The Uncrowned King of the Peninsula

Chapter 114 News Awards
"Team leader?" Kwon Eun-bi knocked gently on Pei Yongjun's office door.

Pei Yongjun looked up and saw her holding a stack of materials. "What's wrong?"

"This is from the editorial team. They say it's an analysis of last week's subscriptions." She walked over and placed the documents on Pei Yongjun's desk one by one. "This is from the General Affairs Team. They want you to review the arrangements for the New Year's gifts."

"This is for Sungsu, and this is for Jisung. Just put it on his desk."

Pei Yongjun took a look and nodded casually.

"Okay." Kwon Eun-bi nodded. "Also, the president asked you to come over when it's convenient for you."

"Did you say what happened?"

"No, the president's secretary just told me." Kwon Eun-bi shook her head.

"Okay, I'll be there right away."

He got up and walked out.

Quan Enfei looked at the things on the table and was about to clean them up when she heard Pei Yongjun's voice.

"Don't clean up yet."

"Oh, okay."

Kwon Eun-bi quickly retracted her hand, turned around to look at Bae Yong-jun who had already walked away, stuck out her tongue, walked out of the office, closed the door, handed the things to Yoo Sung-soo and Kim Ji-sung, sat back in her seat, and began to continue reading Bae Yong-jun's notes carefully.

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"President, are you looking for me?" Pei Yongjun pushed open the door of the president's office.

Lin Bingxian, who was standing by the window, turned around and saw Pei Yongjun with a smile on his face. He pointed at the sofa and said, "Yongjun, sit down, sit down quickly."

"Go and get a cup of coffee, the one I asked you to make just now." He instructed his secretary.

The secretary responded and walked out the door. Pei Yongjun and the other man sat on the sofas on both sides of the coffee table.

"High-end goods from South America," Lin Bingxian introduced. "My friend who does business there brought them here. They're absolutely genuine."

The secretary came in again, holding a coffee pot and poured a cup for each of them, placing it on the coffee table. Curls of hot steam rose, carrying the fragrant aroma of coffee, slowly drifting into the air.

"Just put it here." Lin Bingxian waved his hand and asked the secretary to leave first.

"Try it." He picked up the coffee cup.

Pei Yongjun also picked it up and took a sip.

It is full of aroma, with a slightly burnt taste in the mouth, very light sourness, and the bitterness and fragrance are intertwined, very strong.

“It’s very good. It’s excellent coffee.”

"Really? I don't understand either." Lin Bingxian laughed, "There are still some. I'll ask my secretary to send them to you later."

"President, you are so polite. I would love to come here to try your food more often." Pei Yongjun replied.

"Oh, so you're here for some free coffee?"

The two chatted and laughed for a while, and when Lim Byung-hun insisted, Bae Yong-jun didn't refuse anymore.

Seeing him accept it, Lin Bingxian actually felt relieved.

Why does it seem like Pei Yongjun is the boss?
He looked at Pei Yongjun in front of him, chatting while thinking in his heart.

Pei Yongjun became more and more important in his heart.

On the one hand, it is naturally because of Bae Young-jun's excellent performance. A series of explosive news brought the dying Hanjiang Sports back to life. Now Hanjiang Sports has recovered across the board from subscriptions to distribution to advertising, and has the momentum to compete with Dispatch again.

On the other hand, more importantly, the surprises Bae Young-jun brought him were far more than that. Ever since he last witnessed Bae Young-jun's performance on Zico Time News, he had a vague feeling that the reason Bae Young-jun left KBS was not simple.

He originally thought that Pei Yongjun had an interview accident and was forced to leave, but if that was the case, how could he borrow the KBS helicopter and be arranged to appear on the show immediately?
Not only that, he thought Zhu Xianying was going to make a big fuss that day, but he didn't expect Jin Yinghao to come in person and directly fire Zhu Xianying.

This really surprised him.

If there is any profession that inspires the most awe on the peninsula, it is undoubtedly the prosecutor. Kim Young-ho, the chief prosecutor of the Southern District Prosecutors' Office, who oversees the prosperous Gangnam, Seocho and Geumcheon districts in southern Seoul, is undoubtedly the most eye-catching figure in this area.

And such a person actually treated Bae Young-jun so kindly. Lin Bingxian had never thought of such a thing.

Even for him, it was not easy to meet Jin Yinghao, let alone ask him to stand up for him.

Is it really a dragon trapped in shallow water?
He looked at Pei Yongjun in front of him with complicated emotions in his heart, including amazement and joy.

It seems like I am really lucky to be able to recruit someone like Bae Young-jun. It’s time to revitalize Han River sports.

However, he was also a little worried in his heart. Can such a person be retained in this small temple of Hanjiang Sports?

Lin Bingxian secretly made up his mind to work harder and make sure to catch Pei Yongjun.

He realized that Lim Byung-hun was his last chance to revitalize Han River Sports.

Even more than that, maybe he could fulfill his long-cherished wish and make the newspaper a mainstream media outlet, no longer having to be a despised entertainment tabloid.

"President, do you have any instructions today?" Pei Yongjun's voice interrupted Lin Bingxian's thoughts.

"Ah, yes, there's something good I want to discuss with you." Lin Bingxian suppressed his surging thoughts and looked at Pei Yongjun, thinking for a moment, "Yongjun, you know the National Journalism Association, right? It's the one that gives out the National Journalism Awards every year."

"National Press Association?" Pei Yongjun's eyes flickered. "I know."

The National Press Association is the largest and most important journalism industry organization on the peninsula. The Journalists Association is affiliated with this association and holds the crucial power over journalists' professional licenses.

Every June, this association presents the National Journalist Award to journalists who have made outstanding contributions to the development of journalism in the past year. The award is presented with a badge by the President. It is the most glorious award in the Peninsula journalism industry.

As long as a journalist wins this award, his or her value will double, and most of them will become well-known figures in the news industry.

KBS Director Lee Dong-hoon is the winner of the National Journalist Award in 2007. Since then, he has risen rapidly and quickly became the director of KBS.

"But we..."

Bae Yong-jun looked at Lim Byung-hun, not knowing what he meant.

Although Lin Bingxian was very good to him, it seemed that the National Journalist Award was not something Lin Bingxian could interfere with.

What's more, there has never been a precedent for this kind of journalist award being given to entertainment journalists.

Pei Yongjun was a little worried that Lin Bingxian had encountered some kind of swindler.

"President, we can discuss this in the long term," he said tactfully.

"Ah, no, no, that's not what I meant," Lin Bingxian smiled awkwardly and waved his hands repeatedly, "I was just giving an example."

"That's a bit too far."

"There's a good opportunity right now," he explained. "Did you know that the Gyeonggi Provincial Journalism Association is holding an awards ceremony at the end of this month?"

"Dong-A News Awards."

"Weren't Zico and the others caught in Gyeonggi Province?"

Lin Bingxian looked at Pei Yongjun and raised his eyebrows, "This is a godsend opportunity."

(End of this chapter)