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Chapter 252 The Mantra After Drinking(2/2)

"What does it mean?" I don't understand why.

"Actually, although extorting money from colleagues is a bit too much," Kim Jong-ming continued to explain lightly. "It also makes you feel a little unacceptable. But have you ever thought about it? Even so, Professor Li Yongguan and I did a good thing. At least, there will be no pitiful situation in which there will be a stunt actor who broke his legs and ruined his whole life, but he will not even need the money to open a small shop..."

"I didn't say anything about you," Endi replied impatiently. "It's just a joke about 'killing people'. After all, you are doing good things. Although you are using other people's money to do good things, there is no need to explain it specifically..."

"You don't understand." Kim Jong-ming shook his head. "I drank too much yesterday and my words were a bit extreme. In fact, if you think about it, how could a huge sum of money that was so terrifying as 10% of the box office of the entire Korean movie, just so simple to buy insurance for the bottom of the industry? Buying insurance is the purpose, the name, and it is also an irrefutable pretext. But in fact, the reason why Professor Li Yongguan supports me so much is actually because this money is fundamentally what I, the new Korean movie leader, bribed and controlled their things..."

"Who are you buying and controlling?" Endi was a little confused.

"The university professors in the Korean film industry, media journalists, and some union members have the second only to the director's power in terms of voice, and they even surpass the director's group with one piece." Kim Jong-ming replied without hesitation. "But these people are usually one, overlapping, and are led by the directors..."

"You bribed them... listen to you?" Endi asked blankly. "How did you bribe? Just that insurance foundation?"

"It's up to that insurance foundation." Kim Jong-ming's mouth curled up slightly. "That's 10% of the entire Korean film industry's turnover. Humans die of money and birds die of food. Why can't they be bought?"

"I still don't understand." Endi suddenly became a little timid.

"It's very simple." Kim Jong-ming sneered. "The foundation has been established. There is so much money, there must be someone responsible for management and supervision. When someone applies for funds, there must be someone to investigate and judge? So who is qualified to manage and monitor? Who is qualified to investigate and judge?"

"That group of famous university professors, the media, and the union leaders..." Endi was of course very smart. "And, since they work so hard, they always have to pay for their hard work. Although they can't give it directly in name, there is always a way."

"That's right." Kim Jong-ming continued to sneer. "Li Yongguan is here to hand in the Directors Association, but although he is the chairman of the Busan Film Festival Executive Committee, he is not a director. What do I mean... He naturally understands it! And what can't I buy the 10% of the total box office in South Korea?! The people from the Directors Association were actually destined to have no room for resistance from the beginning..."

At this moment, Endi suddenly smashed his forehead heavily on his knees.

"What's wrong?" Jin Zhongming, who was waving Fangqiu, stopped in confusion and asked.
Chapter completed!
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