The rise of Korean entertainment.

Chapter 88 My Name is Zheng

After inquiring for a long time, I found the best restaurant in a corner on the second floor. As expected, it is a newly built building. The restaurant is not as big as usual, and it is estimated that it can accommodate nearly 100 people to eat at the same time.

Because Li Menglong arrived just around 10 o'clock, it was a time when he was neither embarrassed nor embarrassed, so he had no choice but to walk to the small supermarket on the side and bought two packs of ramen, as well as a few packs of ham, cheese and so on.

Another 3000 yuan was paid in the canteen, even boiled with eggs, a special service provided by the canteen, and Li Menglong also specifically told the noodles not to cook for too long.

After looking around, I saw an acquaintance in the distance. Of course, it was limited to meeting one time. Then I learned from the master that she also wanted to eat instant noodles, so Li Menglong gave him his ham and cheese. the other half.

I took over the red ramen noodles, which were covered with golden cheese. I took a sip of the soup, and then stirred up the sticky cheese and served it with the ramen.

The ramen sold in the supermarket was still a bit spicy. Li Menglong was about to buy a bottle of water, but a bottle was smashed down on the table. He looked up blankly and saw the girl sipping water on the opposite side.

"Thank you!"

"It's okay, didn't you add cheese and ham to me first? By the way, you are my fan?" she asked uncertainly.Although the stars are all high above, as working partners, people from the same company, makeup artists, and agents seldom admire their fans.

To put it simply, the more you see in private, the less the so-called mystery and freshness.

"We met once. Last time we were in Busan, you came over when I quarreled with Zheng Xiuyan." Li Menglong reminded the other party with a smile.

The girl's eyes lit up instantly, trotted and brought her ramen to Li Menglong's side, and then gossip and asked about the day's affairs, Li Menglong also chatted casually while eating ramen.

"Euni? Oh yes, you're only a little older than Xiaoxian, right?" Li Menglong asked actively when he heard the other party's address to Zheng Xiuyan.

"Xu Xian Erni? Do you still know her? Do you have anything to do with Girls' Generation?"

"Xiao Xian is also your Ernie? Isn't she a busy person?" Li Menglong was also a little confused: "How old are you, Yuner?"

Zheng Xiujing pouted her lips at this moment, although this kind of mistake has not been acknowledged once or twice, but she will still be a little depressed. Does she not look like Zheng Xiuyan's sister?
"Please, I'm her sister Zheng Xiujing!"

"Yun'er's younger sister? But isn't her name Lin Yun'er? Why are you being Zheng, half-brother?" Li Menglong guessed openly.

"I'm your sister!" Xiao Jing wanted to complain about the other party, but looking at the other party's age, she was afraid that the company's top management would suppress her, but a cold voice came from behind.

"She's my sister, dear! Is there anything wrong with the surname Zheng?" Zheng Xiuyan sat down with her arms around her sister's shoulders, while looking directly at Li Menglong.

Her first impression of Li Menglong was undoubtedly very bad, but she saved her first, and then saved Kim Taeyeon on the stage, so the account was confused.

"Uh, your own sister? I'm sorry, she really looks too much like Yun'er. I haven't seen Yuner very much. Please forgive me!" Zheng Xiuyan spoke up, and it was the right way to admit counsel quickly.

When Xiaojing saw her sister come over, she took the initiative to ask what was going on, but she seldom came to the company.Zheng Xiuyan turned her head away from Li Menglong, who was looking at ramen and said, "Come and talk to the company about my private development. I want to spare some time to develop my own brand!"

"Hey, didn't my mother scold you, I won't help you when you go back!" Xiao Jing had just debuted, and she didn't know enough about this matter.

However, in Li Menglong's ears, this problem was a bit serious. After thinking about the relationship between their girls, Li Menglong decided to simply give some opinions of himself. I'm afraid people said it in front of him.

"If your private brand is profitable, how will you share the money with the company?" Li Menglong brushed past all appearances and pointed to the core of the problem.

"My sister's own brand doesn't use the company's money, so why share it? It uses a little of the company's resources at most, but one achievement is enough." Xiaojing couldn't wait to answer Li Menglong's question.

Seeing that Zheng Xiuyan was also nodding, Li Menglong took a sip of water and rinsed his mouth: "Simply put, you think you are using your personal time and money to work. But from the company's point of view, I would rather arrange a personal itinerary for you, at least this way. They can still make some money."

I have to say that although Li Menglong and Park Xiangmin don't meet many times, they know him well enough: "In short, if you have to do it, choose to cooperate with the public so that they can see the opportunity to make money from you. As for the opportunity to make money from you. You go it alone, strongly not recommended."

It's been a while since Li Menglong left, and when Xiaojing saw her sister was still thinking, she couldn't help but be a little worried: "Don't listen to that person's nonsense, the person who can make mistakes between me and Yuner Oni, it's very obvious at first glance. Confused."

"You ask someone who doesn't know our relationship to choose one person to be your sister, and nine and a half out of ten people will choose Yun'er to be your sister." After finishing speaking, he grabbed his sister's face unwillingly: "How can you So similar to her, I doubt whether you are my sister or not?"

Send my sister back to the practice room, they are about to release a new album recently, they are practicing hard, and she should not let Xiaojing take too much on her own affairs.

Although she felt that Li Menglong's statement made some sense, she still felt that Li Menglong had ignored the influence of Girls' Generation. At the same time, she was a veteran trainee who had practiced in ** for seven years. It can be said that she had a very deep relationship with **.

So the more she thought about it, the more confident she went to Park Xiangmin's office, but when she was about to knock on the door, she found two people inside who were tit-for-tat through the crack of the door.

"I won't talk about the extras. I found an itinerary for sunny, and I didn't need your help throughout the whole process. You are still not satisfied with the [-]% share? Are you picking up the money for nothing?" Li Menglong said angrily while slapping the contract.

"It's not what you said, the marketing department has their own considerations." Park Xiangmin slumped in the back of the chair, not excited but said plainly.

"Then what is the so-called marketing department arranged for sunny to follow her status in a reasonable itinerary?" Li Menglong asked bitterly.

"The initial plan is a musical, just..."

"I won't ask who is playing together. Eighty percent of them are newcomers within you. I just want to say that this suitable schedule is good for sunny?"

"You probably don't know much about musicals..."

"I know much more than you think. In fact, the two of us are the same kind of people, and we attach great importance to money and fame." Li Menglong put away his emotions and faced Park Xiangmin with an indifferent attitude.

Seeing Li Menglong's expression, Park Xiangmin knew that he had met a type of person who was very difficult to get along with.He himself did the same, so he stopped pretending and wiped his glasses calmly: "This trip is divided into half by the company, and a makeup artist and a stylist will follow."

"What makeup artist can be worth 250w a day?"

"Everyone is understanding, so I won't explain more. You can only blame you for signing too many contracts this time. If a company of several million won't have the heart to make such a draw."

Li Menglong leaned on the sofa again, picked up the white water and took a sip. The two people in the room sat quietly with each other, waiting for one of them to speak first. The air pressure in the room was extremely low.

(End of this chapter)