Kim Jong-ming woke up in the middle of the night, and as soon as he woke up, he felt very uncomfortable all over his body. It was okay to have headaches and hot all over his body, but the thirst was the most unacceptable thing.

This is the most annoying thing about the so-called hangover.

But after fumbled and got up and found the light switch with your phone, Kim Jong-ming suddenly felt that his thoughts just now were absurd. The most annoying thing about after a hangover was definitely not thirst or something, but that you didn't know what happened last night.

First of all, this is definitely not the room in the hotel you imagined; secondly, Kim Jong-ming found himself alone; then, the phone undoubtedly showed that it was midnight...

There is no need to do too many, these three are enough to make Kim Jong-ming, who is a little dizzy, feel panic.

Fortunately, he is an adult, and his most basic observation and logical inference are still there. He endured his thirst and headaches and calmed down to look around. Kim Jong-ming suddenly had some idea... Could it be that he drank too much last night and the crew was not convenient to send him back to a hotel far away in the Sashang District of Busx, so he temporarily arranged himself to a residential hotel near Haeundae? After all, this is an extremely ordinary house, even the bedding is placed on the floor, which is a typical Korean-style bungalow home.

If you think about it this way, it seems that this place is no different from a hotel room.

Well, his mind was confused, and his throat was so dry that Kim Jong-ming really didn't want to spend more energy to think. Instead, he got up from the floor and pushed open the window facing his room.

As soon as the window was opened, a faint salty sea breeze blew towards us, and the sound of the waves was vaguely heard, and the sparse lights in the village in front of us also made people feel at ease. However, at this moment, Jin Zhongming immediately reacted that this place should be Haeundae, and the room he was in was probably a familiar home in Endi.

Because if I really drink too much, it is inconvenient to go back, the crew arranged themselves here, which seemed to be cleaner and more reassuring than the so-called folk hotel.

Thinking of this, Kim Jong-ming's nervousness was almost eliminated, and he couldn't help laughing at himself. It seemed that it would be better to drink less promiscuously in the future... Of course, the most important thing in front of him was to find a glass of water to drink.

When he opened the door and came to the yard, Jin Zhongming was even more sure of his guess. No matter how he looked at this courtyard, it seemed like a place he had been to more than once... However, the subsequent action was still a setback. The front door store, which was originally thought, should not be short of drinks, was clean and nothing.

Think about it, I have been to Seoul for many years, so how can I have any small shops? Otherwise, who will be the prosecutor?

Standing in the yard and laughed bitterly, Jin Zhongming didn't want to go back to his room anymore. He probably couldn't sleep when he went back... After thinking about it, he had to turn around and follow the route he remembered to touch the stairs upstairs of the bungalow behind him, and then sat on the roof of the bungalow with the stars all over the sky.

Listening to the waves and blowing the sea breeze is better than suffering in the house.

"Give."

I don't know how long it took, a voice rang in my ears without warning, but Kim Jong-ming was not frightened. On the contrary, he immediately took a bottle of drinks of unknown brands with surprise.

"It's still ice?" After filling half a bottle in one breath, although Jin Zhongming felt a headache worse, his spirit improved a lot. "I'm determined."

"If I weren't afraid that someone wouldn't be able to explain it, I wouldn't bother to care about you!" Endi, who was wearing a sweatshirt, sat aside in anger, and then resisted yawning, and showed a big white teeth. "When I woke up in the middle of the night, I thought about going to see you, but the door was on and the light was on. I thought you should be here... How was you sleeping?"

"What do you think?" Jin Zhongming sneered. "Now my mind is still like a slurry..."

"Yes." Endi rubbed his eyes that were tearful because of yawning. "You drank so much yesterday, and I don't know how to tell Chulong's Annie about this..."

"Then don't talk." Maybe the thirst was relieved, and Kim Jong-ming felt pain in his forehead. "There's nothing to talk about."

"I think what happened last night was quite exciting and rich." Eun turned his head expressionlessly. "Dear, do you still remember what you did last night?"

"Drinking?" Kim Jong-ming asked blankly. "I just remember drinking a lot of wine... Could it be that I did something that is not tolerant? Lizzy threw himself into my arms and hugged me? I want to pay for the character?"

"You are so disgusting." Endi curled his big mouth with contempt.

"If this is not the case, what do you have to tell Chu Long?" Jin Zhongming asked without hesitation with his eyes wide open.

"It seems that I've really sobered up." Endi was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the other party was in circles. "But it doesn't matter if you don't remember what happened last night? It should be very important, right?"

Jin Zhongming suddenly felt his head hurt. He realized after the other party said this. It seemed that he had really finalized something important last night, but he couldn't remember it.

"Then do you remember when I went again?" En asked expressionlessly.

