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By the way, I feel old, and I feel so exhausted in this chapter.

—I am the haggard dividing line—

"To be honest, my son is a very jealous man, and he is full of varied airs. He is not greedy and can't see his own weight clearly." At the table, his son knelt aside, but his father Li said some prelude words without hesitation. His tone was just like broadcasting a press release. "If you don't say anything else, under the current college entrance examination system, academic qualifications are still a fair touchstone after all. But what about him? An artist has been to Dongguo University. Even Jin represents you, don't you say in the TV series? If you become an artist, you can go to Dongguo University. In this way, he always boasts about his high education outside... It's simply embarrassing!"

"Oh, uncle was joking." Kim Jong-ming quickly called out. "I deliberately used the heavy-tasting lines for the sake of the TV series. Dongguo Da is good, good..."

As he said this, Kim Jong-ming took the opportunity to glance at the door. By the way, it would be interesting if a waiter who was thinking of taking a photo at this time. However, what disappointed him but also made him relieved was that the deputy editor-in-chief of the Chosun Ilbo seemed to have been prepared. As soon as he entered the door, he brought the door of the small room quietly, which was as careful as he spoke!

"Everyone knows what's going on in his heart, so I won't say much." Li's father chuckled. Although he was talking about his son's shortcomings, he still seemed clear-tal. "But that's not all. He has been trying to commit suicide. Just talk about this nickname. He thought he was, and he was the emperor of the Korean entertainment industry! It's okay for fans to call him that, but he actually dared to agree? Director Che Enze, who is also nicknamed the crown prince of the entertainment industry, has a lot of energy, otherwise he wouldn't know how he died!"

What he said this time was nothing to do with him, so Kim Jong-ming listened with a smile.

And you can't say it, it's the first time he has heard this statement. And although it sounds a bit ridiculous at first, when he really thinks it's really generous to Che Enze... Haha, a crown prince and an emperor, why do you, a young boy, be my father?!

"But, I can't do anything," Li's father continued to speak with a clear tone without any hesitation. "At this age, he is just a son, and he will inevitably spoil him in everything. In addition, I have been doing banking business for half a lifetime and have known a lot of people, which made him come to this day in a daze. At the beginning, he wanted to sing, so I found Ms. Li Shanji as a teacher for him; later, he wanted to act, so I found Mr. Li Ruizhen and even Mr. Li Shunzai to take care of him; later, he felt that variety shows could drive popularity and boost national favorability, so I found Mr. Jiang Hudong who went to our bank to borrow money due to his personal business expansion... And this time, I also came with a shy face. Please don't be surprised."

"After all...what is Brother Shengji's idea?" Kim Jong-ming asked suddenly as if he woke up.

"Oh." Li's father smiled calmly. "This matter has something to do with me... Isn't this not the president, and I turned to the economic page of the Chosun Ilbo and was responsible for financial articles?"

"Oh." Jin Zhongming nodded repeatedly. "I haven't congratulated my uncle yet. This position is only higher than the president..."

"I'm very proud, too." Li's father continued to laugh. "But everything comes at a price. In the past, although I just did things in a quiet voice, I could give everyone favors as long as I lend them normally. And when I came to this position, although I was more respected and more people took the initiative to ask for me, I was in the media whirlpool and always wanted something extra."

"What about?" Kim Jong-ming had actually guessed something briefly.

"For example... I have to take the team." Li's father was indeed blunt. "The election was chaos, and media like the Chosun Ilbo are at the forefront. Not to mention that we already have our own position, should we consider advertising fees? Do we need to reflect the real public opinion? Even if we say something ugly, our Chosun Ilbo is so big, there is a fight within us..."

Jin Zhongming laughed jokingly, he had guessed that.

"Say proud words." Li's father finally glanced at his own son who was kneeling at his feet. "I still have some experience in this kind of game, and I am not afraid of being in the position of standing or vortex..."

"You can see it." Kim Jong-ming nodded in admiration, but he also turned his eyes to Lee Seung-ki, who was kneeling at him like the other party. "But are you not very relieved about your son?"

"Yes." Staring at the top of his son's head, Li's father finally felt a touch on his expression. "It's okay to have something else, but I have to find a way to pick out the vortex of my son as soon as possible... so that he can't step in in a daze like today without knowing anything."

"Then uncle, how did you do it?" Jin Zhongming asked with a smile.

"Of course I'm doing it with all my strength, after all, it's just such a son." Li's father withdrew his gaze and met Kim Jong-ming calmly. "First of all, as early as June when the Olympic torch began to be passed, I worked hard for him to operate an Olympic torchbearer identity and ran a few steps in the UK. To be ashamed, he, the only representative of the torchbearer in Korean artists, relied on me to find favors, which is really not true."

"It's understandable." Kim Jong-ming laughed dryly. "In South Korea, sports-related things are all golden signs, and the Olympics are the best amulets."

"And then, just a few days ago, I tried my best to get a new amulet for him...the fair vote spokesperson for the election at the end of this year."

