang Min-kyung's face turned pale and his mind was blank.

After a few seconds, as the other party's eyes reached, Jin Zhongming noticed his left hand that was beginning to drip blood... as if he had used too much force just now.

"That's what." Kim Jong-ming relaxed his tone while trying to 'repair' his left hand. "I was really angry just now. Judging from your performance and IQ, even if you have a camera and a recorder, they will definitely not dare to tell you... But in short, you have to take out my phone and call me in person. I want to chat with your father, your mother, and your grandfather!"

Miss Jiang was trembling and looked at the white and red gauze while honestly taking out her cell phone from her bag.

By the way, just as the lonely man and widowed woman gradually entered the country, and it was both flesh and blood, Huang Zhengmin and the other two were actually having a good chat in the high-end nightclub not far from here.

"This is the first time I have enjoyed the treatment of a nightclub. "Wu Dazhu, who was already a little drunk, looked at the arrangements around him with a smile. "There are only three of us, the boss of this nightclub is still so proud of his face, and he has left someone to serve us..."

"How come we are giving us three face?" Liu Haizhen also smiled. "This is someone who gives Zhong Ming face. He just came back from Busan and said hello. The whole store was vacant and used as a set for us all day... I heard that this store also has President Li Xiuman?"

"Oh." Huang Zhengmin nodded. "Cheng Wan mentioned it casually to me, it seemed to be President Lee Soo-man's store. It is said that he saw President YG Yang Hyun-shuo's nightclub two years ago, so he couldn't help but run one."

"What does Lee Soo-man and Yang Hyun-soo have nothing to do with us?" Wu Da-soo was able to see it. "It's just to admit love and remember it's the favor represented by Kim Jong-ming!"

"Oh!" Liu Haizhen suddenly sighed when he heard this.

"Stop sighing." Wu Dashu couldn't help laughing. "As soon as you heard the three words Kim Jong-ming in one night, you sighed dozens of times."

"Isn't this forced?" Liu Haizhen had no choice. "Brother Dashu, you and Jungmin, performed well in Busan, which made me very stressed. I didn't expect that Zhong Ming is only three of us here. Let me tell the truth. If I hadn't known Zhong Ming's character for a long time, I would have thought that he had shot it today after taking medicine. That kind of strength is too... I just had so many rival scenes with him!"

"It's better to say less of this." Wu Dashu quickly advised. "Even if the three of us are, we should say less of this kind. With Kim Jong-ming's current identity, as long as this kind of drug use is leaked, there will definitely be a storm. Maybe the trouble caused by this sentence is not as good as the whole movie!"

"Yes." Huang Zhengmin nodded affirmatively. "Didn't he say he only participated in the award review once? Even if this movie is based on the gains of "The Two-Faced King", it is nothing more than a movie actor who can earn a few billion yuan. The benefit is that we are as big as a god. There is no need to be a big trouble for him to take drugs!"

"You underestimate Zhong Ming too much." Liu Haizhen was also a little drunk. He was so low-key that he seemed to speak without any scruples at this time. "I knew him much earlier, and some things are much more than you know... When I first took on the show and read comics, I thought he should have been mentally prepared. After watching his reaction in this scene today, I can basically be sure that he is inseparable. People don't care about this negative rumors!"

Huang Zhengmin and Wu Dazhu looked at each other, and they were both a little bit doubtful.

"You just think about it." Liu Haizhen explained weakly. "When filming "Uncle", Zhong Ming actually had a history of overdose of pupil dilated pupils. During "Horror Live", there were rumors that he had suppressed the anger with two bottles of wine every day, and he did not deny it. So, as soon as this scene came out today, he must have a self-knowledge... He didn't know how good the scene was filmed? In this scene, he played an addict with drug addiction attacks. He didn't know? Since that's the case, how could he not understand that there would be such rumors?"

"That's right." Wu Dashu suddenly remembered a proof. "And when the idiot who flattered him today said that he seemed to have really taken poison, the table was stunned. The flatterer was also scared. Kim Jong-ming himself laughed out loud, and he was too lazy to be angry... Now that I think about it, I'm afraid I'd expect it."

"But what is this guy trying to do?" Huang Zhengmin suddenly took a sip of white wine. "So rich, so powerful, so young, don't enjoy it or show off his ambitions, why are you so desperately filming? I didn't think much about it in the play, but after filming, I saw the doctor bandage him, and saw the wound on his hand, from his fingertips to his wrist, and then soaked in hydrogen peroxide and then he screamed out directly. I thought it was also scared and sweated. To be honest, when it was my turn, I would definitely not fight so hard, he was so...he!"

"Maybe this movie is someone's ambition?" Wu Dashu responded with a smile. "He is so young, he can't choose a president, right? It's not right to go to a business war with sk or Samsung, right? It seems that the only thing he can do is to stay here to gain reputation. This kind of work with a strong social topic is naturally a good thing to accumulate reputation! If the box office is broken, it would be even more amazing... Speaking of which, most of the works that Kim Jong-ming famous are 19 bans? The box office of the 19 ban has broken the record two or three times. There is no such breakthrough in the overall box office, right?"

"It makes sense." Huang Zhengmin thought about it carefully, then immediately nodded in convincingly, and quickly filled the other party with a cup.

Actually, it makes sense, but anyway, it’s just three Korean men in their forties who drink together. As long as they are smooth and can only be justified, they will be justified.
To be continued...