His head slammed heavily against the ground repeatedly, making a series of dull thuds.
"Whoosh~"
The others in the room were even more astonished by this sudden scene, their eyes widening in surprise, and they instinctively took two steps back.
Park Jae-hyun ("Psy"), Haha, and IU who volunteered to sing a Chinese song...
At the same time, they stared in disbelief at Jung Sung-hoon kneeling on the ground begging for mercy.
Everyone's mind went blank for a moment, not understanding what had happened.
However, when Jung Sung-hoon mentioned that Wang Yueheng was a shareholder of the Longguo Penguin Group.
Xuan Ya, who had some knowledge of this behemoth enterprise in China, seemed to vaguely understand something.
Since Wang Yueheng is a shareholder of Tencent, and Tencent is a major shareholder of Kakao Group...
Wang Yueheng's position at Kakao Entertainment must be far above that of artist director Jung Sung-hoon!
In South Korea, however, job titles and seniority are highly valued.
Just now, Zheng Chenghun mocked and humiliated Wang Yueheng like that.
If headquarters finds out, you're lucky if you're not fired on the spot!
The female dancer, who had originally wanted to find an opportunity to get closer to Wang Yueheng, subconsciously gave up the idea.
If Wang Yueheng were just an artist, that would be fine, but if he's a shareholder-level boss...
If I say the wrong thing or fail to serve the other person properly in some way, I will make them unhappy.
His future acting career will likely be completely ruined!
Thinking of this, Xuan Ya, who had just given Wang Yueheng ambiguous hints, broke out in a cold sweat.
This young singer from China has a truly terrifying background...
"Squeak~"
Just then.
Mo Zixue, who had just gone out to make a phone call, pushed the door open and came back in.
When he saw Zheng Chengxun kneeling in front of Wang Yueheng, kowtowing and begging for mercy.
She immediately realized that her phone call had worked, and a faint smile appeared on her face as well.
"Everything's taken care of. You can do whatever you want with the performance tonight!"
Then Mo Zixue walked to Wang Yueheng's side and whispered in his ear.
"I can tell..."
Staring at Zheng Chenghun, who was still lying on the ground begging for mercy, Wang Yueheng nodded in response.
In his heart, he felt contempt for the South Korean entertainment executive kneeling and begging for mercy in front of him.
He finally understood why South Koreans could be so easily bullied by American soldiers.
There are probably too many spineless men like Jung Sung-hoon.
Even in my past life, when I was a complete failure and faced the greatest difficulties, I never thought of kowtowing and begging for mercy.
A man's knees are worth gold; he only bows to Heaven and his blood relatives.
This is also the most basic moral bottom line for the vast majority of men of Chinese valor.
"Get up, I hate it when people kowtow to me."
"Especially people who are older than me..."
Wang Yueheng glanced at Zheng Chengxun kneeling on the ground and said in a disgusted tone.
He hadn't planned to have anything to do with this guy, but the other guy just had to provoke him.
It's like a toad crawling on your foot; it doesn't bite, but it's annoying.
"So, you mean you can forgive me?"
Upon hearing this, Zheng Chenghun abruptly raised his head to look at Wang Yueheng, a hopeful expression on his face, and asked.
His eyes were bloodshot, and he was actually crying from fright.
Seeing this high-ranking executive, who had been pursuing him relentlessly and claimed to be a local tyrant in the entertainment industry, begging for mercy in such a pathetic state.
Standing to the side, the young new female singer IU couldn't help but show a look of disdain on her pretty face.
If the other party, for the sake of the group's interests, adheres to principles and confronts Wang Yueheng head-on...
Perhaps she might even develop some feelings for this young executive who is pursuing her...
But for now, IU has completely given up any idea of possibly dating this executive in the future.
"How about you sing a song here, and add some dancing? Maybe I'll let you off the hook."
If it were just a matter of simply telling the other party to get lost, Wang Yueheng felt it would be a waste of all the effort he had put into building this facade.
Thinking of the demands the other party had made when they provoked him, Wang Yueheng simply handed them back.
If you really want to vent your anger, you should forcefully fire this director.
So Wang Yueheng will have to handle the performance by Psy and others tonight himself; he doesn't have the time for that right now.
"No problem, no problem. What song would you like me to sing?"
She could gain Wang Yueheng's forgiveness and keep everything by singing a song.
Jung Sung-hoon nodded repeatedly in agreement, his expression completely subservient, like a chicken pecking at rice.
"Let's sing that famous South Korean children's song, 'The Grass on the Wall'."
After a brief moment of thought, Wang Yueheng casually replied.
The reason for choosing this song is to "repay" the other party.
It's also because the executive in front of me looks exactly like a weather vane.
"Okay, okay... I'll dance right now! No, I'll sing right now..."
While responding, Jung Sung-hoon hurriedly recalled the lyrics and immediately waved his hands, singing like a kindergarten child.
"Like reeds on a wall, each one is easily bent over by a strong wind."
"Dogs won't eat it, and cats won't bite it~"
"While others are crying, it's laughing~"
She forced a smile that looked worse than crying.
Wearing an expensive watch and dressed in a suit, Jung Sung-hoon stood there gesturing wildly and humming a tune.
It completely lacks the aura of a business elite from a Korean drama that it had at the beginning.
At first glance, they look like patients who have just escaped from a mental hospital and are not fully recovered.
"Pfft~"
"Cough cough cough~"
finally.
Listening to the director's awkward and off-key singing, and that childish dance that's enough to make you dig out a three-bedroom apartment with your toes.
The backup dancers standing behind couldn't help but lower their heads, cover their mouths, and chuckle.
Even the most tolerant comedian, Haha, quickly turned his back, trying hard to suppress his laughter.
I was afraid that I might not be able to hold back and burst out laughing on the spot.
Many entertainment company members present, including Psy, had long disliked this arrogant and overconfident director.
Unfortunately, they had no way to refute the other party.
It was also thanks to Wang Yueheng's arrival.
Finally, this arrogant and self-important executive was taught a lesson.
if you can.
They even hoped that Wang Yueheng could directly replace this manager and become their superior.
Of course, that's unrealistic...
"Mr. Wang, are you satisfied with this singing?"
After finishing a satirical children's song, Jung Sung-hoon ignored the mockery and disdain of the artists around him and once again respectfully asked Wang Yueheng.
If merely suffering humiliation could keep one's position and everything else.
Even if Wang Yueheng told him to go to the toilet and have a hearty meal, Zheng Chengxun would not hesitate at all.
"That's fine then."
Noticing that the executive had been completely demoralized and had lost all sense of shame and self-respect, Wang Yueheng was too lazy to bother with such a worthless person any longer.
Kakao Entertainment will naturally handle the matter of dealing with this brain-dead executive on their own.
"in addition……"
He then got up and went to IU, who had just invited him to sing a duet on stage.
The new female singer had just given up her song choice to defy the higher-ups and insist on inviting him, leaving a deep impression on Wang Yueheng.
It's rare to find such a pure and innocent girl in the entertainment industry, especially one in the even more chaotic South Korean entertainment circle...
If given the opportunity, Wang Yueheng would like to poach the other party to his Bubble Music label.
Especially since the other party is a die-hard S4 level fan of his, it would be a pity for him to stay in South Korea to develop his career.
Then, Wang Yueheng looked at IU, who was still in a daze, and said with a smile, "I just said that if there is a chance next time, I will definitely invite you to the stage to sing together."
"Ms. Lin Zhi'en, would you be interested in singing a new song with me tonight?"
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