Kim Jong-ming didn't think Kang Min-kyung would come to coax him again in this situation. In fact, after the scene that day, Jia Chao handed over the news... The other party said nothing. Miss Jiang's father lies and then cheated him. I don't know if it was retribution?

However, let’s not mention the matter there for the time being, Kim Jong-ming is a little embarrassed by the loan of 10 billion won.

How to say it? Of course, the dilemma is not referring to this number.

First of all, the numbers are indeed quite large, but for Kim Jong-ming, it is probably the normal profit of a movie with 4 million viewers. The kind that says more but not more but less is not too much, so it will not be worrying about it.

Secondly, it was just lent to the other party, not for free. Thinking about it, Jiang Min-kyung's family's foundation is still there no matter how you think about it, and he can make a comeback no matter how you think about it. Even if he takes a step back, his family is going to be willing to pay Kim Jong-ming doesn't care, because now Miss Jiang is a half-popular and not popular, and someone wants to shoot advertisements. If it really doesn't work, she will sign a 19-century body sale contract and sell it to herself for twenty years. She can also exploit it in a mess.

In fact, what really made Kim Jong-ming feel that the embarrassment was not the money itself, but the background of the family who wanted to borrow money from him. Everyone knows that this family is the daughter of the shareholder No. 2 of Hanjin Shipping, and Hanjin Shipping is the seventh largest shipping group in the world! More importantly, at this moment, this giant ship of the past has already been full of soreness. The so-called building will collapse and the giant ship will sink, which is about the scene in front of him. And this scene is not human power, at least it cannot be saved by Kim Jong-ming's small body.

In other words, Kim Jong-ming is not stingy, but he doesn't want to have any financial entanglements with this company at all! Let's talk about the extreme possibility. If the money is not used to pay off the debt after getting it, but is directly transferred to the bottomless pit by Miss Jiang's grandfather, and also publicizes him to the outside and inside that Kim Jong-ming has a fondness for Han Jin's industry, it will end... What should I do? If I don't talk about the actual consequences, I can't escape it, right?!

Of course, I have to say it again. This "possibility" is just a kind of imagination that Kim Jong-ming maliciously speculates people's hearts. The probability itself is extremely low, so low that it can be ignored. Now they are just borrowing money from themselves in their private capacity. Just talking about borrowing money, not to mention Kang Min-kyung cried in front of him all night yesterday, and then this morning, it looked quite sincere... In fact, there is another relationship that Kim Jong-ming cannot ignore, that is the friendship between the elders of the two families! So let another "possibility" be mentioned. If the family really can't get together with him, then in a hurry, go to his Kim Jong-ming's mother to plead with him. Where can you put Ms. Kwon Jin-soo's face in her interpersonal circle? Compared with the face of her own mother, what about being sexy?

Of course, after thinking about this, Jin Zhongming couldn't help but feel a little slack, because he reacted huh, his own mother was a formal employee of Han Jin! Although it was the headquarters of the group, although it was the Zhao family who gave face to serve a false position, although... no matter what, if someone really wanted to make him look sexy, he wouldn't have to start with Jiang Min-kyung, a young lady who only knew how to cry, right?

As soon as he thought of this, Jin Zhongming suddenly realized it. It seemed that he was too devoted to acting and was dizzy.

"Okay." It's midday, Kim Jong-ming, who just took advantage of removing his makeup to figure out what was going on, couldn't help but squeezing his nose. "I've been crying all morning, don't you cry for money? Is it okay if you are like this, others will gossip?"

By the way, in the office, there were not only Kang Min-kyung who was sitting there and waiting for Kim Jong-ming to make a sound, but also several people like yard workers and makeup artists who were still packing things. The crew members who were about to go to the cafeteria downstairs for lunch were not changed when they heard this, and they were still busy, and they didn't gossip like someone said... Uh, even if they were gossiping, they couldn't gossip in front of others in their office?

"I...I don't mean that." In fact, Miss Jiang had stopped crying a long time ago, and she didn't even show up on the crew this morning. She just waited for news in the practice room downstairs of davichi. It was not until the filming of the scene was finished and was called up by Kim Jong-ming... But no matter what, as soon as she sat down, she was shouted at by the other party in front of so many people, and she immediately became crying.

"What and what... I can't even explain it." Jin Zhongming stood up and spoke helplessly. "Come with me, I just asked someone to verify the news, but I didn't say I wouldn't help. If I didn't help, my mother wouldn't let me go..."

