S-Classes Are Obsessed With Me - S-Classes Are Obsessed With Me chapter 90

I thought while being hugged by the CP of the Culture Bureau.

What did this gentleman say now?

Embarrassed, I pointed out CP’s mistake.

“You haven’t even confirmed the plan yet.”

I was just about to show you.

“Do you really need to check and shout ok!”

CP patted me on the back with a roaring laugh.

It’s not a joke to sell inappropriately for your age. He sighed and smiled along.

Where has my sense of achievement gone?

He calmed down his complicated feelings and unfolded a plan. First of all, apart from the positive response from the CP’s in the culture department, we have to plan a specific filming project.

There were many things to discuss.

Of course, I never imagined that I would reject a subject like this. What I was worried about was that.

A few conditions have to be put in.

I’m sitting at the negotiating table now.

We have to raise the stake as much as possible and turn it in a direction that is helpful to our guild.

For someone who started broadcasting station life when I entered kindergarten.

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My stomach hurts.

He licked his dry lips and said.

“What Bastard wants is not a historical call to reveal the truth inside the gate. We want to go in the direction of protecting the image of S-class hunter Lee Ji-ah and the Bastard Guild.”

“Well.”

CP’s face becomes a bit vague.

He continued talking without stopping.

“In other words, we have to prioritize topicality, so it’s only toward increasing interest and ratings… … .”

A deep smile hangs on CP’s lips. he cried out in a loud voice.

“Oh, I like it. good!!”

huh?

Ah, the ratings.

The PDs said they were thrilled with the ratings, so I guess they really liked what they just said.

“There is a person on the Survival Alone team named Sujeong Choi. When we were filming the inside of the gate, we got cooperation, and under that condition, we decided to put him in the main artist.”

“Artist writer?”

CP’s smile deepens. He got excited and slammed the desk.

“Hey, that’s good! I’m going to do a good broadcast provocatively.”

Is this shit really good?

From the PD’s point of view, there must already be one writer who is a good fit for them.

However, it was an entertainment country that was not rolled out in a liberal arts country.

It also asks for a fourth-year assistant writer to be inserted as the main writer.

Of course, I thought I’d hit a big bump here.

If it was just me and Lee Ji-ah at the gate, this project could not even start. Choi’s help at the end was great.

So, even if I gave up a little bit of other things, I tried to put this in anyway.

There was nothing to worry about.

Things kept getting more and more expedient.

The CP points to the plan with her finger.

“So, what do you think of the programming and concept of Bastard?”

“It has only been a week since the gates have been opened. As there were thousands of casualties, the topic did not go away quickly… … .”

As I was speaking, my throat suddenly stopped speaking.

Talking about people’s lives as a hot topic seemed to have become a merchant.

No, that’s right.

CP asks curiously.

“Why don’t you tell me?”

“No, nothing. sorry. It reminds me of a gas fire for a moment.”

I am no longer an aspiring hunter, but a manager.

As always, the emotional issues are covered for now. Self-examination is never too late, even if it is late.

He continued speaking as he straightened the messy look of his suit.

“I would like to see it in 2 weeks with 4 episodes. The specific plan is the role of a broadcasting station PD, but I hope it fits the purpose of publicity.”

CP frowned and scratched her tangled hair.

“2 weeks with 4 episodes? It’s taking too long… .”

As time passes, the topicality decreases. It was natural. It took quite a while to put out 4 episodes there.

The CP and PD plan the broadcast, finish filming the documentary, edit it all, and send it out, including the time it takes to air it.

It was simple.

“You are filming and broadcasting at the same time. If we go with the short script, won’t it be on time even if the time is pretty tight?”

“Oh, that’s good.”

production cost.

We decided to bear all the scope of sponsorship.

hour.

Filming and broadcasting will take place at the same time.

ratings and popularity.

You can’t find a better condition than this.

Everything was perfect.

except for one thing.

CP crosses her chin and taps the table. His eyes were fixed on the video on his phone. It was painful to see the frown on his forehead as if he was worried.

I was about to jump over a ditch, but I guess I noticed.

“Captain, this is a video. There is something that has been bothering me since before. Is it okay if I ask you something?”

“You tell me.”

“It was taken from inside the gate. Did you get into Survival Alone filming?”

“yes.”

“Then the filming was done by a person named Soo-jung Choi, and the camera was also used by a broadcasting station, right?”

shut your mouth

And he adjusted his fighting stance.

This was a real challenge.

The results of the work of an office worker are, of course, attributed to the company.

The radio station was no different.

Writer Choi is a freelancer, but she was filming for survival alone, and her camera was also equipment for a broadcasting station.

Of course, this video was also from a broadcasting station.

If you want to get rid of us from the other side and work alone, there is only one way to put it back together.

In the end, it was me and Lee Ji-ah who were filmed, and if you want to use it as a broadcast material, you have to produce it with us. Otherwise, all data will be destroyed.

So I had no choice but to fight.

CP pondered for a while, then opened the loose corners of her mouth.

“We’re going to work together anyway, so let’s not let each other down.”

“yes?”

“This time, the Liberal Arts Bureau will be abolished. It’s complicated, but we don’t have a good relationship with the entertainment industry. very.”

And the Survival Alone team belonged to the entertainment department, and it was clear who would benefit when the source of this video became known.

CP grinned.

“Let’s just bury it and move on. I’m begging you from this side.”

It was decided to make a documentary.

Clean without a back end.

*

I close the door to the conference room and go out, and I see hair sticking out of the corner.

Choi was the author.

She looked around and crawled like a stinging cockroach.

“Chief, did you have a good conversation inside?”

I asked ignorantly.

“… What are you doing?”

“It’s to check if there are any Survival Alone producers around. I haven’t told anyone yet. I was almost treated as a traitor by the PD.”