"It seems... it seems that it was Kang Min-kyung's cousin who went to find me?" Kim Jong-ming reluctantly recalled some things from last night along the timeline. "You and you..."

"My dad and I." Eun Di's expression became a little serious. "I don't know if that person is Senior Kang Min-kyung's cousin, but if you are talking about the person who parked the sports car on the seawall, then that should be right... My dad is at home, and after listening to me, I will take me to apologize to you."

"Uncle is a sensible person." Kim Jong-ming finally remembered the matter of eunuch going back to find him. "I know much more than you..."

"Since you have forgotten, I will apologize to you again." Endi sighed slightly. "Idol, if you are popular, you will naturally not be short of money. But our return failed this time. This TV series is the biggest hope for breaking through at present, but I am actually angry with you for a little pay..."

"I understand you too." Jin Zhongming replied with his forehead. "I don't know if your family is short of money..."

He remained silent merciless.

"But you also have to understand that rules need respect." Kim Jong-ming continued to explain. "If you don't pass by Representative Choi privately, you will not follow the rules, and if you don't follow the rules, you will be punished..."

"My father said so yesterday." Endi nodded calmly. "But I have a question... Who sets the rules? Is it you?"

"Why do you ask that?" Kim Jong-ming suddenly stopped drinking drinks because he seemed to remember something again. "Last night..."

"Last night, it was not just my father and I who went to see you, and of course it was not just that big cousin." Endi exhaled slightly and blew his own sea. "After a while, my father went back first, and then Professor Li from the Busan Film Festival came. He was the one who had been stern. You said you had been waiting for the other party for a long time..."

"What then?" Kim Jong-ming felt that his brain was getting more and more painful. "And what do I say? Did you say it in front of the crew?"

"That's not... you don't have to be so nervous." Endi closed his knees and hugged his legs with both hands. "You were obviously a little sober at that time... Professor Li looked very serious and said he had something to say to you, and then you told the crew that you will be here today and let everyone go back..."

Kim Jong-ming nodded repeatedly: "That's good."

"But everyone disagrees." Endi clapped his chin on his knees. "Because no matter how you looked, you felt that you were already 80% drunk. No one was relieved, and Professor Li was also a little worried..."

"Then I left you, right?" Jin Zhongming swallowed awkwardly. "You... should be the only person there who hadn't touched much alcohol at that time. And you are young, so you can feel at ease to stay and take care of my Professor Li, right?"

Endi took his chin and knocked it on his knees again: "That's it."

"And what did you hear?" Jin Zhongming asked weakly with a headache.

"I said I heard it all, will you kill someone to silence me?" The proctor lady asked seriously, tilting her head.

"I really want to kill you to silence..." Jin Zhongming replied speechlessly. After the other party's reminder, he had roughly remembered the topic that Li Yongguan and he was going to talk about last night. Although the specific details were still a little blurry, the general meaning should be that. "Is the image broken?"

"Who's?" Endi continued to tilt his head.

"Of course it's mine..."

"I've really gained some knowledge."

"cough!"

"ha!"

"It seems that I really drank too much yesterday." Kim Jong-ming concealed again.

"You speak the truth after drinking." Endi smiled again and raised his head, then rolled his eyes and looked at the Milky Way that was faintly visible above his head. "I really learned about it yesterday. It turns out that doing good things can make money."

"What... what did I say?" Jin Zhongming was even more speechless.

"Professor Li originally said some nouns that I couldn't understand, but you said you were drinking too much and it was almost impossible. You should hurry up and get to the topic..."

"I remembered it." Jin Zhongming nodded awkwardly. "Then I said directly that I will not charge 50% of the rent in the future, 40% of the rent..."

"Well, he continued to ask with a stern face, why can't you just make it public and make the news directly? It saves everyone from panic..."

"I said, if you want to win the Mien to fight against Mien, you will announce it directly. Someone will praise me for a while, but over time they will take it for granted... There is no reason to take my money, but I am not grateful. Is that right?"

"That's right." Endi nodded repeatedly. "I didn't understand what was going on at that time. Later, you said it, I realized that it was the matter of the theaters' share... I was so stupid at that time that I dared to interrupt and ask you. What else can I do if I didn't change the share directly?"

"What did I say then?" Jin Zhongming felt his head hurt even more.

"You guess." Eun asked expressionlessly on the ground.

"I guess... I guess I must have told you at that time that I was going to take out the 10% and give it to the person who needs it most." Kim Jong-ming thought for a moment, but couldn't remember his reply at that time, so just say it again according to his original plan. "For example, to the grassroots film practitioners. After all, if the money is directly divided, the money can only fall into the hands of the film producers and the grassroots practitioners are still the hardest... They can't get benefits, they don't have good development for the overall industry, and they won't feel grateful to me. And those greedy production companies, as they said just now, fighting Mien to promote Mi revenge, and no matter how much concessions they make to those people, they can't get it... right?"

