The Uncrowned King of the Peninsula

Chapter 219: There are still 997GB left, please bear with it for a while
Hangang Sports Newspaper, Daechi-dong, Gangnam-gu, Seoul

The New Year had just passed and the newspaper office was extremely busy with people coming and going, but everyone had a happy look on their face.

A tall and handsome man walked in from outside. Everyone stopped what they were doing and greeted him respectfully.

"Editor Pei, Happy New Year!"

"Editor Pei, thank you for your hard work!"

"Editor Pei, the newspaper was really indebted to you last year!"

"Well, Happy New Year everyone, thank you for your hard work." Pei Yongjun nodded and responded one by one, then walked up. His eyes swept over the people around him, his face full of sincere joy.

Hanjiang Sports, which was originally on the brink of life and death, published several major news in the second half of the year because of him, and also signed a long-term advertising contract with Kakao Entertainment, which was like a single person turning the tide.

Many people in the newspaper office had originally considered breaking up, but under his encouragement, they rekindled their fighting spirit. After cleaning out the black sheep who were engaged in fraud and deception in the newspaper office, the entire newspaper office had a new look.

This newspaper, which has been established for more than 20 years, has regained its vitality and everyone is very motivated.

Especially after Lin Bingxian waved his hand and gave out additional year-end bonuses yesterday.

However, Lin Bingxian did not feel any pain at all because of the large bonus, but instead had a smile on his face.

"Yongjun, the KBS interview was really great. Your popularity now is definitely far ahead." He waved his arms and showed Pei Yongjun the public voting results of the Dong-A News Awards on the Gyeonggi Province News Association website.

Next to the portraits of more than a dozen candidates, there is a floating column, representing the number of votes they received.

Pei Yongjun's purple bar is a crushing lead.

"One hundred and sixty-five thousand three hundred and twenty-two votes, and it's only been two days," Lin Bingxian lamented. "Why are you still a reporter? Why don't you just run for a seat in Congress?"

"I can't adapt to going from taking pictures of others to being photographed." Pei Yongjun shook his head.

Lin Bingxian burst into laughter and paced around the office, very excited. "I've been working for over 30 years, and I've never seen an entertainment reporter win such a big journalism award."

“It’s not easy, it’s great!”

The unprecedented honor inspired Lin Bingxian's already quiet heart, "Yongjun, I will definitely celebrate and reward you well when the time comes!"

"Then we'll go to Walkerhill!"

Walkerhill is the most famous high-end hotel on Namsan Mountain in Seoul. It has always hosted celebrities from all walks of life. It has first-class quality and environment, and you can overlook the entire Seoul from any room.

Naturally, the prices in this kind of place are also top-notch.

"President, we haven't received the award yet. We won't know until the weekend." Pei Yongjun was calmer than him.

"Then are you still running?" Lin Bingxian looked at him, breathing a sigh of relief and calming down a bit, his eyes revealing unconcealed admiration. "You're not easily shaken by praise or criticism, and you're able to keep your composure. Good, very good."

The two continued their conversation, and Pei Yongjun left first.

Looking at his handsome figure walking away, Lin Bingxian sighed slowly, revealing a look of reluctance, "What a good boy, what a pity..."

"It's a pity that a dragon must eventually fly into the sky."

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"Yongjun, Park Min-soo seems to be very interested in you now." Bae Yongjun was sitting behind his desk when he received a call from Lee Dong-hoon.

"The interview just ended, and it went incredibly well. He said he'd arrange for a replay of your interview and increase the weight of the streaming on the website."

"This is finally a good thing." Pei Yongjun chuckled.

Park Min-soo was planning to praise him more and let him down harder, and now is the time to strike while the iron is hot and praise him more highly. This is a perfect opportunity for Bae Yong-jun.

"Of course it's a good thing. For a reporter, reputation is the most important thing. Now everyone at KBS knows you again. If you come back, no one will question you."

"Besides, with Park Min-soo promoting you at full speed, you'll definitely have no problem winning the Dong-A News Awards."

Li Dongxun counted the good news one by one, "But..."

He pondered for a moment.

Pei Yongjun continued, "But he's a little too kind, isn't he?"

"Yes, indeed, you have to be careful." Li Dongxun reminded him. "I understand." Pei Yongjun agreed and hung up the phone.

Turning his phone in his hand, Pei Yongjun pondered the current situation.

It is certainly a good thing that Park Min-soo is supporting him now, making him the hottest candidate for the grand prize almost effortlessly. In addition, with Woo Kyung-ho as the sponsor of the grand prize, it seems that he can almost win the grand prize from now on.

Director Park is such a kind person.

When he wanted to fire his final bomb and expose the scandal that Bae Young-joon ran into a fan while following Lim Nayeon...

Pei Yongjun smiled.

What a pity, it wasn’t me who hit the person.

Eat the candy coating, and leave the cannonballs for Park Min-soo and Kim Dong-gun to play with.

He looked through his computer and found the video he had taken of Kim Dong-gun and Kim Dayong meeting in the hotel.

Park Min-soo wants to save his trump card for last, so how should he play this card?

He thought for a moment, turned on his phone and called Lin Nayeon.

beep~
After a short sound, it immediately turned into a busy tone.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is unavailable. Please try again later."

"Feel sorry……"

Well?
Empty number?

Pei Yongjun blinked his eyes, as if he saw the little rabbit he caught, hopping away.

Isn't this bad?

Such a cute little rabbit is running around outside. What should we do if it encounters any danger?
Better protect yourself.

"Jicheng, come here." Pei Yongjun called Jin Zhicheng over.

"Team leader."

"Pick out the photos of Park Ji-hyo and Kang Daniel that you took that day and find a clear one to send to JYP." Bae Yong-jun ordered.

"Okay, I'll do it right away." Jin Zhicheng turned around excitedly and was about to walk out.

"Wait," Pei Yongjun stopped him, stroking his chin twice, and added, "Send another photo of the car you took."

"The license plate number must be clearly marked, so that the JYP people can recognize who it belongs to."

Bae Young-joon is very considerate.

"Okay, got it!"

Watching Kim Ji-sung walk out, Pei Yongjun opened the locked cabinet, took out a memory card from it, and inserted it into the camera next to him.

The screen lights up.

Pei Yongjun pressed the button.

Photos of the little rabbit with its hands tied and shaking its little ball appeared one after another. If you look closely, you can see tears on its fair cheeks, making it look pitiful and helpless.

hiss~
I'm obviously a decent character, isn't this bad?

Pei Yongjun decided to take pictures of this memory card and never take pictures again.

That is...

There are still 997GB left.

It will be quick, Nayeon, just bear with it for a while.

(End of this chapter)