Rebirth entertainment torrent

Chapter 729
When the reporters surrounded the arrival hall of the airport with long guns and short cannons, a Boeing airliner had already flown over the capital. Half of the passengers on this plane were "Korean sightseeing groups". Many of them were visiting China for the first time. They all looked down through the porthole curiously, and let out a few exclamations from time to time.

"There are so many tall buildings in Huaxia!"

"This is the capital of China, isn't it normal to be prosperous at all!"

"But the tall buildings here are really dense!"

"Wow! Look at that airport! My God! Is that the airport where we are going to land later!"

"This airport looks as big as half of Seoul!"

"What's the use of a big place? Could it be more prosperous than our Seoul!"

A disdainful voice stopped the amazement of these country bumpkins. It was none other than the most experienced person who came to China to "study" this time, the famous Korean director Park Hyun-kyung.

Park Hyun-kyung is in his early thirties, and like Fat Brother, he is also a hot cash cow in the eyes of Korean capitalists, but he is much more diligent than Fat Brother, and his background is also not comparable to Fat Brother's Pengcheng Welfare Institute. He has won all the awards of domestic TV dramas, and from his tone, he knows that he has no good intentions in coming here.

Needless to say, the other juniors on the plane, after all, South Korea is a country with a strict hierarchy, and the achievements of others of his generation are not as good as his, so when he yelled, the other people on the plane basically stopped talking and started whispering instead. .

Jin Wenhao, who was sitting in front, also heard what Park Xianjing said, but he just snorted coldly. In Huaxia's words, he is a frog in a well. I really look forward to seeing Park Xianjing's face that has never seen the world!

At this time, the Beijing International Airport has also been properly arranged, and many students of the Film and Television Academy are holding banners, looking very happy, but the banners are written in Chinese characters.

Not far away is Fat Brother and his party. As the ground guide of this "tour group", he is still going to be there, but this guy doesn't only know what to think, he is surrounded by acquaintances and wears big sunglasses.

The security guards at the airport were also on guard all around, but judging by the way they stared at the exit, they didn't know whether to prevent the crowd from rushing in, or to prevent the sticks inside from rushing out of the airport.

"Out!"

The crowd didn't know who yelled, and the fat brother and others who were chatting hurriedly looked at the exit.

The first thing that appeared was Jin Wenhao's melon-like face. When he saw the fat man, he immediately walked up to him, smiling so hard that his eyes narrowed: "Hello, boss!"

In the past, Jin Wenhao was the director of Zhou, and sometimes he even called him by his full name. Since he knew that he and Li Bingchang were "brothers who worshiped", he began to call him "boss", and he called him "boss". willingly.

This well-spoken "boss" stunned the people around him, and the fat brother saw Shizhang and others with surprised expressions and quickly explained: "Xiaojin is more enthusiastic!"

Xiao Jin?

This big face plate seems to be forty, right?
"Here they come, they come."

The fat man still looked suspicious when he saw a few people, so the fat man quickly pointed at the sticks who came out behind Jin Wenhao and forcibly changed the subject.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were successfully diverted, the fat brother quietly stepped back a few steps, and kept waving to the reporters outside, signaling that it was time for them to go!
Wen Shizhang, who was standing with his hands up and watching the excitement, was suddenly pushed from behind. Several people were standing in a row, but now Wen Shizhang was standing alone at the front.

Park Xianjing, who was walking in front of Bangzi, suddenly lost his confusion, and walked straight towards Wen Shizhang with a ghostly smile on his face.

Jin Wenhao, who had been greeted beforehand, quickly introduced him enthusiastically: "This is Mr. Wen Shizhang, the president of the Huaxia Film and Television Actors Association. He used to be a very popular star in China. Now he is retreating behind the scenes and continues to contribute to China's entertainment industry. President Wen, this is director Park Hyun-kyung, he is..."

Park Xianjing ignored the smiling Wen Shizhang's outstretched hand, stared at his old face rudely for a long time and said, "Didn't you say that Zhou is coming, why is such an old man here?"

Jin Wenhao was like being struck by the nine-day black lightning, he was stupid and didn't know how to translate, but he didn't know that Park Xianjing even brought his own translator, and that stupid translator actually translated Park Xianjing's words intact past.

It's over! It's over!

Jin Wenhao quickly cast a look of help to the fat brother hiding behind Wen Shizhang, but Wen Shizhang remained calm and replied with a smile on his face: "If Director Zhou knows that he has such a person overseas If you are a heavyweight fan, you will be very happy."

Young people are young people, how can Wen Shizhang, an old fox, hold his breath, his face immediately collapsed when he was provoked by Chairman Wen. The microphone also blocked his surroundings tightly. Seeing that it was a reporter, Park Xianjing suppressed his anger again.

"Welcome friends from the literary and art circles from South Korea. May I ask what is the purpose of your visit to China this time?"

The reporter asked quickly.

Jin Wenhao saw that Park Xianjing was still "struggling" with the microphone, and quickly grabbed a microphone and said in blunt Mandarin: "We are here this time to learn more about your country's culture and the advanced concepts and concepts of your country's film and television drama industry. knowledgeable."

Park Xianjing couldn't understand Mandarin, so he didn't know what Jin Wenhao was talking nonsense, but he understood his translation. The translator's eyes widened and he didn't know whether to translate truthfully. Seeing that Park Xianjing was still busy, I thought I'd talk about it later.

"Then how did you arrange your itinerary this time?"

another reporter asked.

"We hope to study in schools in your country and discuss with students. We think this way will definitely be rewarding!"

Speaking of which, Jin Wenhao also clenched his fist with twenty feet, expressing that he was full of confidence in this.

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"The last question, I would like to ask what is the relationship between you and the director Park Hyun-kyung who led the team here?"

"Oh, I'm director Park Hyun-kyung's assistant, we've known each other for many years."

Speaking of the second half of the sentence, Jin Wenhao is not false at all. He has known Park Hyun-kyung for many years. He has been an audience since Park Hyun-kyung's first work.

The reporters came and went in a hurry, and Park Hyun-kyung, who came back to his senses, straightened his hairstyle that was messed up by the microphone, and was about to ask the translator what Jin Wenhao said just now, Jin Wenhao enthusiastically broke Park Hyun-kyung Come over, point to the banners pulled by the students not far away, and say, "Director Park, you can see how enthusiastic they are, and they are all warmly welcoming us, aren't they, Translator Liu?"

Seeing Park Xianjing looking at him, the portable translator hurriedly said: "What Assistant Jin said is that the banners are all about welcoming us."

After being interrupted like this, Park Xianjing looked a little better, thinking that these Chinese people are polite, but when did this old boy Jin Wenhao become Assistant Jin?
"Director Park, it is said that these fans who pull up the banners are all students. I think we can go to various schools to teach them a lesson at the first stop. A little bit of teaching is enough to let these children know how powerful the Republic of Korea is. It's here!"

Seeing this, Jin Wenhao quickly suggested.

"Ah."

Park Xianjing nodded seriously, thinking that Jin Wenhao's suggestion was quite good.

Jin Wenhao, who had successfully retired, wiped off his sweat, and handed over this arrogant and difficult master to Wen Shizhang, while he quietly approached the fat brother wearing big sunglasses and asked, "Boss, do you want me to deal with you?" Take away the passports of these people? Make sure they can't leave even if they want to!"

Seeing Jin Wenhao's ruthless face, Wei Wenhua, Peng Ruijin and others beside him were shocked.

Fat Brother also had a strange look on his face and said, "Brother, were you a snakehead before?"

(End of this chapter)