The Rise of the Peninsula

Chapter 130 0108 – Visiting JYP
At the beginning of March 20015, the coastal areas in the south were warm and cold, but in Seoul in the north, the footsteps of spring had begun to come to an end.

In the streets and alleys, many adolescent girls put on short-sleeved, hot pants, and denim skirts that show their charm. With the high temperature of nearly 30 degrees at noon, it makes people feel like a youthful heat wave is coming.

This kind of scene is most common in the most prosperous Gangnam District in Seoul. Outside the gate of the rather old building at 123-50 JYP Center, Cheongdam-dong, Gangnam District, there are many young or enchanting girls, mostly girls in school uniforms. Wandering gathered there.

Tens of meters away, Park Shangyuan, who just got off the SUV, looked at a group of girls who were lingering over there from a distance, and saw that every time they found someone who wanted to join the company, they screamed and surrounded them, wanting to see if it was right. My idol couldn't help shaking his head:

"It's crazy!"

Early this morning, Park Shangyuan came to jyp with Dianwei.

On the one hand, I want to see how divine this jyp, which is called the three major clubs in the entertainment circle, is.

On the other hand, it is natural to investigate the disappearance case. Since yesterday, he has collected a lot of information.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but Park Sang-won didn't step forward. He didn't pay much attention to the entertainment circle at first, and even felt that some people were mentally retarded after chasing someone.

But because of Yoona, he has been supplementing information about the entertainment industry recently.

He has always paid more attention to the entertainment industry. The only popular group in jyp company, 2pm, he naturally knows the name. When mentioning them, everyone's first impression is the number one fan group and the crazy fans.

At this time, those girls waiting outside the company's gate are probably their fans. If they go there rashly, they might be dragged into something by the group of girls who are excited when they see a handsome guy.

Just now he saw a handsome boy who was blocked by them at the door, brushed against each other, touched and pinched with a small hand, the boy was so embarrassed that he didn't know where to put his hand.

It's also funny that a prosecutor is afraid of these things.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed a number. It didn't take long for someone on the other side to connect. It was a tired middle-aged voice: "Hello, are you here? Where are you?"

"I'm Park Sang-won, a fourth-level prosecutor from the Public Prosecutor's Department of Eastern Seoul. The door is blocked by fans and I can't get in."

"Oh... so, you go to the back door. There are fewer people there. I'll wait for you there."

"OK, all right."

Hanging up the phone, Pu Shangyuan took out his hat from his pocket and put it on, and put it on for Dian Wei, not for anything else but because of the recent turmoil. Only two days have passed since the incident about him, so he went out and put on his hat. Masks and hats are also mandatory.

Pu Shangyuan is also funny, it's nothing for Pu Shangyuan to wear a hat, the main reason is that this guy Dianwei wears a hat, and this hat can't cover his head at all.

His head is really too big, especially with a height of more than two meters, which made the crazy fans around him look sideways. Park Shangyuan wondered if he would be torn apart if he was to be surrounded by these fans, which is also funny.

A dignified prosecutor would be afraid of these crazy fans.

Park Shangyuan put on his hat and returned to the appearance of an ordinary boy, put his hands in his trouser pockets and wandered leisurely towards the back door.

Compared to the front door, jyp's back door is even worse. It hasn't been painted for a long time. The walls are mottled and cracked, with many messy graffiti painted on it. At first glance, it looks like the entrance of a public toilet.

It could also be company culture.

Park Sang-won comforted himself like this.

However, compared with such a sloppy appearance, it is obvious that its interior is the focus of people's more attention. There are also many people wandering around the back door, most of them holding mobile phones, cameras and other shooting equipment, staring at the dark place without blinking. Mendong didn't even have any interest in paying attention to Park Sang-won's arrival.

"Are these illegitimate meals?"

Park Sang-won thought, South Korea does not have paparazzi, but there is a special fan group that is more terrifying than paparazzi. People call them illegitimate fans. As the name suggests, they are fans who like to follow and secretly take pictures of idols' private lives.

For this kind of fans, idols are not beating or scolding them. Many people can only turn a blind eye and close their eyes, as if they do not exist. Such an attitude naturally makes them even more rampant.

But these are none of his business, Park Shangyuan has already seen a middle-aged man in a suit leaning out half of his body at the back door, waving to this side, so he trotted over.

A female fan who was a little excited because she saw a figure appeared at the back door, but found out that it was an uncle, squatted down again. Seeing the figures of Park Shangyuan and Dian Wei running towards the back door, she subconsciously raised her camera to take a picture, and then asked suspiciously Scratching his head, he looked at his companion next to him: "Is that an artist too?"

"I don't know, don't care, I only chase Brother Youtian."

The female fan called up the photo in the camera, it was the profile of Park Sang-won running, the raised head revealed the delicate outline, the female fan exclaimed: "Wow, so handsome..."

Her companion next to her glanced at her, and hummed disdainfully, "Tch, how handsome can be from one side, nympho!"

"You are the nympho, can't you like handsome guys?"

"It's only good if you like Brother Youtian!"

……

Park Sang-won, who trotted into the back door, of course didn't know the conversation outside. In his opinion, these crazy fans are completely idle. Could it be possible to make money by taking this photo?
If it is true that this kind of thing can be eaten as a meal?Maybe without this star, he doesn't understand the meaning of these crazy fans.

Park Do Hyuk is the director of the company, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, a middle-aged man with a refined demeanor.

Seeing Park Sang-won looking as if he is facing a big enemy, it is reasonable to say that the main entrance can also be entered, but if someone photographs a prosecutor and an investigator entering through the main entrance, I don’t know what will be spread by those gossip media look.

Don't underestimate these gossip media. They spread it ten times and spread it hundreds of times. A news that was originally quite normal may cause trouble after their exaggeration.

Park Do Hyuk has long lost his natural composure. Although his appearance is still meticulously groomed, the drooping bags under the eyes, the obvious dark circles, and the unconcealed depression between his brows all show that he is troubled by troubles. Even the moment he saw Park Sang Won, he forced himself to smile.

"Is it like this every day here?"

Realizing that Park Do Hyuk may not have slept well last night because of his arrival, Park Sang Won tactfully did not ask, but only half-jokingly pointed to the outside and asked.

Park Do Hyuk smiled, "It's almost like a girl in her teens, when she is the most impulsive, she doesn't care about anything in order to chase her idol."

"Mr. Park, please come in."

(End of this chapter)