Rebirth 96: Begin the life of a monster from kindergarten

South Korea, SBS TV station.

A Mediterranean man was sitting leisurely in the office, concentrating on reading a fashion magazine.

The magazine had not been turned for more than ten minutes, and the page that was revealed was a fashion photo of the popular actress Song Hye Kyo.

In the photo, the Mediterranean man's fingers were constantly rubbing on it, and he made surprised sounds from time to time. It was not until there was a knock on the office door that he quickly sat up straight, closed the magazine and threw it into the drawer.

He pulled at his pants, coughed twice to clear his throat, and shouted, "Come in!"

Then, the office door opened, and a female subordinate walked in with a document and closed the door.

"President, I'm here to get your signature!"

Hearing the soft voice of his female subordinate, the Mediterranean man suddenly became energetic again. After the female subordinate leaned beside his chair and put down the documents, his hand skillfully placed on her raised buttocks.

The female subordinate was not annoyed, and said coquettishly: "Boss, please sign it quickly!"

"I'm signing right now!" Mediterranean laughed, picked up a pen with one hand to sign the document, and continued to rub the soft flesh with the other hand.

Just as he was about to ask the female subordinate to squat down, the office door was suddenly pushed open with a bang, and a young man ran in in a panic, shouting, "President, President, something bad has happened, something terrible has happened!"

The Mediterranean man quickly retracted his hand, then watched his female subordinate pull her skirt, pick up the documents on the table, and leave the office with a "click".

As he heard the office door close, the Mediterranean man's anger subsided and his rage ignited.

He picked up the pen on the table and threw it at the young man. It hit the young man's chest and fell to the ground with a "pa".

"Why are you in such a hurry? Don't you know how to knock on the door? Get out, knock on the door and come in again!"

The young man quickly bowed and apologized, then retreated respectfully and closed the door again.

“Boom boom boom~ boom boom boom…”

After knocking on the door several times, an indistinct "Come in" was finally heard from the office. The young man took a breath, cheered himself up, opened the door and walked in again.

He came to the Mediterranean man's desk and said, "President, just now..."

Mediterranean interrupted him and said angrily: "Didn't you see the pen on the ground? Pick it up!"

The young man stopped abruptly, quickly picked up the pen on the ground, and respectfully put it back on the desk in front of him, and then he said again: "President, Huaxia Dreamweaver Culture called and accused our "Running Man" of plagiarizing their variety show, and asked us to send someone to Huaxia to discuss the copyright issue!"

The Mediterranean man was stunned for a moment, then said to the young man dissatisfiedly: "Such a small matter makes you so panicked? "Running Man" is our original variety show. Although it was inspired by "Running Man", it has far surpassed "Running Man" in terms of creativity and gameplay. They are basically two different variety shows. What copyright can be discussed? Don't bother!"

The young man hesitated. There were also discussions among the TV station's internal employees about whether "Running Man" was plagiarized, but the leaders claimed that the program was original, so everyone pretended to be deaf and dumb, thinking it was better to mind one's own business.

However, the attitude of the people from DreamWeaver Culture on the phone was very tough.

After taking a deep breath, the young man continued, "But they said they would give us two days. If we don't give a clear answer within two days, we will bear the consequences!"

"Haha, the Chinese love to bluff. I want to see what consequences I will have to bear in the next two days!"

Mediterranean curled his lips, glanced at the young man and said, "Get out of here, and ask Agent Jin to come over. There are still a few places in the document that need to be revised!"

Seeing that Mediterranean did not take the warning from Dreamweaver Culture seriously, the young man said no more and turned to leave the office.

Hai Di took a deep breath, and felt a burning anger in his heart. It was not until the woman who had just signed pushed the door open again that Hai Di felt better.

The fire is too big, we need to put it out properly, hehehe!
……

"Put out the fire, put out the fire!"

Zhang Yixing motioned for Chen Fei to sit down and eat, and pointed at Chen Beibei who was sitting next to him and said, "Look, why are you getting angry in front of a child?"

Chen Beibei happily ate the braised pork and agreed, "That's right, Mom, why are you so angry? Brother Yihang invited you to dinner and even cooked for you himself, so why are you still angry?"

Chen Fei glared at her son, sat back in her seat, and said angrily: "Eat your meal. Mommy cooks for you all the time. Why do you think your brother's meals taste better?"

"Hehe, the food cooked by Brother Yixing is just delicious!" Chen Beibei responded without giving any face.

"You, I raised you in vain!" Chen Fei was immediately deflated and took a sip of red wine to suppress the anger in her heart.

Zhang Yixing picked up the red wine on the table and filled Chen Fei's glass, comforting her: "Don't be angry, a smile makes you look ten years younger!"

Chen Fei snorted and said, "Can you blame me for being angry? Others are thankful if they can produce one variety show a year, not to mention phenomenal variety shows like "The Voice of China" and "Running Man"!
You are so good, doing variety shows is like eating and drinking water. The variety shows in the past were busy enough, and this year you came up with a "Poetry Competition". A few days before the broadcast, I didn't sleep well for a week. I finally sorted it out, and now you are tinkering with "China in Classics"? It seems that you really want to squeeze the juice out of me, right! "

What is this? Squeezing juice out of people! How evil! Pah! Do you know how to use words!
Zhang Yixing complained in his heart, blaming the Internet culture of later generations for causing people's thinking to decline.

Seeing Chen Fei gulping down a glass of red wine and reaching for the red wine bottle, he quickly moved the red wine away and said to her: "Okay, okay, just drink a few glasses, drink less and eat more!"

Listening to Zhang Yihang's rambling, Chen Fei glanced at him and exhaled, "I can still drink well now!"

"Then drink less, especially outside! With the influence of Dreamweaver Culture, when you discuss cooperation with others, even if you drink water, others have to accompany you, so don't show off your alcohol tolerance."

After saying that, Zhang Yixing picked up the teapot and shook it. It sounded like there was no water in it, so he stood up with the teapot to add water.

Watching Zhang Yixing leave his seat, Chen Fei tilted her head to look at his back and couldn't help but smile. She reached out and moved the wine glass in front of her to the side.

Chen Beibei picked up a piece of meat and put it in Chen Fei's bowl, muttering: "Mom, you look so beautiful when you smile. You should be less angry in the future. You nag me when you are angry!"

Chen Fei was happy to hear the previous words, but the last sentence made her dissatisfied.

She picked up the meat from the bowl and put it in her son's bowl, glared at him and said, "Eat your meal well. If you listen to me, I won't nag you!"

"I'm eating right now!" Chen Beibei smacked her lips, looking at the few pieces of meat left on the plate, and immediately sighed, "It's delicious, better than anything in a restaurant! I wish Yixing was my dad, so he could cook for me every day!"

Chen Fei was stunned and almost wanted to stand up and slap her son, but when she looked up, she saw Zhang Yixing coming in with a teapot, so she had to let her son escape.

Zhang Yixing put the teapot on the table and saw Chen Fei's red face. He was surprised and asked, "Huh? Did you drink again? You're drunk. Why is your face so red?"

"No!" Chen Fei covered her cheek and rolled her eyes, pointing at the plate on the table and said, "Beibei likes this braised pork, make another serving and I'll calm down!"

"Hey, if you had told me earlier, I would have cooked a pot and let Beibei have his fill!"

Seeing Zhang Yixing running into the kitchen happily, Chen Fei couldn't help but smile again.

Sometimes I really envy Xiaomai’s good luck!

But looking at his son next to him, his life is not bad at all. Only when people are content can they be happy! (End of this chapter)