Jiang Min-kyung immediately burst into tears and laughed. After all, the feeling of waiting and worrying this morning was too painful. No matter how dissatisfied with her family's previous actions, she would not really sit idly by and watch her father be sued in court. Because if she really went through the court and went on like this on the charge of embezzling public funds or fraud, even if the matter could be settled later, the whole family would lose face. Not to mention, she herself is also a public figure and would be implicated by this matter... Her family is like this, so she must be more careful in her future.

In this way, Jin Zhongming, who had come back, comforted the other party a little, and then took the young lady out of the office directly, preparing to go to the next door to find Liu Qingxuan, his financial manager, to quickly get this mess.

However, as soon as I left, the phone on the desk behind me suddenly rang.

Jin Zhongming frowned slightly. You know, now that mobile phones and social networks coexist, few people use this kind of phone number. On weekdays, they just contact the company internally. Because they have to use the office as the shooting site these days, he had already sent a notice to the people in the company, and just tell Zhang Minya, Su Xiaoya, Liu Qingxuan if you have any questions... In fact, I didn’t see anyone calling over the phone after filming the scene for the whole morning.

So, is there any important matter or who has not seen the notification?

But no matter what, the phone always has to be answered. So Jia Chao, who fell behind after a wink, immediately picked up the phone and hung up the phone in just over a dozen seconds.

"What's going on?" Kim Jong-ming couldn't help but sniff again. He felt that he was going to have sequelae as a drug-addicted actor. "Didn't you see the notification?"

"It's the Public Relations Department." Jia Chao replied seriously. "They know the notification, but the matter is serious, so Minister Li decided to contact you directly... The official notice has just arrived at the Blue House, which will allow you to go to the Modern Building in Guanghuamen to attend a dinner party to revitalize the cultural industry in the evening. At that time, Secretary An Zhongfan, the economy chief of Blue House, will convey some relevant policy instructions from the president."

Kim Jong-ming nodded without commenting, and most of the doubts in his heart instantly disappeared. Revitalizing the cultural industry is one of South Korea's established national policies. Such serious meetings are inevitable. Moreover, the aunt has been on stage for half a year, so it should be a briefing on such a policy.

However, just as Kim Jong-ming remembered this and was about to turn his body to continue looking for Liu Qing-hyun, the cell phone in his arms rang again... Jiang Min-kyung was about to cry again, why did he have to go one after another at this time? Two minutes later, wouldn't it be okay to ask Kim Jong-ming to say something to his finance supervisor and do it again?

Jin Zhongming took out his cell phone, looked at the caller ID on his cell phone but couldn't help but sigh. The person who called was Zheng Hucheng, the confidant of the aunt. The other party seemed to be in a relationship with himself, the largest capitalist in the cultural industry, before the official meeting began, so as to save some trouble at night.

After answering the phone, it was indeed as expected that the other party asked him to go to a club for a simple meal, and then the meeting host An Zhongfan would go there in the evening. Considering that the other side was giving face after all, and the aunt was strong enough now, Kim Zhongming naturally would not pretend to be aloof, so he agreed immediately.

Of course, Kim Jong-ming definitely did not allow any bloody things like "accidental mistakes" to happen to him. After agreeing to Zheng Hu-sung, he immediately went to see Liu Qingxuan with a nervous mood, and then called her father again in front of Miss Jiang, and arranged everything about the loan quickly and without leaving any blind spots for play or mistakes before he left the appointment.

The club that Zheng Husung made an appointment is in Xincun. Because he occupied a small hill alone, the place seemed large and quiet. It was indeed a good place to talk about things privately. Of course, this is the only way to circle such a large area of ​​land as a club in Anshan. If you really were in Yongsan, the most core of Seoul, that is, Lee Kun-hee's house, you could enjoy a small hill alone.

"I thought there would be beautiful women to accompany me, but it turned out to be the demeanor of a famous scholar. The two of you were looking for a good place." When he saw the two secretarys who stood up from the pavilion halfway up the mountain to greet him, Jin Zhongming immediately changed into a kind smile.

After all, face is given to each other. Do you want to show people a look for nothing? That is called whether the secondary disease is cured, and Kim Jong-ming is graduating from a doctorate.

"Representative Kim Jong-ming was joking." As soon as An Jong-fan smiled, the fat on his chin rolled up. Sure enough, the double chin was too destructive to his senses. "I'm not afraid of you to joke. We two fat people hide here because we are afraid of heat, not because of elegance... As for the beauty accompanying you, the like, I dare not make taboos in front of you, a Korean artist."

