In the evening, between the Sha Shang District and Sha Xia District of Busan, a group of people of different shapes were climbing the hillside of Chengheshan at an altitude of 500 meters. Several strong men were carrying shooting equipment on their backs. They knew they were from the crew or program team at a glance, and artists were probably indispensable. However, the local Busan people who saw this scene at the foot of the local mountain just took a look at it casually, without any curiosity or the intention to watch... Think about it, this was not more than ten years ago. At that time, idols were all mystical, and in order to wait for a signature, many girls could spend a day and a night at the door of the artist's house.

Of course, this does not mean that there are no fans nowadays. It’s just that they are far away. Who knows which oppa is there? They don’t feel tired to climb a mountain for an artist who can’t see clearly?

But then again, if you can really see clearly, there are probably many people who will surround you, because almost half of the well-known idols in Busan are gathered in this group... Zheng Eun-di of the apink, Lizzy of the atehool, Jung Yong-he of the blue, and especially the last one, are definitely well-known in Busan.

That's right, this group is the crew member of "Please Answer 1997". Although it was just the first day the crew came to Busan and was just a routine look at the geographical conditions of the main locations, because Kim Jong-ming came in person, half of the crew followed.

"Is that the other side?" When he arrived on the hillside, Jin Zhongming, who was walking in the front, suddenly stopped and pointed his hand at an old-fashioned residence on the southwest side of the hillside.

"Oh." A pd next to him who was already sweating immediately stopped and pointed to a house there panting and introduced it. "That's where we selected the shooting location of Cheng Shiyuan's family. It was a single-family house built in 1993. The owner of the household went abroad for about two thousand years. Therefore, not only is the appearance outside very suitable, but many of the decorations inside are also very reference-based. We were not willing to throw away the cosmetics, tapes, calendars, magazines, and even the big soy sauce jar on the balcony of that era. We were not willing to throw away the ones that could be retained, and imitated... "

"I know all this." Jin Zhongming quickly interrupted the nonsense he had heard many times. "But why do you always feel strange when you look here..."

As soon as this was said, the locals behind him, Seo In-guk, Lizzy, Jung Yong-he and other locals looked strange, and the TVN TV station pd from Busan seemed speechless.

"What's wrong?" Kim Jong-ming immediately noticed something. "Have I said the wrong thing?"

"Representative." The name pd who recovered from his excitement explained helplessly. "Chengheshan is the commanding heights of the two areas of Sha Shang and Sha Xia, and it is also a dividing line. So from our height and angle, the old-fashioned community and houses located in the west are certainly clear, but the Sha Xia District in the south is also clear at a glance. And there happens to be the territory of Hanjin Group, and nothing else, but from here, a row of modern large booms on the dock seems to be standing next to the house... Of course, it will feel strange."

Kim Jong-ming laughed in silence. The situation in front of him was indeed as the assistant of TVN TV said. On one hand, it was an old-fashioned community that had been ruined for more than ten years, and on the other hand, it was modern industrial facilities. If it didn't feel that it was wrong!

But this is not possible, because Hanjin shipping almost occupied the entire Shaxia District of Busan, shipyards, freight terminals, refrigerated warehouses, assembly plants, family residential buildings, schools, parks... everything is like a city in the city.

And to be honest, what is really inappropriate should be the old-fashioned houses and communities that were selected as the shooting set, rather than the modern industrial facilities in the distance.

It is understandable that the group of Busan locals behind them have strange expressions. They were born and raised here and are probably completely familiar with this strange urban model. In fact, if you turn east from here, you can also look at the most prosperous town, east-west and west areas and Yingdao in Busan. You can even vaguely see Haeundae, which has been developed into a coastal resort in recent years. There is a completely modern coastal city there.

However, it is precisely because of this obvious contrast that Jin Zhongming couldn't help but think a lot.

"This is actually not delaying the shooting." Seeing his boss and director staring at the sandy area in the distance with a strange expression, this PDF obviously misunderstood something. "It's just a problem with the shooting angle. As long as you don't take a panoramic view from here, all shootings can completely cover up."

"I understand." Kim Jong-ming sighed slightly, then stretched out his right palm to block the sunlight that was shot straight from the west, and narrowed his eyes and looked at the special scenery in front of him again, but his heart was already a little clear. "In fact, the scenery here is also very good, with a lower angle. Separating the arms in the distance, only looking at these scenes under the hillside may not be a good exterior... Under this light, the mottled exterior walls of the building can almost be ignored, just like a real Busan downtown in 1997."

