Mr. Kim Dong-ho's trust in the organization has reached a certain level. After so many years, when other Koreans are waiting to retire and enjoy their happiness in their fifties, Mr. Kim can serve the organization as usual for more than ten years without paying... Tsk, this spirit, this awareness... Compare the Zheng In-ye who established a small treasury, the judgment is made immediately!

In fact, facing the organization's decision, the old man did show a high level of awareness. After a rough understanding of the situation, he immediately decided to retire before New Year's Day without saying a word! He also had no further comment on Professor Li Yongguan's takeover of his position, and was even willing to actively nominate the other party as the chairman. In this regard, Professor Li Yongguan and Director Li Cangdong who arrived later planned to hold a grand retirement ceremony for the old man on New Year's Day, and then all Korean filmmakers would come, and then repay the contributions made by the old man to the development of Korean films over the years... Well, in this case, many artists who are involved in the film industry will be worried. New Year's Day is a gathering of ceremonies, and I'm afraid I won't go to this ceremony. What should I do if I miss the award from any TV station?

The answer is cold! Whoever dares not go to the Directors Association will dare to write down his name in his small notebook.

In short, some things that are done easily when facing smart people are not allowed, unlike Zheng Inye's reluctance, Kim Dong-ho comes and goes quickly.

But...so! When the crowd watched the old man leave and still said hello to Baker, and smiled and touched the stupid dog's head, everyone felt a sense of distraction.

In fact, everyone knows in their hearts that after all, this person is so capable of letting go because he is 74 years old. He is not without his desire for success or failure, fame and fortune, but the aura in his chest has naturally disappeared 60% in front of fate. Now he chooses to give up his power to enjoy his life and enjoy his life. Is it really a failure?

Especially Lee Cangdong and Lee Yongguan, looking at the backs of their old opponents who still looked energetic after holding an umbrella, the pride that had just surged in their hearts immediately disappeared. Because, even if they finally drove this person away, when it comes to victory or defeat, they also had to work due to liver disease, and they were actually defeated by this old man! And they were defeated in a decent manner and irreversible!

"If you look at it like this, the old man is really cool!" Li Jae-bin smiled awkwardly. "If it's okay, I'll go back first. Everyone, see you again on New Year's Day?"

"That's it!" Li Cangdong nodded casually, approving the end of the coffee shop meeting.

"Zhong Ming, I'll go back first." Li Zaibin stood up and patted Kim Jong Ming on the shoulder. "I'm quite interested in the matters in China if I have the chance."

"Okay." Kim Jong-ming nodded indifferently.

In this way, Lee Jae-bin left first, and then as if the gate was opened, Han Zai-yi, Choi Xi-kui, Lee Byung-hun and others said goodbye. Then Lee Yong-kun also stood up and said that he was going to Busan to hand over and prepare for Kim Dong-ho's retirement ceremony, so he had to say goodbye first. Of course, the professor, who had always been very serious, thanked Kim Jong-ming seriously before leaving, and asked Kim Jong-ming to greet An Sung-ki on his behalf.

Among the three remaining people, Zheng Jinzhou seemed to have something to say to Kim Jong-ming, but looking at Li Cang-dong who was still moving, hesitating for a while and choosing to say goodbye, saying that he wanted to contact a media friend to whitewash Zheng In-ye.

So, in the huge cafe, only two real characters, Jin Zhongming and Li Cangdong, were soon left.

"Why aren't you leaving yet?" Li Cangdong seemed to want to chase someone out as soon as he spoke. "Don't you buy some cold medicine?"

"It's just a cold, it's a small matter for people of my age to bite a mosquito." Kim Jong-ming replied calmly, covering his nose. "Senior, you should have been the one who was the most impatient and wanted to leave, why are you sitting still? "

"I am just a writer's occupational illness. I think about what happened this afternoon, and then I feel sad that I don't want to leave." Speaking of this, Li Cangdong shook his head helplessly. "It's not like you, staying behind is a typical bad heart."

"Where do I have bad intentions?" Kim Jong-ming denied repeatedly. "Senior, he respects me so much!"