"You're right." Zheng Hucheng also urged with a smile. "But come up quickly. The pavilion on the hillside is more comfortable than any air conditioner... What's wrong with Jin's hand?"

In this way, the three of them sat down in the club pavilion after a few greetings. Then they were too lazy to be polite, so they brought the wine and food directly. Since the three of them did not let their assistants come together and there was no taboo to speak, they soon came to the topic.

"Do you want to establish a Cultural Longevity Committee and a Creative Economic Promotion Team?" Kim Jong-ming frowned. "Then I will be the chairman and deputy leader?"

"That's right."

"What does that mean?"

"That's right!"

"Chief An, Secretary Zheng." Kim Jong-ming continued to frown. "To be honest, don't you think there are too many abnormal groups such as various committees in South Korea? What's the point of being one committee today and one committee tomorrow? It's not a formal authority like the seven standing committees directly under the Prime Minister. Is it really useful to do these?"

"That's right." An Zhongfan looked at Zheng Hucheng calmly, and then explained a little. "The Cultural Longsheng Committee was directly ordered by the President, while the Creative Economic Promotion Team was a semi-formal organization affiliated to the Blue House Secretariat. In other words, these two will be the core power departments for guidance and assistance to the cultural industry during the current government. Among them... Among them, the former is responsible for formulating corresponding cultural policies for the president's counselor, while the latter is responsible for financial subsidies and interest coordination for various relevant policies that have been decided..."

"In other words," Kim Jong-ming smiled suddenly, but he already understood. "That person means to let me go to the committee where I plan, and then he is a signboard in the promotion team that holds real financial power, right? Deputy Head, the head of the group should be the confidant of that person, right?"

"Uh..." The two people on the other side were extremely embarrassed, but An Zhongfan's responsibilities were still gritting the bullet and continuing to explain. "Representative Kim Jong-ming, this is a problem. The president must use his own personalities in any case. Besides, even if you are just the deputy leader, you should have enough say when approving the budget. In addition, you have grasped the general trend in the industrial structure of both Korean waves and movies in the cultural industry. Then no matter how many things he makes, as long as the overall strategy of revitalization of the industry is there, will you be the one who benefits the most in the end?

"And." Zheng Husung quickly persuaded him. "The president is actually very generous in his appointment. On the one hand, he serves as chairman of the Longsheng Committee to formulate policies, and on the other hand, he serves as deputy head of the promotion group. One after another, as long as the president nods, the overall route is actually in your hands. This shows that the president still attaches great importance to and affirms you in the cultural industry. The leader of the group is not the leader, but he is just a false reputation. Why should Representative Kim care so much?"

Kim Jong-ming immediately laughed: "That's how I seem stingy."

"Not that."

"Just hope you understand the President and us."

"What you said is actually very reasonable." Kim Jong-ming nodded and continued to chuckle. "How could I not understand?"

Well, Kim Jong-ming's words are not really a show, because the reason for these two people is really reasonable. Of course, Kim Jong-ming was not without performances before. For example, he just expressed dissatisfaction with the arrangement of only serving as one deputy leader in the promotion troupe with financial power, which was just performing... To be honest, he understood in his heart that he and the aunt were close and close, as if they were friends and enemies, and the other party could not arrange such an important position to him no matter what. In fact, that kind of attitude was just to make the two people in front of him make a clearer promise.

Even further, Jin Zhongming secretly guessed in his heart that the two of them had previously been nervous and embarrassed, just to take the opportunity to say those words with a promise. However, what's going on now that they seem to be even more nervous?

"By the way..." Looking at the two people who were extremely nervous in front of him, Kim Jong-ming originally wanted to continue asking who the real power leader who held real financial power was, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he felt a little moved in his heart and suddenly thought of another question. "Where did the money come from?"

Kim Jong-ming asked this question very well. You should know that if it is a fiscal budget allocation, then these two institutions are probably not directly under the president. The person who came today is probably the confidant of the Prime Minister or the Minister of Culture, Sports and Tourism.

"That's it." An Zhongfan raised his eyebrows slightly relaxed. "Representative Kim Jong-ming is not an outsider. I just said that Lee Jae-hyun couldn't hold on in prison anymore, and he already wanted to let go..."

"Oh." Kim Jong-ming sighed with regret. "It's true! However, it's a huge sum of 1.4 trillion won after all, and the president is really not short of money now."

"I haven't really agreed yet." Zheng Hucheng quickly added. "It's just a little loosening. Our Cultural Longevity Committee and the Creative Economic Promotion Team are only the preparation stage, and this concept is only formally proposed at night."