"That's true." He was moved by the scene. Following the prompts in the other party's words, the local Pusan, who was in his forties, also had a slight heart. "In fact, it was not just Shaxia District that became developed by Hanjin's shipping? The l area of ​​Shashan District here was also developed by Hanjin there. But since 1998, the golden period of the South Korean economy has completely ended. Although these large enterprises can continue to survive in some ways and look glamorous, in fact, the stagnation of the development of this outer urban area is the most convincing..."

"Yes." Kim Jong-ming put down his palm, turned his back to the sunset, and followed the assistant's words with emotion. "Please answer 1997, but can the so-called youth and star chasing really answer the question mark of that era in full based on the so-called youth and star chasing?"

"What does it mean?" Someone could barely hear something.

"I mean, it is definitely not just 1997 that needs answers, but not just Busan. We need a complete series and abundant emotions to respond to those who have come from that era." Kim Jong-ming gave up his observation of the shooting location and walked down the hillside with his hands behind his back. Obviously, he had a decision in his heart. "Please answer 1997" is just the beginning."

"Well... do you need to take some outdoor scene first?" A vj asked sensitively. "It means that the sunset is very good, and the opportunity is rare..."

"No need." Kim Jong-ming turned around and greeted. "I'll go back and rest first on the first day of today!"

The crew looked at each other, but when they were going up the mountain, the sun was still hanging high in the west, but half of the plate that had turned red had hidden in the banks of the Luodong River. Calculate the time, it was already evening. In fact, as Jin Zhongming said, when it was just a while, he could have a good rest.

However, a good rest does not mean that everyone should go back to the hotel room to sleep directly, and sleeping at this point is nonsense... The so-called rest is actually nothing more than eating, drinking, and having dinner.

Of course, this kind of dinner is also of particular concern.

Generally speaking, when the crew comes to another place, the director or producer should come forward and use public funds to invite everyone to have a drink. Considering that Kim Jong-ming, the boss, is the director, that is, he treats him.

However, the situation of the crew of "Please Answer 1997" is a bit special, because in order to completely dialectize, the main actors of the crew are almost all locals in Busan, and even Seo In-guk are Ulsan people next to each other. Not to mention that it is common for actors to invite crew staff to dinner. The so-called visitors are guests, and it is natural for locals to be hosted...

So, after all, according to the customs of South Korea, they should be the two earliest male artists who debuted, namely Jung Yong-he and Seo In-guk.

Moreover, there is also a saying no matter how you ask for it.

First of all, the boss should not be extravagant here, and you little actors are not qualified to pretend to be scallions in front of characters like Kim Jong-ming. Secondly, since you are the "master", others who come to your hometown must have special food... You can't come to Busan to eat sheep's hooves and drink wine bars?

So, the final agreed result was that on the first day, Zheng Rong and the person who debuted early to treat him first, and everyone went to Haeundai to eat seafood, looking for freshness and fun.

As for Xu Renguo, he can wait until the finale banquet before preparing.

Reasonable and irrefutable.

In fact, the crew's dinner was chosen on the beach of Haeundae, a place that Kim Jong-ming and Busan people are very familiar with. Of course, this is no longer very familiar to the kindness of the unswerving face, because her family is in the village behind.

However, in the beach quarantine that had just gotten dark, everyone was drinking and chatting, and as a newcomer who had just debuted, Endi was not qualified to leave here and go home.

"What does this expression mean?" After drinking two glasses of wine, Kim Jong-ming suddenly stared at the watch board lady and asked, "Look at everyone being happy, so they are not happy?"

"There is nothing, I'm just worried that I can't act in a TV series well." The absent-minded loving heart suddenly shuddered, and immediately raised his head, and he looked like he was worried about the country and the people.

"Oh." Kim Jong-ming, who was holding a soju glass, immediately realized. "So that's the case. I thought you were in Busan and missed home. Speaking of which, your brother Min-ki should be in junior high school, right?"

Hum: "…"

"Why don't you talk?"

"The first time I heard that I was in junior high school at the age of 11..." Endi said speechlessly. "But I do miss him a little."

"Oh." Kim Jong-ming suddenly realized again. "It turns out that he was worried that the TV series would not be performed well, and he was also homesick... I thought you were worried that you would come over to film, which would make the other members of the apink more difficult!"

