Spiritualist In Korea

   Kang Youshuo is busy with the filming of "Deadly Virus". For the sake of his reputation, he can't lose to Li Mo, a yellow-mouthed child no matter what. He was devoted to filming, and Huang Junyu, the initiator of everything, was not idle either.

   Li Mo made him lose the face of the boss, and the TV series he wrote and directed by giving up his identity was beaten by Li Mo so that he could not fight back, which has become a laughing stock in the industry. Otherwise, he wouldn't risk the possibility of severing ties with Kang Youshuo to provoke a conflict between him and Li Mo.

   Fortunately, he did a decent job.

   But to be on the safe side, Huang Junyu can't be slack. Who knows what kind of moth Li Mo can make? What if Kang Woo Suk loses? At that time, he can't bear Kang Youshuo's anger.

   So, to improve your odds, start working now.

   A person came to Busan quietly, and Huang Junyu met a man in a small hotel in Haeundae.

   "What about things?"

  The middle-aged man threw out a stack of photos from his file bag without saying a word, and they turned out to be the casts of "Train to Busan" that have not been exposed yet.

   "That's all?" Huang Junyu frowned.

   "There's only so much, I don't want to lose my job yet." The middle-aged man replied calmly.

  Huang Junyu shook his head, "If it's just these, it's not worth 200 million won. Well, I'll give you 10 million."

   The middle-aged man smiled, reached out and took back the photo in Huang Junyu's hand, "Then the transaction failed."

   "Wait!" Huang Junyu scolded displeasedly, "Don't be too greedy. If things are exposed, I will be gossiped at most. What about you? Will anyone dare to hire you in the future?"

The    threat seemed to take effect, and the middle-aged man showed a resentful look, "Ten million is too little."

  Huang Junyu eased his tone, "I'll give you 50 million. This is the final price. Your things are only worth so much, and even if you sell them to a newspaper, you can't exceed this price."

   "Okay, 50 million is 50 million." The middle-aged man agreed as soon as he gritted his teeth, who made him owe usury. Although 50 million is not enough to plug his teeth, it can at least help him repay the interest for a few months.

  Huang Junyu nodded, put away the photo, and then used his mobile phone to transfer 50 million won to the middle-aged man.

  The middle-aged man left in a hurry after receiving the money. He was looking for an excuse to run away from the crew, and if he went back late, some people might suspect him.

  Huang Junyu was pondering in the hotel alone.

   Taking the lead in exposing the shape and shooting situation of "Train to Busan" can bring some trouble to the crew, but it is not enough to disturb the entire crew. What he wants is to confuse the "Train to Busan" crew, or even stop it.

  It takes more than a few photos to get there.

   But how to do it? He still had no clue.

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   The middle-aged man who met Huang Junyu just now was named Park Wenji, and he was one of the directors of Li Yuanshi. It is really a last resort to use his power to secretly leak secrets to Huang Junyu. Who makes those loan shark companies press hard?

  Piao Wenzheng sighed, he didn't lose his mind and sell the most important information.

   Taking a deep breath, Park Wenji, who returned to the crew, greeted his colleagues casually, and then continued to work.

   Soon, it was time to rest.

  Pu Wenzhi wiped his sweat, and suddenly heard the cheers, he couldn't help but stepped forward and asked, it turned out that it was Li Mo who came to visit the class again with delicious food.

  's face changed, and Pu Wenzhen suppressed the jealousy towards Li Mo in his heart.

   It is estimated that none of the men present is not jealous of Li Mo: he is young and rich, and he is talented. These people have worked hard for more than ten years, and they are not as good as others who earn as much a month. It is false to say that they are not jealous.

   went with his colleagues to get his own lunch, and Park Wenzhen saw Li Mo and Fan Xiaoye chatting happily together.

   "Chinese women are much more flavorful than Korean women."

   "What did you say?" Park Wenzhen didn't hear the words of the people around him clearly.

His colleague Zhao Yuancheng didn't seem to notice Park Wenji's distraction, and whispered ambiguously, "It's not that I'm not patriotic, it's just that there are too many artificial beauties in Korea. People like Kim Tae-hee are only rare, the advantages of a large country and a large population. That is, you can find good beauties on the street with almost no effort. You may not know, once I went to work in Huaxia with the crew... Those beauties are really... tsk, I have the urge to find a Huaxia woman be a wife."

   "You kid isn't going to that kind of place, right?" Park Wenzhi asked with a frown.

"The people over there are called Great Health Care, which is a very pure health-preserving activity. Don't think about it." Zhao Yuancheng continued to laugh slyly, and then he received a hot steak, and suddenly smiled, "I have heard that as long as It is the crew of this writer Li, and the treatment will be very good, I didn't expect it to be true."

  Piao Wenzhen pouted, "You can tell it's American beef at a glance."

Zhao Yuancheng shrugged, "What about American beef? My family often buys American beef, and I'm not like those lunatics who say they support domestic beef and live in misery, saving money just for a meal of Korean beef. It’s not the same as being taken away by big companies.”

   "You guy, you're not patriotic at all."

   "Oh, I work hard every day, and then pay taxes on time. This is the embodiment of my patriotism. Is it possible for me to kill Jin Sanpang and take it back to the north? It's a joke."

   "I don't have a common language with you." Park Wenzhen shook his head and walked aside with his lunch. Zhao Yuancheng looked at his back for a while before walking towards Li Mo and Fan Xiaoye.

   "Writer Li, can you find a place to talk?"

  Li Mo was stunned for a moment, and then said to Fan Xiaoye next to him, "We'll talk again when we have time."

   "Okay." Fan Xiaoye nodded.

  Li Mo followed Zhao Yuancheng to a secluded corner.

   "Does the steak taste okay? Although it is American beef, I always let people choose the best."

   Zhao Yuancheng said with a smile, "It's good to have meat, it's better than a lunch box. Writer Li, I found a situation, there may be some problems."

   Li Mo looked at Zhao Yuancheng for a moment, "Oh, then you should go to Director Li Xunshi."

"No, it's about you. I know someone secretly contacted Huang Junyu. Except for that Miss Fan in the crew, who doesn't know that you and Huang Junyu have had a conflict? I contacted him secretly, and I went out for an excuse today. I think it would be better to tell Writer Lee than the director."

  Li Mo raised his eyebrows, "That person has a good relationship with the director?"

   "It's the director's good friend, or the senior and junior who graduated from the same university."

   "Your name is Zhao Yuancheng, right? This situation is reflected in a timely manner, and I will make people pay attention. You....very good."

   "Thank you Writer Lee for your compliment, I'm just doing my job."

  Li Mo narrowed his eyes, "Well, you continue to pay attention to that person and report to me every move. I will have someone give you some action expenses as compensation for the extra work."

   "No problem, I will keep an eye on him." Zhao Yuancheng couldn't help but despise Park Wenzhi's eyes. If Huang Junyu finds him, wouldn't it be more rewarding to sell Huang Junyu to Li Mo? If you don't even understand this, then don't blame your brother for being cruel.