"I understand." Kim Jong-ming smiled. Of course, you have to prepare in advance if you want to share the money. These politicians are like a person. If they really wait until the money is paid, it will probably be too late to set up a fuss. "But there are so many 1:4 trillion, how much can the cultural industry occupy?"

An Zhongfan looked at Zheng Hucheng again, then lowered his voice and gave an answer: "It doesn't matter to give Jin this matter to you. The president's intention seems to be to use all the money as a cultural industry fund..."

Jin Zhongming was slightly stunned, but he didn't say anything for a while.

"What's wrong with you?" An Zhongfan asked in confusion. "Isn't it just right to give it to the cultural industry? It's so great for you?"

"That's what he said." Kim Jong-ming came to his senses, but the call between himself and her grandfather was still ringing last night under the 'accompaniment' of Miss Jiang. "I roughly understand the truth, but... but in the manufacturing industry, I just said it. Without mentioning anything else, Han Jin Shipping will sink a ship. Don't the president know? Now that there is such a large amount of money, shouldn't we take the opportunity to operate it?"

"How could it be that I don't know?" An Zhongfan was slightly stunned when he heard this, but immediately showed a hint of understanding and helplessness, and a faint feeling of fatigue. "To be honest, since the first day of taking office, I, the chief economic secretary of the Blue House, basically never left my desk with the copywriting related to the four words Hanjin Shipping. Every time I meet, I always talk about the sluggish manufacturing industry and Hanjin Shipping's losses. But representative Jin, don't you know how troubles Hanjin Shipping are? It is the seventh largest shipping group in the world. Behind this is the continuous decline of the global HNA industry that has been continuing since the financial crisis in 2008, and it has been losing five years! Where does it mean that it can operate if it can be operated?"

"The more you do this, the more you will get the bones and heal your wounds?" Kim Jong-ming frowned. "This is South Korea's largest shipping company and a pillar industry. If there is one day, the president will not be able to explain to the whole society, right?"

"I'll just say it." An Zhongfan sighed. "As I mean, if there is a day when I really want to be criticized by the people and be resented by the employees of the relevant industry and their families, the government should not touch this broken ship!"

"How did you say this?" Kim Jong-ming became more and more confused as he heard it. "No matter how difficult this kind of thing is, it is the responsibility of the government, right? It cannot be avoided, right?"

"In this matter, our Blue House neither wants to hide nor save, nor is it afraid of difficulties... or, at least, it is not simply fearing economic difficulties." An Zhongfan explained weakly. "For example, as Kim Jong-ming said on behalf of what you just said, now he has a huge sum of 1.4 trillion won, and then he smashed it... Not to mention how likely it is to succeed, I ask you, who will guide the use of this money? How can it be used? It can really be used to save the company? I will not be given a share by a family named Zhao? Who will make this guarantee?!"

After several consecutive questions, Jin Zhongming was shocked at first, and then suddenly realized it.

"Hanjin Shipping is a private enterprise of the Zhao family after all!" An Zhongfan lit the table angrily. "It is a typical chaebol family business. You can't let taxpayers across the country pay for the incompetence of their Zhao family because of its large size?! If you don't understand this, it is impossible for the government to take any substantial actions against Hanjin Shipping!"

"Of course, the government won't really look at it in vain." Zheng Husung also interrupted. "As far as I know, the Prime Minister has put pressure on the Busan Municipal Government to reduce the various rental fees of Hanjin Shipping. Then the president will meet Zhao Lianghao in person in the past two days and force him to pay for Hanjin Shipping. They are all pillar industries of Hanjin Group, and they are all surnamed Zhao. There is no reason why the aviation industry, which makes money, will not transfusion blood to the shipping industry? Besides, Zhao Lianghao is the co-owner of Hanjin Group after all..."

"In theory, this is true. The Zhao family's property is saved. Only Zhao Lianghao will only be fair to others." Kim Jong-ming nodded convincingly, and then shook his head. "But where did Zhao Lianghao get the money? How much is he worth? He just has hundreds of billions of won to save the symptoms and not the root cause..."

"What you want is to treat symptoms but not root cause." Zheng Hucheng sneered. "Just seek to prolong his life, just drag it on."

"I understand." Jin Zhongming nodded again. He really understood this time.

In fact, for the Blue House, the so-called dragging on is nothing more than waiting for two results. One is waiting for the global HNA industry to recover. If there is really a day, the aunt will naturally judge the situation and make a "turn the tide" drama; the other result is much simpler, that is, she will learn from her ex-Mr. Li Beef, just delay it for five years. If anyone loves anyone in five years, it will be her anyway. Anyway, the responsibility is not on her!

