Chapter 36

Chapter 36

36/8 – What is important? – Yes? Car?
The voice of the bell was suddenly broken.
Rebuilding was sitting in front of the computer and searching the internet for answers.
"I am the leader of the master. I want to buy a proper car for less than 30 million won. I have no experience in copying the car, so I would like to help you. "- Alas, you were. Ahaha … … .
"Can not it be?" – No way, it's possible. Sure do. What kind of vehicle do you want, artist?
"I think Avante would be okay."
Rebuilding said, looking through the pictures of cars on the screen.
It was a car that was decided by various consideration from maintenance cost including fuel cost.
At first, I wanted to choose a light vehicle, but sometimes I changed my mind to a middle class, thinking that my family and friends would ride.
It was unnecessarily expensive and did not need a big car. If only my function as a car was well equipped, it was enough.
"The new model has a price range from 1400 to 2400. The options will be just fine for you. "- Yes, sir. jamsimanyo Hum… Avante … …
Beyond the radio, Jonggu murmured as if he had started the memo.
– I'll take care of the options, color?
"I'd like a black one." – Black … … OK I've Got It
"I'm not in a hurry, so it's ok to take some time. I will try hard to help you buy this car. "- Ah ha ha, yes. Artist, I see. I'll find out soon and contact you.
I cut off the phone and went back to Rica.
Rika was not moving on the catwalk as he wanted to avoid the annoying rebuilding touch.
"There is a car. Let's go out together soon. Go to the park and meet your friends. "
I did not even answer the usual crying.
The reconstruction, which was completed after going out of the way, opened the drawer at the bottom of the desk. There was a mug of Seo Gwon-woo. After I realized it was a precious thing, I kept it in the drawer instead of the sink shelf.
"Then, this is magic."
The fatigue that cleansed my body in a cup of coffee that I drank with a mug was clear.
The reconstruction shook his hand again to Rika, and then he left the house with a cheerful step.

"Tie it together?"
Inside the representative office of Star Books Publishing House.
Taewon sitting on the sofa was stunned.
On the opposite side, Park Jae-kuk, a representative of Star Books, nodded with a strong expression.
"Yeah, keep it together. Make a stamp on your exclusive contract. Talk about the next game today and bake it somehow. "
“……!”Taewon was unable to answer easily and dropped his gaze. His glasses, which flowed down, straddled the gap between the cottages.
I was in the representative room to report the next contract with the reconstruction.
But when I heard the story, the country gave me a hard direction to win the contract as if I waited.
"I do not want to be tied up when I'm in a hurry. It is also difficult to manage mind writers. I still have to catch the reconstruction. One reconstructed work is digesting three other works, not five, that have hit the screen very much. The company is big enough to earn money. Is not it? "
Tae – won still could not answer anything.
First of all, there was no conviction that reconstruction would take the exclusive contract.
It was a problem even if it was forced to accept it because it could not overcome the affection with oneself.
Once you become a book writer, you will not be able to sign contracts with other publishers. This is because the artist is not the work but the subject of the contract.
The reconstruction that Tae-won knows is a writer who loves writing with heart.
It was never a writer who would only be active in genre novel series and be satisfied. This ability has already been proven in the digital literary world as a universal emotional general novel.
An artist who has the potential to expand and grow as much as possible.
It was hard for Tae-won to ask such reconstruction to become the exclusive writer of Star Books. Before the profits of the company, it was a problem as a person-to-person.
The days of rebuilding and knowing are not a day or two anymore. I did not want to breathe a bit in free creative activities.
"Why is there no answer?"
I asked the country as if I had it.
Tae – won awoke from his thought and turned his gaze toward the country.
"I've been thinking for a while."
"What do you think?"
"He will not accept the contract."
He looked at me as if he was a pathetic country and pulled his tongue out.
"Is not it something you should do to make it accept somehow? These days my working style is strange. Why have you changed this way? "
It was not me who was changed, but I was down to the throat of Taewon.
It became more and more clear. Now the expression of 'writer = money' seemed to be completely engraved on the mind of the old representative. Until a few years ago, this was not so explicit.
"Talk well, huh?"
Tae Won's shoulder is over the country and said in soft tone.
"If you do not have someone, will you trust this big publisher? Have you and I been working together for years? It's ten years now, ten years. I finished it well and took a week off with my family. I'll give you plenty of vacation money. "
Taewon did not appreciate the favor of the country.
Anyway, I had no choice but to nod my head now.
"I'll talk well."
"Yeah, I do not care about time, so just give me a call."
Tae-won returned to the office.
Beyond the partition, I saw the back of SOMI. I tied my head to my knees and knocked my keyboard at it.
Suddenly, a wry smile broke out at Taewon 's mouth.
SOMI, who is reflected in the eyes of Taewon, was really enjoying her work as an editor. Her first appearance, which was on the floor, seemed to be superimposed on her.
'It's been a while.'
Taewon stepped on his pace, mumbling toward himself.
If there is an uphill, there is a downhill. I saw a lively new employee, Sommy, and he seemed to have a dim view of his future.
"Mr. Sommy."
"Ah yes. Editor-in-chief. "
Sommy looked up at the screen and looked up. Tae – won asked her eyes on her screen.
"Have you left much work yet?"
"No, I ended up sending it today. It's been a while since I started to finish it. "
"Then prepare to leave. I go out with me. "
"Outside? Oh, the artist? "
Taewon laughed instead of the answer and headed to his seat.
Sommy immediately saved the file he was working on, and then turned off his computer. She was laughing as she grabbed her clothes and bag.
'Have not you seen it since the writer's meeting?'
I thought I would meet with reconstruction, so I could not hide my heart that was strangely fun. A person who can see and be strong. A comfortable smile, a soft tone, and a passionate look at work were all reviving in front of me.
"I'm ready, my editor."
"Yes, I'll go right now."
The two ran side by side in an elevator and went down to the parking lot.
SOMI asks while he is wearing body in the passenger seat of Taewon.
"Are you seeing Kuro today?"
"Yes, she likes you and she is comfortable."
The car that had the boot started to slip out of the parking lot.
For a while, Tae – won had nothing to say but to drive.
SOMI was not talking first, but was giving eyes only to scenery outside the window.
When the car stopped in front of the red light, Taewon pulled the horse out, lowering the volume of the radio from which traffic information flowed.
"I'll talk about it in advance."
"Yes, my editor. Go ahead.
"Your dude tells me to get an exclusive contract with the artist."
"Full contract?"
SOMI floated his eyes.
"If you contract it, you can not write other writers, is not it?"
"That will work. I guess you do not want to miss a single piece if you write it. "
Sommy looked at the side of Tae – won, who had a bitter laugh at her mouth. Still, I did not come up with anything that I could do as a new editor.
"I'm going to quit that soon."
Stop. Are you leaving? Company? "
It was indeed a small house.
Tae Won went to the side of the house with a sadness that he could not keep his mouth shut.
"I've been there long. I think the time has come to look for another way. If you want to get out of shape before going out to get better. "
"Ha, but my editor … … ! It may be an excuse for me to say this, but you are doing really well. The thick trust of the representative … … "
"I can not live up to the thick trust of his representative."
Sung said before the end of Tae – won 's words. As the signal turned green, he stepped on the accelerator.
"I only know Somi once. I told Sommy that I had to tell him beforehand. "
Four
SOMI dropped his head and answered forcefully.
Taewon reached out his hand again and raised the radio volume. The latest song of the idol singer, which is difficult to understand the lyrics, started to flow out loudly. ……