"Do you want to tell me that this guy Zheng Jin-zhou has defected to someone who is likely to become the next president, so he will continue to take charge of the film revitalization committee?" Li Cang-dong picked up the coffee cup and wanted to take a sip, but found it was already cold, so he had to put it back. "And I also want to remind me that our directors association has actually turned down Zheng In-ye away from the front door and refused to the wolf and the tiger in the back door. Then, you, Kim Jong-ming, had noticed it, and used your beautiful wrist to help us curb Zheng Jin-zhou... Is that what it means?"

Kim Jong-ming nodded naturally, without any surprise. Li Cang-dong could hear that his hint was taken for granted, otherwise he would not have cooperated with him to destroy the power of the always-off without blinking. At that time, the other party should have figured out everything.

"Ms. Park?" After thinking a little, Lee Cangdong gave a more correct answer.

"Why."

"It's her."

"Yes." Kim Jong-ming refused to comment.

"I hate these people very much." Li Cangdong sighed. "Before every election, I have to force the cultural community to take sides..."

"All South Korea has to take sides." Kim Jong-ming shook his head. "It's just that because our industry is naturally easy to play a greater role, it seems prominent... Seniors look at the three major TV stations, which is so intense!"

"Forget it... I won't talk about these things anymore." Li Cangdong shook his head impatiently, and then forced the topic to change the subject. "Does there be any gains in the trip to China?"

Jin Zhongming was a little stunned. He covered his nose and raised his head to look at the other person carefully, but he didn't see any results.

"Look at me?" Li Cangdong laughed. "Is there a flower on his face?"

"That's not." Kim Jong-ming put down his hand awkwardly. "I just don't understand why my senior asked this... You see, I have gained something there, but it's mainly business."

"Not necessarily?" Li Cangdong shook his head. "I think you have matured a lot this time."

"Where did you start?" Jin Zhongming asked with a dry smile.

"Start with your speech at Beijing Film Academy." Li Cangdong replied calmly. "I listened to the full text of your speech and could hear that... you have indeed grown a lot."

Kim Jong-ming was at a loss: "No...how did you hear my speech? I was in a classroom..."

"This is the 21st century." Lee Cangdong felt a little funny. "China is a neighbor of South Korea. In fact, for Korean filmmakers, Beijing is definitely the most familiar place abroad. I asked a professor friend of Beijing Film Academy to record the sound for me, it was that simple."

Jin Zhongming was speechless.

"Actually." Li Cangdong seemed to be interested. "I should be more familiar with the North Third Ring Road of the Capital City in China than you... Do you know, I have been to Beijing Film Academy a long time ago..."

"I know." Kim Jong-ming recalled a little about the things mentioned by the reception staff at the lunch table at the Beijing Film Academy. "You were visiting as a representative of the Korean cultural circle. It seemed that the Ministry of Culture and Foreign Affairs was dispatched together on the other side. Finally, he delivered a formal speech in the auditorium of Beijing Film Academy..."

"It's not that time." Li Cangdong shook his head. "Early... in 1993, I forgot about time. I passed by Beijing Film Academy once."

"What then?" Jin Zhongming didn't understand the meaning.

"At that time, I was obsessed with Mr. Lu Xun's articles." Li Cangdong gave an explanation that made Jin Zhongming speechless. "I always thought of going to China to take a look, then carrying a bag and then went there. After that, I naturally passed by Beijing Film Academy...and then I especially wanted to quit my position as a teacher and open a restaurant on the North Third Ring Road of the Beijing City..."

"Is there any special meaning of opening a restaurant?" Kim Jong-ming was unaware of it.

"No." Li Cangdong shook his head. "I just wanted to find a place near Beijing Film Academy and write a novel about students and teachers in Haidian..."

Jin Zhongming was even more speechless.

"But... it's a pity." Li Cangdong sighed. "One of the time, it's really hard for a foreigner in China to open a restaurant. Secondly, South Korea is indeed in a bright future, and my novels are becoming more and more popular... So, in the end, I was so overwhelmed by others and then returned to the so-called correct path of life... However, that impulse was the most proud thing in my life, and it was also a very beautiful memory of China, and it was my initial impression of the Beijing Film Academy."

