The underground structure of Seoul, with the initiative of the Jinmen group to shrink its own sphere of influence, all forces have begun to relax their vigilance.

But the real players in this game are tacitly aware, because it is just the calm before the storm, and soon there will be another storm.

With the continuous expansion of jiulongcang, the land of Seoul is trampling on, and the pattern of the underground world gradually opens the curtain.

"....

the next day, at 8:35 a.m., KBS headquarters conference room 1.

Zhao Yizhen is sitting on the top of the table, her fingers are beating on the table. She seems to be thinking about something in her heart.

And at the same time, sitting at the back of Zhang Xiaofan also entangled in the heart of what.

After all, the last time I came to the canteen of KBS headquarters, the three fresh dumplings were cut off by the woman.

Today, do you want to buy one more meal voucher?

Alas...

after thinking about this, Zhang Xiaofan felt a burst of frustration.

Although he owns all the industries in jiulongcang, it is not easy to be the boss.

Let's not talk about the daily expenses of jiulongcang for the moment. Let's just say that in the last battle with Jinmen group, most of the money just earned was used to comfort those brothers who were killed or injured in jiulongcang.

If you look at the calendar again, it seems that we are one day closer to payday.

It's so special. I have to raise nearly 1000 people all of a sudden. It's really hard for me.

Thinking of many headache things in jiulongcang, Zhang Xiaofan has been depressed since he first came to KSB in the early morning.

However, Zhao Yizhen, who is also in the first place, is also gloomy.

Yesterday, because Li Zhien threw off her jacket on the stage of the music bank, she had to write a review to her superior leaders.

In addition, her attention unconsciously fell on Zhang Xiaofan at the end. She noticed that he was still wandering in the sky. She sighed helplessly under her heart and whispered.

"The new man is hopeless, just carry it away..."

originally, Zhao Yizhen wanted to knock Zhang Xiaofan again. However, after this meeting, Zhang Xiaofan will be officially kicked from the music bank to Luo Junmo PD of the two-day and one night production group of the variety show Bureau.

After thinking of this, Zhao Yizhen simply didn't care about Zhang Xiaofan and let him live and die.

"Well, that's all for today's morning meeting

With this in mind, Zhao Yizhen rubbed her temple and made a gesture to stand up and leave. But at this time, the glass door of the conference room was pushed open from the outside.

Just then, yesterday, the room chief Kim stepped in again.

"I've prepared breakfast for you. It's on the dining car outside the door. I can take it by myself."

Mr. Jin first said hello to all the people in the conference room, then put a breakfast separately prepared in front of Zhao Yizhen, and said, "good morning, Zhao PD (producer)"

Looking at Jin Shi Chang who appeared in front of him again, Zhao Yizhen rubbed his temple and perfunctorily said.

"Mr. Kim, did you come by yourself?"

"What about President Gao? Why doesn't she come here? "

After hearing Zhao Yizhen mention Gao Yangmei, the smile on Mr. Jin's face became more and more cramped. He could only explain in embarrassment: "what, President Gao is still on a business trip abroad and hasn't come back."

"Tell me, which country is she on business in?"

After hearing this, Zhao Yizhen was more sincere.

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