Seriously, after listening to the CP of the Liberal Arts Bureau, they said that they were supporting each other with disabilities.

It would be embarrassing to say.

Looking at the writer Choi, who is constantly looking around, I can’t help but laugh. He said, pressing his thumb to the corner of his rising mouth.

“Then no.”

“yes?”

“You have to tell them in advance.”

Writer Choi exclaimed in a low voice.

“Then, if the project goes down, I look hateful and the string is broken… … .”

“You are now the main documentary writer.”

“… yes?”

Is the screen frozen?

He tapped Choi’s stiff shoulder. doesn’t even stand still He seems to be out of his mind.

“Congratulations, writer. It was decided to make a documentary. Starting today, I will start planning with CP right away. I’ve given you my contact information, so I’ll call you soon.”

Thirling!

Even a tiger would come if I spoke, but as soon as I finished speaking, a bell rang from Choi’s pocket. Her eyes widened as she checked the number.

And suddenly he screamed and hugged me tightly.

“Hey! Thank you, Chief!”

Why are there so many hugs today?

*

The documentary production gun has now left the protests. The rest is up to the CP and writer Choi to do, and I have a few days left before filming starts.

thank god. There were still things to be dealt with.

As I headed towards the parking lot, I found a familiar back and stopped walking.

A food stall with hot steam coming up.

In front of him, Yoo-jeong Han was eating oden skewers, blowing his breath.

“Yoojung, what are you doing there?”

Han Yoo-jung makes a friendly face.

“I was having lunch after training.”

“lunch?”

You only have one empty skewer in your hand right now? It was very poor for lunch. He opened his eyes and inquired.

“Did you run out of pocket money again?”

“Uh, yes.”

Han Yoo-jung smiles awkwardly.

I really don’t know. I’m not a fussy kid, but where the hell does all my pocket money go?

I’ve already raised the amount several times because I thought it might not be enough. With the saying that if you earn money later, pay it back then.

Let’s say a 17-year-old girl writes a lot. Tteokbokki or tempura would be enough to eat.

“Chief, one serving of tteokbokki here… Wait. Yoojung-ah, how much do you want to eat?”

“… … This is this person.”

“Two servings, please.”

“Don’t you eat?”

“Put on a suit. I have to go see someone later.”

If you eat tteokbokki and even a red soup splashes on your sleeve… .

Ugh, that’s terrible.

I feel comfortable not eating colored things.

I was standing side by side with Han Yoo-jung, and the cold wind made my legs shiver.

Instead of tteokbokki, I took out a few skewers of oden and put them in my mouth.

They both picked up oden and tteokbokki without saying a word. It was so dry that it looked a little scruffy when others saw it.

But, it was comfortable with Han Yoo-jung. It didn’t bother me even if I didn’t bother to talk about it.

I put down the skewer and looked to the side. Looking at the empty bowl, I think I ate about Hanyu.

I counted first and went out.

Whoa.

It is now winter in full force that the breath stretches out. While waiting in the cold wind, Han Yoo-jung comes out a little late with a paper cup.

When I said something, it was oden soup.

Preciously hold it with both hands and sip it slowly. As it is we walked

“Yoo Jung-ah, have you read the contract Ye-rim gave you enough?”

“yes.”

“Did you even get a review from lawyer Park, whom I introduced you to before?”

“The lawyer says it’s a very good condition for a rookie.”

“What about unfair provisions?”

“There are a few, but it’s industry practice, so there’s nothing you can do about it.”

“How to cancel the contract?”

“You have to pay double the penalty.”

Han Ye-rim probably didn’t play with the contract, but she pointed it out one by one and Han Yoo-jung told me how to act.

So, it is an education to stand alone.

Because you have to do this yourself to know.

Fortunately, everything was handled neatly.

He smiled and trimmed Han Yoo-jung’s hair. It was a little stretched out because I came from training.

“I will check the contract again.”

“I will only trust you.”

“Don’t trust too much.”

I watched Han Yoo-jung go up to the company, and then went down to the parking lot.

Thirling!

He took the phone out of his pocket and checked the number.

Joe was a reporter.

I pressed the call button.

“Yes, reporter Joe.”

– Hyunwoo-san, I’ve taken care of what you asked for before. Can I fax the documents to you?

“No, send it by phone. There are other things you do, and you have a lot of trouble.”

– Whoa, what? Are you sorry for me?

“Um, a little bit?”

-Then please do a gate interview or something. You’re popular these days. It would be better if you also add Lee Ji-ah.

Ahaha, I laughed.

Now I’m not even famous.

I am seriously contemplating whether I should wear sunglasses or not.

nevertheless refused

“I will decline the interview.”

– We, yes? Still, yes? Lee Ji-ah exposed SNS or the second test, yes? With such a strong blood alliance… … .

Reporter Cho says he is upset.

I opened the car door and sat in the driver’s seat.

I thought I was misunderstanding something, so I stopped talking.

“It’s not all over yet.”

Surviving alone is like a light jab.

Dempsey Roll left.

Reporter Cho, who did not understand, asks.

-yes?

“The bigger one will come out in about two weeks. Then I will interview you.”

– Bigger? what is that… … .

“I’m busy, so I hang up first. Please send the documents to your mobile phone.”

drop.

Han Yoo-jung, uncle, contract, Cheon Sal-seong, guardian, parents.

The head gets complicated.

The cell phone vibrated.

A fairly large amount of documents arrived via messenger.

Tak-tak, tapping his thighs with his index finger, he looked at them one by one. The tangled threads are straightened out.

okay.

Then yes.

While I was adjusting the rearview mirror with a grin, I suddenly met my face in the mirror and my eyes.

A cold smile hung on his lips.

Now I have to go see someone.