Li’s father said something plainly, but Kim Jong-ming was stunned for a long time. After a long time, he finally had a deeper understanding of the deputy editor-in-chief of the Economic Page of the Chosun Ilbo in front of him. What’s the safest place in the typhoon? Isn’t it the eye of the typhoon?

A simple and simple design made my son truly escape from this big mud. The so-called word "force" is really used correctly, and that's a big move...

What is a master? This is the real master!

"However, this design is too tricky." Li's father chuckled and was honest. "Before the matter was settled, it was easy to do it and it was easy to do it. So, just a few days ago, when I was watching the news at home, I saw that Jin said that you easily exposed the offense of that gd, so I sighed a few more words..."

"How did you feel?" Jin Zhongming asked with a chuckle.

"I told my stupid son, don't think you can really get through this muddy water. As long as Mr. Jin Zhongming still has a knot in his heart, then this stable spokesperson for fair elections can be used for you one month before the election! What's more, there are still four months left?!"

Kim Jong-ming laughed in silence.

"But I didn't expect that this idiot could take the initiative and run to Jin to come to Representative Jin by taking advantage of the favor he had helped a senior with some small blessings before, and he was unhappy!"

Kim Jong-ming smiled even happier.

"Anyway, whether it's this recklessness, or whether he made a little awkward with you because of his ignorance, I apologize to Kim on your behalf." As he said that, Li's father raised his foot and touched his son. Li Shengji immediately touched his head completely without any hesitation. This is the real kowtow and apologize.

Kim Jong-ming ignored Lee Seung-gi, but continued to look at Lee's father, and touched the empty wine glass next to him without any hesitation.

"Oh." Li's father suddenly realized, then stood up openly and personally filled Jin Zhongming, who might be less than half of his age, with half of his glass of wine, but his expression was not at all discomfort. "Please!"

"Speaking of it." Jin Zhongming lowered his head and picked up the wine glass and took it, then put it down. "Recently, some financial views in the e-commerce field hope that my uncle will open his eyes..."

"What's the matter?" Li's father asked earnestly.

"E-wallet." Jin Zhongming shook his head and smiled. "It is mainly for shopping on my e-commerce mobile client..."

"Oh oh oh, I understand." Li's father worked in the bank all his life, and naturally knew what the other party was saying. "Alipay from Taobao in China, paypal from ebay in the United States... This is the general trend, and it is the direction of development that e-commerce should have, so of course! It's too late for tomorrow's newspapers. From the issue the morning after tomorrow, I will definitely do my best to do this!"

"That's good." Kim Jong-ming smiled slightly, and then he ignored the brother Seung-ki who had been chatting and laughing with him before, but then knelt until now, and actually stood up and left.

It was almost halfway through the summer night, and the moon in Higashioka was born.

Kim Jong-ming walked out the door and found that time had come to the real night. The bustling Yeouido's neon lights remain the same, but because of the lack of residential areas and pure entertainment facilities around, it seemed a little quiet. However, the Hongdae area across the Mapo Bridge is still very lively at this time.

In such a strange environment where noise and tranquility coexist, Jin Zhongming looked around, looked at Mingyue above his head, and finally put away his smiling face that had been in the banquet all night. After pausing for a moment, he couldn't help but sigh, and then took out his cell phone and called Su Xiaoya and asked the other party to send a car to pick him up. While walking towards the citizen park ahead. When he arrived at the park, Jin Zhongming sat on a bench, then squinted his eyes and looked at the open-air public movie screen in front, and inexplicably started to be stunned.

"Get up." At the same time, Li's father finally removed the previous demeanor and changed into a serious face as a family member. "Everyone is gone!"

"Father." Li Shengji held back an ankle that was already a little numb, and felt like he got up, but as soon as he got up, he honestly held the wall and bowed slightly to his father.

It can be seen that the father's authority in front of his son is unshakable.

"Have you knelt for so long, have you figured out what I was wrong?"

"I... I'm too self-righteous." Lee Seung-ki replied awkwardly. "I thought I could easily convince him to reconcile with me, and then I could escape this..."

"Stop talking about this." Li's father waved his hand irritably. "Old rules, no matter what you said, you can get something. After kneeling for so long, do you have any useful experience?"

"I shouldn't have taken a photo with the other party." Lee Seung-ki rolled his eyes and tentatively put forward a view. "The other party originally had a clear political stance. He is a supporter of Ms. Park. I originally hoped to escape this round of vortex and not be affected. Now I am actually here to my door..."

"It's still a little novel." Li's father nodded without comment. "But it's still very far-fetched. So what if two artists of about age take a photo together? But then again, you can realize the sensitivity of the issue of political squad, which is worthy of praise... Sit down."

Lee Seung-ki breathed a sigh of relief, then carefully sat down on Kim Jong-ming's seat.

"Since I'm talking about this problem, I'll teach you something." Li's father looked at his only son thoughtfully. "Where do you think I'm on?"

Li Shengji lowered his head and thought for a moment, but he was confused.