"I also think they... are very hard-working." The proctor immediately gritted his teeth and added a reason for his serious expression.

"Is this true? So many reasons?" Kim Jong-ming put down his chopsticks. "But I also heard that you were very resistant to the shooting of this TV series because you couldn't get a pay. You even painted a portrait of me and Representative Cui in the dormitory, and then posted it on the balcony and threw it up with orange peel..."

"Cough!" Zheng Ronghe next to him finally choked by the wine.

"To be honest." After looking at Jung Yong-he, Kim Jong-ming continued to talk about his 'inference' to Eun-di. "I saw you being stern just now, and I thought you had an objection to me, the director who deprived you of your pay!"

"Absolutely not!" He is worthy of being the Busan prosecutor, and after he came to his senses, he answered this very neatly.

"Is that true?" Kim Jong-ming still felt a little unbelievable.

"Definitely not!" Endi asked back with a dark face. "This is definitely a rumor, otherwise, why do you know what I did in the dormitory? Could it be that there is an insider in our group who reports to you every day? Or did it mean that you simply sneak into our dormitory and peep at it last night?"

"Cough!" Zheng Ronghe was choked again.

"That's what makes you look like." Jin Zhongming picked up the wine glass again, looking thoughtful.

"Oh, something is made out of nothing!" Endi's mouth raised, not knowing whether he was mocking the other party or self-deprecating.

"So if that's the case, I'll give you a night off and go home to see my brother. I'll call Chu Long and the others before going to bed... When I come back tomorrow, I should let go of all my heart and shoot TV series seriously. OK?"

"Okay." What else can I say?

"Cheers." Kim Jong-ming, who was three points drunk, raised his wine glass.

"Cheers." Endi also picked up his beer glass in a complicated mood, and then touched the other party.

By the way, she has also become an adult.

However, the matter of Endi is a small episode after all. Even in the eyes of some smiling old crew members next to him, Kim Jong-ming's movements were more like hitting the little girl who lost her temper because of some trivial matters, and the effect was outstanding... Didn't I see that Endi's attitude was much more correct when he left the banquet?

After the beating, the next step should be the real barbecue. It should drink, eat, and it's late at night... However, there are always people who disturb the atmosphere. It's probably less than half an hour before someone came to the restaurant. They were driving a sports car, and the car was parked on the seawall on the other side of the beach. It is said that they were looking for Kim Jong-ming to have a banquet.

"Who?" Kim Jong-ming frowned instinctively. "Who did you say you were looking for me?"

"Director Choi Eun-jeong invites you to the banquet." The visitor is young, suited and tied, and his whole body is clean, which is completely incompatible with the large food stalls covered with plastic sheds on the beach. He even sniffed the seafood smell here when he first came. "Han Jinhai Shipping...well, Director Choi Eun-jeong."

Kim Jong-ming probably really drank too much. He stopped the cup and thought for a long time before he realized who Choi Eun-jen was: "Which brother-in-law is represented by Han Jin Shipping Zhao Xiuhao?"

There were already young people in the crew around him who couldn't help but want to laugh, but fortunately they were blocked by the mature members.

The person who came also became a little embarrassed. After all, this statement was vaguely insulting. However, considering the alcoholic smell on Kim Jong-ming, he could only barely put away some of his thoughts and nodded and admitted:

"yes!"

After all, Kim Jong-ming's statement is correct at all.

"No." Jin Zhongming shook his head immediately after he figured out what was going on.

The young man who came to invite someone was completely embarrassed, but he suddenly realized that although he was full of confidence when he came, he was completely powerless when the other party really refused.

"It's not that Director Cui Eun-jin doesn't want to come here in person." After thinking for a long time, the man could only bend down and give such an explanation. "There are really many customers over there, and he can't pull himself away. I am..."

"Let me say that." Kim Jong-ming interrupted the other party without hesitation. "Counselor Choi is not worth my trip, and Han Jin Shipping is not worth my trip. Even if Mr. Zhao Xiuhao invites me over there, I will only go to a private banquet, because from my mother's point of view, he is an elder, that's all... Well, this is the same as if I would go to a party when Min-kyung was a child... Are you considered Min-kyung's cousin?"

The visitor nodded with a red face, and many people around him looked at the helpless young man.

"I came to Busan to film a TV series." Kim Jong-ming added drunkenly. "I don't want to get involved in other things. If you say that, I don't know whether Director Choi understands it. Deputy Cho and your grandfather will definitely understand... That's it."

