Chapter 106

Chapter 106

17 – The shout is loud (2) 17 – The shout is loud (2) … Are you an artist? "- Yes, I am.
The gaze of the light water was stuck on the right side of the right eye.
I was looking at my head as if it was what happened.
The voice of rebuilding followed his ears, unable to speak.
– Hello, Mr. Park?
"Oh, it is. Oh, hello there. The artist. "
He was answering the floor of the sofa with nothing.
"Have you been separated? I gave you a few letters with a greeting and a phone call, and I guess you've been busy a lot. "- You did. I have not been able to check my cell phone on time because I have written a lot of recent articles. Our apologies.
"Ah, yes … … No, no. I am sorry to have called you, but I am sorry that you are sorry. Yeah, ahaha … … ! "
He was watching the light water with his flare.
It was not until the moment that I saw the imposing figure and the self-confident moment.
In the beginning, Kwang – suh sent a glance to Yang – woo and grabbed his cell phone and stood up.
I did not know what the story was going to tell me.
"He, but he … … How do you and Lee Yeon-woo … … Are you? "
The light water, which avoided the body toward the entrance of the bathroom, asked with a small sound like a mosquito.
The rebuilding response was immediate.
– Lee Yeon-woo is a writer from my old days. So I got to know that you asked me for a contract with Haitai Media this time.
"Ahhh… … Yes, yes … … "- I'll give you one. I have heard of the contract conditions that Park has offered to the artist, but I think I have a little problem. What do you think?
He could not answer, and swallowed his throat with a burning neck.
Despite the cool air conditioner running, the forehead and backbone were sweaty.
– Why do not you have an answer? Park?
"Oh, sin, sin, I'm sorry. I could not hear the voice of the artist because I could not hear the radio instantly. "
Light water poured out an excuse not to steal the sweat of his forehead.
My empty head was just white.
There was no word that came to mind how to answer.
The other person to talk to is not another writer.
It seems like it was a long time since I was hit by the floor, but now I have grown up to be a famous writer who can not even meet once.
In some respects, there was no good thing for the company to stimulate him.
"Well, I have a contract to go ahead with instructions … … "- I know, of course you did. Thank you very much. I do not think it is too much of a demand. I would like you to treat the dream of a new writer properly so that it will not be broken by a wrong contract.
The reconstruction kept breathing and finished with a calm voice.
He responded to his cell phone as if he were rebuilding his face.
"Yes Yes… … Sure, artist. Of course. "- Thank you. Then I will quit.
Reconstruction broke the phone.
He was in a hurry and made a phone call to Mr.
– Uh, Park. Did you finish the contract with Mushin Management?
"I'm still talking." – Is there a lot to tell you? I will finish soon and go to Shindang-dong and meet the artist. This writer's ear is so thin that you may hear another word and try not to contract.
"Listen to me, Chief. I came to contact you. "- What ?!
"I feel like I am close to Mushin Management. I think you called me when I told you about the contract, and you asked me to sign a contract. What should I do about this? " … !
The burglar who lost his words shed his breath.
His appearance of rubbing his face in the face was good in front of his eyes.
– No, yeah. Park did not know that the writer was acquainted with the artist?
As soon as the bonggu tried to establish his prestige, he nodded with a nonsense force.
He shook his head and shook his head.
"How can I take care of everything like that?" – Park, Dear.
"No, it is not. Sorry… … "- Great … … ! Anyway, this is how it works. I have not been able to verify my grades yet. Shit! Damn it! Damn it!
"What do you want, Chief?" – What do you do? Do you want to hang out with Ha? You do not have a name. I contracted 7% to 7%. Guarantee up to three books.
Four I see. "- And Ha, check out the gift. I would like to say goodbye to this opportunity and get a good piece of shabby shabba. Stop it.
The burglar finished speaking unilaterally.
He returned to his seat after a tremendous breathe in his trembling chest.
"Did you say anything?"
When he was sending a message to his cell phone, he looked up and asked.
I felt like I was teasing my face with a smile.
"This artist. I think there was a mistake on our side. "
"A mistake?"
"Yes, I just talked to Chief again. What I did wrong was that 7% of the paper books had the e-book ratio of 7: 3. Ahaha … … "
Even innocent folks knew that it was a hoot.
Instead of recording the conditions before coming to see the fire marshals, he took out the new contract and put it on the table.
"And I decided to ensure that Mushin Management was so content that I could assure that I had 3 books. I should have done this. "
He gave a good word as if it were shaking the breeze.
He was half-mouthed and unable to say anything.
'What the hell are you talking about … … ?! '
What kind of conversation did you talk about?
It was difficult even to guess what was going on without a publishing experience.
Anyway, I was amazed at the simplicity and innocence.
'Great, Pungchun Yu artist … … ! '
The editor, who was gigantic, began to embarrass the whole body in a telephone conversation.
In addition, the conditions presented are greatly improved.
After seeing the remarkable changes that took place in just a few minutes, he realized the power of invisible reconstruction.
"Well, now, I would like you to fill it out here."
Light water pushed the pen and the contract with respectful gestures.
As he was hugging the ghosts, Mr. Suhsu, who was still puzzled, laid down his eyes slowly with a contract.
"Hey, is this the artist?"
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I woke up from the thought and returned to the original expression at the same time.
I was sure of finding my own way to go.
"I can not make this contract."
“……YES!
"I think I was too hasty to bump into my dream of debut. I am sorry that you came this way today. I'll just go out. "
"Is this Lee Yeon-woo ?!"
The burnt sword, like a soldier, raised a salute and turned back.
There was a grim hand gesture of light water behind his back which opened the door.

