Chapter 361 Cui Mingde

Chapter 361 Cui Mingde

Chapter 361 Cui Mingde

Yongsan District, Hangang-daero.

The black Mercedes-Benz business car slowly stopped by the roadside. Luo Minzhi, wearing a gray windbreaker, jumped out of the car first. After looking around cautiously for a few seconds, he opened the back door and protected An Rushong from getting out of the car.

Since learning that someone had secretly paid for his life, An Rusong became much more cautious. When he was not traveling, he had more opportunities to use Luo Minzhi. To be honest, since hiring Luo Minzhi, it was only in recent times that the role of this bodyguard was truly highlighted. As for the days before, this kid was more like an attendant.

After getting out of the car, An Rushong looked up at the office building standing on the side of the road.

This is obviously a commercial office building that is rented out. The companies of all sizes gathered in it are of complex composition, and there are even some scam companies mixed in. This is inevitable.

The entrance to the office building was decorated in a decent manner and even equipped with several security guards. However, these security guards were obviously just for show. They did not do any screening or checking on people entering and leaving the entrance. They just stood there in security uniforms with cool looks on their faces. If you didn't know them, you would think they were the Blue House special agents.

He retracted his gaze and walked with Luo Minzhi to the entrance of the office building. They entered the building through the sensor glass door. Behind the reception desk was the company layout map inside the building. The "Zenith Playhouse" on the 15th floor was An Rushong's destination this time.

"Zenith Playhouse"? Translated as Peak Theater, it is an entertainment company. Its legal representative is Zhang Xiayun, and the person who really runs the company is Cui Mingde, Cui Shizhong's beloved grandson. Just yesterday, An Rusong injected 12 billion won into the company through personal investment and obtained 40% of the company's shares.

Invest, get equity, enjoy dividends. From the whole process, this is a completely legal and compliant investment. There is no connection with bribery. Even if someone investigates in the future, you don't have to worry about losing the lawsuit by hiring one or two lawyers. As for the company going bankrupt after a year or two, there is nothing you can do. There are always gains and losses in investment. After all, no one can guarantee that every investment will make money, not even Buffett.

The interior decoration of the office building is quite good. There are six elevators leading to the upper floors. It is not the rush hour, so there are not many people waiting for the elevator.

They took the first empty elevator directly to the 15th floor. As soon as they walked out of the elevator, they saw a young woman in a black suit and with shoulder-length hair standing in the corridor outside the elevator. When she saw An Rushong and the other man coming out of the elevator, she looked at them expressionlessly and then wanted to go into the elevator.

However, as soon as she stepped one leg into the elevator, she suddenly stopped and turned back to An Rusong and the other man and said, "Excuse me, is this Mr. An?"

An Rusong stopped, looked back at the woman, nodded and said, "I am An Rusong."

"Oh, sorry, Mr. An," the woman instantly put on a bright smile, her high heels clicking as she trotted over to An Rushong, bowing and saying, "Director Cui said you'll be here at 10 o'clock, so..."

"Is that Director Cui Mingde?" An Rusong interrupted the other party and asked, "Please take me to see him."

"Okay, Mr. An, please follow me," the woman bowed to him again and made a gesture of invitation. At the same time, she began to bend her waist, half sideways, and lead the way in front.

An Rushong nodded slightly, then took Luo Minzhi and followed the woman's footsteps, walking towards the right side of the corridor.

"Has the company rented the entire floor of the office building?" After walking a few steps and passing several offices, An Rushong heard that two of the offices were very busy, as if someone was discussing a script or something, so he asked curiously.

"Ah, no, Mr. An," the woman said with an awkward smile, "our company was established not long ago and is still relatively small, so we only rent three offices... However, Director Cui is preparing for his first movie. If it is successful, the company should be able to achieve great development."

"Okay, I understand," An Rushong nodded, knowing that this damn company was currently in a "shell bag" state.

However, as the song goes, "It doesn't matter," he originally had no hope for Choi Myung-deok. This investment was not made in Director Choi's company, but in Han Mi-yeon's company. This must be made clear.

To be honest, if it wasn't for the purpose of making this procedure more realistic so that the old man could work harder when Cui Shizhong was needed in the future, An Rushong wouldn't even have come here today, because it was completely unnecessary.