"Yes, I admire you after hearing this."

"But am I unable to help but talk too much because I drink too much?" Kim Jong-ming smiled awkwardly. If I only heard this layer yesterday, it would definitely not be the reaction.

"Yes." Endi replied frankly. "At this time, Professor Li and you both smiled and looked in a good mood. Then Professor Li praised you, and I admire you very much. But you were humble, and then he laughed and mocked Professor Li for knowing to coax the children. Then he pulled me and insisted on explaining the words in it to me... You said that the money was not directly sent to those low-level practitioners, and there was no need to take it out, just keep moving in your pocket. Then Professor Li became very embarrassed, and I continued to ask stupidly..."

"I remember the next paragraph." Kim Jong-ming replied weakly. "I explained my plan to you in detail. In name, the 50% share of theaters does not change at all, but I will take out 10% in the name of private to form a foundation to provide free accident insurance business for those underlying film practitioners. However, in name, 10%, but in fact it doesn't cost much, because there are too few people who actually have accidents during the filming period, so the real money spent is insignificant."

"And it's more than that!" Endi glanced at the man beside him, not knowing whether he was mocking or observing his expression. "You also told me that your two theaters plus one accounted for half of the total number of screens in the Korean theaters. The so-called leverage effect is almost effortless. If you don't pay money in name, the remaining small theaters will pay at a rate of 10% in order not to offend you... Even if you dare to be shameless, you dare not give them face and teach them how to behave in minutes. A group of bats who are not birds or beasts dare to act arrogantly? Their home is in turmoil, their parents fight, and their brothers fight..."

"Stop talking about this." Jin Zhongming became really embarrassed. "Just understand the general meaning..."

"Anyway!" Endi sighed. "Dear, what you meant at that time was that although you gave up 10% of the share in name to provide the so-called accident insurance to the most miserable film staff and crew, but in fact, they couldn't spend so much. And because you dominated this project, the other theaters' money had to be handed over to you, and in the end, maybe there would be some profits... You really won't kill someone to silence me?"

Kim Jong-ming was silent, but he just gulped the remaining drinks, and Endi kept rolling his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

On the roof, only the sound of sea breeze and waves were left for a moment, which barely covered the awkward atmosphere.

"Well, what did Professor Li Yongguan react at that time?" After a while, Kim Jong-ming suddenly asked. "I... still haven't remembered what happened next. It seems that I was drunk yesterday."

"He was a little embarrassed." Endi answered very neatly. "But he kept laughing, which was much worse than the serious look he had when he first came..."

"It's understandable." Jin Zhongming nodded repeatedly. "Of course he can laugh, and of course he is reluctant to leave. If this foundation wants to be established, in fact, people like him with prestige and reputation are indispensable to waving flags and shouting next to him..."

"No wonder." Endi suddenly realized. "No wonder after you finished talking to him, he suddenly said that there would never be any trouble in the Directors Association..."

"I also talk about the Directors Association?" Kim Jong-ming suddenly became sweating profusely.

"Oh." Endi instinctively leaned back, which was a self-protection stress response. "You were still smiling at the time and asked the professor, is it impossible or will it not cause trouble?"

"How did Professor Li answer at that time?" Kim Jong-ming's tone suddenly became serious.

"He hesitated for a long time, and then said...No, he said that the Directors Association will never have the ability to cause trouble for you again in the future." Endi was shocked, but he quickly repeated what he heard last night.

"What's my reaction? Didn't I laugh so wildly?" Jin Zhongming asked expressionlessly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"You didn't laugh." Endi replied inexplicably. "You look very moved. You said that director Li Cangdong's people are actually kind-hearted, but even if everyone is a comrade, they have to fight for the dominance, let alone..."

"What's more, time is not enough. As a young man, I don't want to wait." Kim Jong-ming calmly repeated what she said last night. "I remembered it all... Then Professor Li Yongguan also said that since he is the executive chairman of the Busan Film Festival, he should unconditionally put the academic colleagues in Busan first. As for the Directors Association, he can only hope that the other party can understand his own difficulties in the future... Then, we didn't say anything more, and drank it directly until I was almost out of pieces. When the other party was lying down, you called your father and brother over, and your uncle took a taxi to take Professor Li, and you and your brother helped me over..."

"That's it." Endi nodded repeatedly like a pecking rice.

"Actually, Professor Li Yongguan doesn't drink wine on weekdays." Kim Jong-ming said with a little emotion.

"He really doesn't have the alcohol tolerance, and he feels worse than mine." Endi seemed to agree with Kim Jong-ming's point of view. "You've drunk that way, and you can drink him down first..."

"I don't mean that." Kim Jong-ming replied plainly. "I'm thinking that no matter where I am, it's very difficult to accomplish something..."
To be continued...