"Series, so if you make the same condition as before, it is enough. Add 3% to 1% to 10% of royalty, and an e-book is 6 "
"Thank you, Ha. Get a drink. "
Rebuilding took the cup and Taewon was followed by a drink.
Above the table were a variety of fresh fish, fresh fish and various fresh seafood.
"Now, toast."
"Yes, toast."
Toast
Tae Won and Sommy, and three rebuilders stood up against the cup.
I drank a glass of liquor and said that the rebuilding was fun with the chopstick.
"I really like it. It looks delicious. "
"eat a lot. Ha You like it so much. "
"Well, I have no other editor. Sommy, please enjoy it. "
"Ah yes. The artist. "
SOMI, who sat idly, surprised and listened to the chopsticks.
Reconstruction put the sashimi in his mouth and thought well.
What is it?
The habit of reconsideration as a writer has gleamed at this spot.
The air around Taiyuan and SOMI was obviously heavy. Unlike the old days, I had been feeling the stagnant atmosphere since the reconstruction.
But rebuilding did not ask.
If it is necessary, Taewon will tell you first.
It is a competent editor who does his best for a writer who has always been thoughtful. So the reconstruction did not worry, even though the nerve would be used.
"I do not expect high grades. Because the two protagonists are coming out of the structure. "
Taewon replied with a careful look to the question of reconstruction.
"Of course. It's not bad, but I can not expect it to be very good. "
It is Taiyuan that does not say absolutely. This tendency of Taewon was always good to rebuild.
The liquor was poured into an empty glass of Taewon, and the reconstruction threw the question for a while.
"I'm trying to get a title, but I can not seem to get it right. Do you think I will fight in this world? Or is this time the four-letter bilateral cooperation? This is also a strange feeling that overlaps with yours. What is it? What is it? No, everything is strange, is not it? Do not you think of a good title for Sommy? "
"there… … The artist. "
Four
Rebuilding stopped the question and looked at Taewon. Taewon was looking at herself with an eye that felt different from her.
"Tell me, your editor."
Taewon was a feeling of crossing over.
Anyway, he is still editor of Star Books. What I need to do first is to do next. Tae-won is a loner.
"Can you sign up for Star Books?"