"Yes!" The visitor nodded helplessly. "Goodbye."

"By the way." Kim Jong-ming seemed to suddenly remember something, and stopped the other party. "Whether you meet Director Cui, Representative Zhao, or your grandfather, ask me... There are so many cranes in the port at the sand... It seems to have affected the scenes of our TV series on the sand. If there are not many ships entering the port recently, can you let the cranes in the port be lowered from the west? Ah, if this is the case, I will accept your Han Jin Shipping half of your favor..."

The visitor was stunned for a while, then nodded and left with gritted teeth.

In the food stall made of plastic greenhouses, the crew members who had already drunk a lot of wine were already stunned.

By the way, for a long time, it has been more than just Busan people. All Koreans know that Hanjin shipping has been a symbol of Busan's Hasha District for many years. Many people have regarded Busan's Shasha District as Hanjin shipping since childhood and Hanjin shipping as Busan's Shasha District.

However, they either grew up in Busan or filmed countless programs on TV. For the first time, they heard that someone wanted someone to put down the arms of Hanjin Port in order to film a TV series... It is also amazing to have such a director!

"It means... it's not right?" Finally someone asked carefully.

"What's wrong?" Kim Jong-ming shook his head disdainfully. "The so-called Han's third generation, except for the second generation, is inferior to the previous generation... The Korean chaebol, the Zhao family is the least needed to give face to him..."

People around him burst into laughter. In fact, as Kim Jong-ming said, Han Jin Group is really the most destitute among the Korean chaebols. When the first generation was alive, they made a fortune by being a dog for Americans, and even started the Vietnam War. They were looked down upon. Moreover, the old man of the Zhao family is famously stingy and careless. I don’t know how many private jokes have been heard, and there are even rumors of usury outside. In short, they have a very poor reputation among the people.

When the second generation faced the problem of heirs, the father did not have Lee Byung-chul's decision, and finally let the four sons and brothers fight and divide Han Jin alive. And now, the old and young people who have separated from each other are the most prosperous, and the three brothers have made Han Jin air transport, heavy industry and sea transport mess... If Korean Air had not always been a top-quality asset and the three brothers had actually split up, Han Jin would have been in a mess.

So, with the boss Kim Jong-ming leading the way, the jokes from others emerged one after another, and the barbecue immediately became lively again.

"Actually they don't think about it." After listening to the joke for a while, Kim Jong-ming continued to sneer and mocked. "I'm not in Busan, but I haven't even gone to my own company yet, so how could I attend their banquet? It's obvious that I'm going to do a serious matter. No one can understand the huge Han Jin? Obviously, Han Jin's shipping is so much that he can't hold on. He wants to treat me as a sucker. But even if he wants to treat me as a sucker, he has to be a little sincere. He asks a grandson of a second shareholder to come and pick me up and hold a banquet in the name of his brother-in-law... Where is this? He gave up on himself or was confused?!"

This time, no one dared to contact him. In fact, everyone felt that Kim Jong-ming was really drunk at this time.

However, to be aside, what Kim Jong-ming didn't know was that the third brother of the Zhao family, Zhao Xiuhao from Han Jin Shipping, had just been diagnosed with cancer a week ago... He was indeed a little bit self-deprecating. And the others were indeed a little at a loss.

"Is that Min Kyung mean?" Just then, Jung Yonghe suddenly interrupted and asked unreasonably. "Is it that Min Kyung?"

"Han Jin Shipping's predecessor, the founder of the acquired Dajin Navy, and the granddaughter of the second largest shareholder of Han Jin Shipping...." Kim Jong-ming stared at Jung Yong-he thoughtfully and replied. "It is also the cousin of this person just now. I wonder if we are talking about the same person?"

Jung Ronghe laughed dryly, probably talking about a person.

"Actually, my mother joined Han Jin after she came back from the United States, and she has been working under the second shareholder of Han Jin Shipping, and she is also somewhat affectionate." Kim Jong-ming sighed slightly. "But to be honest, Rong and you probably saw the way they were like this just now. In fact, this is actually worse than the previous generation..."

Jung Ronghe laughed dryly again.

"I always want my mother to retire early, but she just ignores me." Jin Zhongming shook his head helplessly, not knowing what was a headache. "What should be come hasn't come yet, but what shouldn't come has come..."

The people in the food stalls were silent... They couldn't understand it anymore.
Chapter completed!