After walking about ten meters along the corridor, the woman leading the way stopped at the door of an office with a "ZPE" sign on the door. She reached out and knocked on the half-open office door, then pushed the door open and said to the inside: "President, Mr. An is here." "Oh, please let him in," a muffled voice came from inside the door, and it sounded like the person speaking was chewing something in his mouth, so that the words were unclear.

"Mr. An, please come in," the woman moved aside to make room at the door and said to An Rushong with a smile on her face.

An Rushong nodded to the woman, then gestured to Luo Minzhi to wait for him outside. Then he took two steps forward and entered the office in front of him.

The office in front of me is not big, less than 20 square meters. In addition to a large but messy desk, there is a coffee table and a long sofa near the door. In the corner opposite the coffee table, there is a water dispenser. Apart from this, there is no room for anything else in the room.

At this moment, behind the messy desk, sat a slightly fat young man with messy hair and a pair of black-framed sunglasses on his nose.

Looking at this narrow and messy office and the young man sitting behind the desk, An Rushong was somewhat surprised. This scene was obviously different from what he had imagined.

"Mr. An Rushong, right?" The young man behind the desk was also looking at An Rushong. Surprisingly, the expression on his face did not show the happiness that a director had when he saw an investor. On the contrary, An Rushong didn't know if it was an illusion, but he actually sensed a sense of resistance in the other person's eyes.

"Director Cui Mingde?" Without answering the other party's question, An Rushong asked with a smile.

The young man's lips twitched, and then he said seriously: "I am Cui Mingde, but I am not a director."

He paused and continued, "At least not now. I was expelled from the Directors Association three days ago, so I no longer have the identity of a director. Moreover, I haven't produced any film or TV work since graduation, so I am not qualified to give myself the title of director."

Ok?
After hearing what Cui Mingde said, An Rushong felt as if he had discovered something extraordinary.

Originally, he only thought that Cui Shizhong's grandson was a second-generation rich guy. Now it seems that this young man who has just been out of campus for one or two years is actually a bit immature in character.

An Rusong knew about the Korean Directors Association. As mentioned before, almost every industry in Korea has its own association or union. This kind of organization has no official status. It is a non-governmental organization for the purpose of keeping warm together and maintaining industry norms. Its power is indeed not small, because in many cases, it can call on the entire industry to stand up against or support something. When the momentum is strong, it can even compete with the Korean government.

But precisely because it does not have an official status, the voice it makes can only be regarded as a "call" rather than an order, and is not truly mandatory.

A young man like Cui Mingde, since he is a professionally trained director, must have the corresponding director qualifications, and the Directors Association has no power to revoke his qualifications. In fact, even those government departments that really hold power, such as the Ministry of Culture, the Film Commission, and the Film Promotion Committee, do not have the power to revoke a director's qualifications. The most they can do is blacklist him and ban him.

Therefore, Cui Mingde's words undoubtedly revealed two problems: first, he was excluded from the Directors Association, and second, this exclusion made him very depressed, but he did not resent the Directors Association for this.

Why would a young director who hadn't even made a single film or TV work be rejected by the Film Association? Undoubtedly, this had something to do with Choi Si-jung. In other words, the establishment of the Broadcasting and Communications Commission was opposed not only by TV stations and radio stations, but also by industry associations related to various fields of broadcasting and communication.

These people, organizations, and associations not only boycotted the establishment of the Korea Communications Commission, but also boycotted the organization's first chairman, Choi Shi-jung. Even Choi Shi-jung's relatives were affected by the turmoil. Choi Myeong-deok is a living example.

If it were someone who had been in society for many years, such exclusion would definitely not have any effect. However, Cui Mingde was obviously not the kind of arrogant second-generation rich man. His thoughts were still relatively simple. Therefore, under this kind of systematic exclusion, his mentality was probably a little broken.

"Oh, the Directors Association that Director Cui mentioned, is it the one chaired by Director Park Chan-wook?" Faced with such a young man, An Rushong suddenly became interested. He walked straight to the sofa and sat down on the side of the sofa close to the desk. Then he took out a cigarette and asked with interest.

(End of this chapter)