"Are you trying to tell me, 'The most rare thing is not writing poetry, but lacking a heart to write poetry'?" Jin Zhongming quoted the other party's famous quote in "Poetry".

"Yes." Li Cangdong nodded calmly. "That's what I mean. The most rare thing is not to discover beauty, but to lack a heart that pays attention to life. Moreover, although we have many beautiful things, as time continues to move forward, all kinds of beautiful things are constantly disappearing. Facing this situation, most people don't know what to do, and they can only be carried back to the so-called correct path like me at that time... People should not forget the reality, but they should not let beautiful things disappear in vain..."

"Since that's the case," Kim Jong-ming interrupted the other party's poetic and picturesque mood with some rudeness. "Then why do you still cooperate with me to pursue my own?"

"First of all." Li Cangdong was not angry about this verbal offense. "Even if I don't cooperate, I can't stop you... You probably haven't noticed that the situation is now that you have achieved success and no one is willing to stop you. As long as you hold your own heart and don't let your inner self overturn, then things will almost come naturally in the future."

Jin Zhongming refused to comment.

"Secondly." Lee Cang-dong continued to say in that peaceful tone. "You are too young, so the beautiful things on you are the one with the most people around me. Seeing Mr. Jin Dong-ho leave so freely... I did feel some inappropriate feelings again... so don't care."

After saying that, Lee Cangdong put on his coat that he had taken off at some time and left as casually as Kim Donghao.

"Fuck!" Jin Zhongming cursed in his heart, everyone was like a paranormal, I was the only villain? Why didn't I see your literary style when I was blackened by Jin Donghao just now?

However, having said that, put aside the contempt for the other party's deep literary and teenager, Kim Jong-ming was still very grateful for the other party's heartfelt comments. Even if this literary and teenager is meaningless, it is still good to inexplicably gain a person's kindness. Especially the owner of this kindness is still the top figure in the Korean film industry.

After sitting for a while, Kim Jong-ming stood up with his nose covering his nose, and he had to leave.

"Mr. Kim Jong-ming... Baker is here." A waitress quickly led the dog over.

"Why did you put it in?" Kim Jong-ming quickly smiled. "Didn't you make a mess in the store?"

"No." The waiter explained with a smile. "Baker is very well-behaved. He has been squatting next to the heating, like a cat... and it is snowing outside, so we are afraid it will freeze..."

Jin Zhongming looked outside blankly when he heard this. Sure enough, from when, the rain outside slowly turned into flying snowflakes. Although the ground still melted due to water accumulation, looking at the posture in the sky, it was probably another white Christmas.

"Is Christmas? Winter is coming!" Kim Jong-ming suddenly felt a sense of urgency. "It's time to film after New Year's Day, but I still have too many things to deal with and arrange, and I'm not waiting for it!"

With this idea in mind, Kim Jong-ming quickly checked out and left after meeting the request of several waiters for a photo... However, when his steps stepped onto the road outside, with a cold wind blowing, Li Cangdong's previous words made his mind buoy again.

"People should not forget reality, but they should not let beautiful things disappear in vain..."

Some words can touch people's hearts so immediately. After stepping on the "water accumulation" under his feet, Jin Zhongming realized that the so-called water accumulation had been frozen and hard by the low temperature and wind, and it was not as muddy and unbearable as imagined. Baker, who warmed his body in the cafe, became even more active. It stuck out his tongue to lick the snowflakes falling on his body, and then jumped around the frozen ground like a joy...

Jin Zhongming looked around, sniffed, and then took out his cell phone: "Youbo-Taiyou... Ermao, ask Chulong and Maomao if they come out for dinner... Baker, I'm holding... Don't you know? It's snowing... Oh, that's right, the literary youth is offending, do you have any objections?"

ps: There is also a book friend group 457160898, everyone add it. I just returned to Beijing, and the previous week's events were really hard to describe... In the headache... I was a very reluctant chapter... I apologized.
Chapter completed!