Of course, there are some other things that Kim Jong-ming didn't ask or say, but both sides knew it well... That is, no matter from any perspective, Han Jin Shipping can't stand the aunt in the Blue House.

This world's seventh largest shipping group is first of all, a complete chaebol enterprise. It naturally has Zheng Mengjun, the spokesperson for interests. It is not the aunt's turn to worry. Secondly, even among the chaebol family, the Han Jin and Zhao family are recognized as the Korean version of "cents", which rely on licking the soles of Americans' feet during the Vietnam War to make money. For those who dream of restoring their prestige during the prestige of their own father, this background is too strong and it is really annoying, let alone a little contrary to her current foreign policy. Finally, the essence of this company is concentrated in Busan, the second largest city in South Korea, and Busan can have a stake in the literary court and Kim Woo-sung, but it just has nothing to do with that aunt. Her influence there is too little, otherwise why should we win over Kim Woo-sung during the election?

To say something sinister, An Zhongfan pretended to say that the employees of the company and their families were resentful... So what about resentment? The aunt who resented the ruling party in Busan doesn’t care. As long as it’s not her basic platform, Zhongqing and other resentment!

In this way, the topic of Hanjin shipping came to an abrupt end. After all, no one wanted to pay attention to this broken ship, so naturally they were unwilling to mention it again. And there were too many things to talk about. Sure enough, as lunch continued, the three of them went around in circles, from the recent popular ice bucket challenge activity around the world, to the sudden popularity of the Cube company's Apink, and then to the major blow that Lao Jin Qichun suffered at home last week - his only son was in a car accident and has not woken up until now.

In short, the atmosphere can still be called central and peaceful.

However, I don’t know what happened, but the more I talked, the more I felt that Kim Jong-ming felt a strange feeling - he always felt that he had forgotten something important, but he couldn’t remember it.

However, something Zheng Hucheng mentioned actively next made Kim Jong-ming feel a little sudden.

"That representative of Kim Jong-ming." After three rounds of wine, Zheng Hu-sung suddenly said seriously. "Actually, what I just talked about was mainly about Chief An Jong-fan. He just said it himself. It doesn't matter whether I come or not... But there is something recently that the president seems to be a little sensitive, so I ask me to ask."

"You said." Jin Zhongming's heart moved, but his face still didn't care.

"That's it." Zheng Hucheng took a deep breath. "The president is very concerned about the movie she asked you for, but there are some bad rumors recently, saying that the movie has made no progress, and your mind seems to be on it recently..."

"Nonsense!" Kim Jong-ming replied without hesitation.

"Is that true?" Zheng Hucheng did not show any weakness this time, because this was not to ask about this from his position, but to ask questions on behalf of the aunt.

"I know what the rumors are," Kim Jong-ming explained frankly. "Some people say I intercepted funds and personnel from that movie, and some people say I didn't care, but overall it's just that I'm dragging the progress..."

"Isn't it? It's the same movie. It's not a name for that movie for so long, but the "Veter" that you're filming hot now is said to have only been half a month since recruiting actors, but it has already started to book the venues needed for the finale! And what's even more incomprehensible is that Mr. Huang Zhengmin was clearly the original male lead of the movie, but he also became the male lead of this "Veter"... Anyone who hears this kind of thing will inevitably think about it!"

"It's just some self-righteous nonsense that laymen say!" Kim Jong-ming was still justified. "Does the person who said this understand what a movie is? People who think too much about these words are even less knowledgeable! I have heard the saying that hair is long and short, but now I know that as long as it is a woman, hair is short and knowledgeable!"

Zheng Hucheng was stunned for a moment, then shut up because the other party was mocking his benefactor. He could not accept it unless he stood up and scolded him now.

"Does Secretary Zheng know how many movies are under CJ now operating at the same time?" Jin Zhongming explained to the other party in a question and answer. "Seventeen movies! The market is great. From the stage of project establishment to the stage of editing and preparation for release, there are a total of seventeen movies invested, produced and participated in the movies running at the same time..."

"I know the movie market is pretty good." An Zhongfan pinched his double chin and slapped his mouth, which eased the atmosphere. "Otherwise the president wouldn't have planned to use the 1.4 trillion won as a fund for the cultural industry. Nowadays, if you want to have good economic data, you may have to start with the cultural industry."
To be continued...