"It's right to not think clearly!" Li's father sighed slightly. "There are only candidates, but unless you are one of the candidates, it is impossible for all opinions to coincide with you... and at this time, you need to make a choice. Let me give you an example... Who does the East Asia Ilbo support?"

"Professor An." Lee Seung-ki answered quickly this time.

"That's right!" Li's father nodded. "Why?"

Li Shengji was stuck there immediately.

"Let me analyze it for you. The East Asian Ilbo has two main attributes, one is the pioneer of the Dish-Booking and the other is extremely pro-American. So the problem is that Ms. Park is a conservative and is also recognized as pro-China; Moon Jae-in is not pro-China, but his position is extremely anti-American; Ren Tae-hee, who is now very powerful, involves a mess of the current government, and is struggling dyingly... Then, as one of the three major newspapers, the East Asian Ilbo cannot do without taking sides, right? So there is a candidate who is innocent, left-leaning, and not very anti-American!"

Lee Seung-ki suddenly realized.

"So you look at it. Since Professor An and the East Asian Ilbo are just dewy couples, then once the election is over, no matter whether the success or failure, the two sides will immediately part ways."

Lee Seung-ki nodded repeatedly.

"Then go back to me... my position." Li's father pointed to his chest seriously. "First of all, I have to obey the overall position of the Chosun Ilbo, right? I have to support conservatives, this is unshakable; secondly, I am from a bank and have been working in finance for a lifetime, so I have to support the chaebol-like person. So, at this time, just at this time, I have to support Mr. Zheng Mengjun, who has not completely left the market! Although he has no hope, he has to support him. This is the embodiment of the will of everyone behind it and cannot be shaken!"

"Then after Jung Mengjun leaves the court, you and the Chosun Ilbo should unconditionally turn to support Ms. Park, right?" Lee Seung-ki got some inspiration.

“It’s true.”

"That's just Kim Jong-ming..."

"Different!" Li's father replied firmly. "It will be different after the election. Let's not talk about the failure. If Ms. Park successfully came to power, then after the election, our Chosun Ilbo will immediately show off his carriage and maintain a confrontational attitude!"

Lee Seung-ki thought for a moment: "Is it because the media naturally wants to oppose those in power?"

"Yes, there is such a thing." Li's father replied quickly. "But more importantly, you are the spokesperson of Samsung's products. I joined the Chosun Ilbo by recommending a big shot from Samsung, and the Chosun Ilbo even takes a lot of advertising fees for Samsung... So, I have to go against Samsung! And because of J, Samsung has to follow Ms. Park no matter what!"

"I don't understand much." Li Shengji felt a little guilty.

"So you are not as good as Kim Jong-ming." Li's father sighed helplessly. "I ask you, why did he finally ask me to help promote his new e-commerce business?"

"Of course it's because as an exchange..."

"Why can I use this for exchange? He also has his own channel for speaking out?"

“…”

"It's because there are some words that only our Chosun Ilbo can say!" Li's father shook his head with a smile. "Everyone knows Kim Jong-ming's e-commerce, so no matter how fair he says the topic of e-commerce, it will be regarded as selfish remarks. On the contrary, as long as we maintain our previous reputation, even if we are penetrated by politicians and chaebols, they will be said as selfish remarks for others, but they will still be regarded as fair evaluation by the public, because we have always been the largest newspaper in South Korea with credibility and backbone!"

"This is the value of a large media like the Chosun Ilbo." Lee Seung-ki was particularly impressed. "And deliberately opposes Samsung and the current government in order to maintain the fundamental source of this value and appear independent and backbone."

"Yes." Li's father smiled with a rare relief. "And Jin Zhongming understands this very well, so he took the opportunity to ask for the most valuable thing in me!"

Lee Seung-ki nodded immediately.

At the same time, Kim Jong-ming was watching "Broken Arrow" in the park for unknown periods of time. When he watched someone's outstanding performance in the movie, he hesitated for a moment, but finally took out his cell phone and called out with a phone call.

"Youbotiyou." The tone of the person on the phone sounded very familiar. "Zhong Ming, if you have time to call me at this time? Are you not having a party with some young people?"

"Teacher." Jin Zhongming replied softly with an expressionless face. "I have something I want to ask you for advice."

"This is really rare." An Shengji on the other end of the phone couldn't help but smile. "You have always been quite independent."

"Teacher." Kim Jong-ming ignored the other party's teasing and asked directly. "You said, why do everyone think that since I am in power, I should be generous, have the temperament, and should deal with things with the overall perspective?"

After waiting for a while, the other end of the phone replied: "Is something wrong?"

"That's it..." Kim Jong-ming briefly introduced what happened today. "I... don't know what's going on, but I've actually been a little evil about what happened today."

"But if you are angry, why should you accept the kneeling and toast from their father and son?" An Shengji asked.

"It's all kinds, for example... just say one of them. Even if I don't ask specifically, look at so many Samsung products that Lee Seung-ki endorsed, you can guess who his father is with, and there are always some things he is afraid of."
To be continued...