*** "Yes, Mr. Kwon. Oh, did you read all of Mushroom Management? I'm going to commute to the office from now on. And? Haha, it's hard work. He is also a fan of me, so I can enjoy it myself. Yes, yes. Okay. I'll get back to you later. work hard."
The reconstruction, which ended the conversation, resumed writing the scenario that paused.
At the mouth of Taewon, 'Mushin Management' has been evaluated as a work that has potential for development, so it made me feel better when I introduced it.
'You can finish one third of today. Attached to the back of the contents, I'll send to the editor.
It has been several days since I started to work at the artist 's office.
The reconstruction had kept its promise to work regularly from 9 am to 6 pm everyday.
Until now, it was hard not to habit habit.
If the efficiency is on fire, I want to spend more even if I have a night, and it was really high to suppress the impulse.
'There is no urgency. I'm still writing enough everyday. "
Today, rebuilding relieved itself and was bravely hitting the batter.
The time is 5:40 pm.
Now that I was only 20 minutes away from work, ten fingers had no break.
It was like a chimney to want to go to work overnight.
"Hey, you're going to have dinner tonight, too?"
Asked Eun Young, who was working behind her back.
I did not look at the reconstruction and nodded.
"Yes, we should eat. If I go to a studio alone, I will not eat it. Do you want to eat out today? I'll shoot you. "
Eunyoung's eyes shone brightly at the end of the meal.
"Wow, I like eating out. What do you want? What do you want to eat Minho and Hyun Kyung? "
Right then.
The smart, knocking on the front door sounded.
The visitor who does not know the password is not the food delivery department, so he stood up with his head.
Who is it?
"Oh, I'll go."
Reconstruction that guessed the visitor's identity occurred and went out to the front door.
I opened my door and I was scratching my head.
Hi! It's called Lee Yeon-woo! "
He was salutary introducing himself and saluting himself.
The reconstruction laughed and welcomed him inside.
All the other writers stopped working and got up from their seats.
"Ah, that's a man who is a management man."
What is it? Oh So the blogger called Pesolon? Ha Wang Wangpan? "
Minho and Eunyoung came up with a word.
He smiled and laughed and turned his head to them one after another.
Reconstruction explained to them.
"Actually, I met outside yesterday. He told me that it was difficult to concentrate because his house was in Suwon, so he went out to the office. Say hello. This is Kang Min-ho, and this is Jang Eun-young. "
After the speech was over, I was horrified by the glow from my eyes.
"You are a devoted second-time resident artist and a jealous roommate ?!"
"Wow, did you know our work?"
"Sure, Ha. After reading the rest of the artist Breath, I've had a lot of fun with both of you! Everything from Lapbooks is fun. Really chan chan chan! "
He made a thumbs up like a boy and dropped a fuss.
Minho and Eunyoung were smart but were not in a bad mood and looked at each other and laughed.
It was only Hyung Kyung who kept a silence.
A new tenant who did not know his personality was not happy for him.
"Oh, and you're the other one is Hyun Kyung Yang."
"Alas, slater?"
This time, the title of Hyung Kyung came out.
As I felt a little better, the unconscious question of Shin Woo was followed by the question of Hyun Kyung who was about to disappear.
"But I have not read since the year, did you finish?"
“……!” The eyes of both sides of the neck were numb and cramped.
Eun-woo realizing the somewhat unnoticed personality of Eunyoung quickly clashed and switched topics.
"That's great. This writer is also coming, will we go out for dinner together? What do you like about this artist? "
"I eat well."
"You're hot. So, do you want to go out to the arcade once? Oh right. Ha, you're not done yet? "
"I'm leaving ten minutes early today. jamsimanyo I will only send the manuscript fast. "
The reconstruction was completed by mail and the scenarios were completed and the entire storyline was summarized.
I even sent a message to my friend.
Then he looked at his pale face, pouting his coat, pale, and asked his sorrow.
"Hey, where are you?"
"No, my body is a little cold. Is it cold? I suddenly started living regularly and I think my health has gone bad. "
"Whoa, what is the logic? Today, she is not in good condition, so we have something to eat. "
Rebuilding was like grunting sister.
Office writers who added a new family rushed to get a welcome and dinner.

*** 'Hmm, did you send the script draft?'
Seung-seok, who was about to leave, seated his message again after seeing the message.
If it was another writer, I would have delayed it, but I wanted to check it immediately because it was a reconstruction work.
When I accessed the mail, the plaintiff of reconstruction came to the top line.

Title: Sea of ​​thugs "… … "
I clicked on the manuscript file with a bright spot on my back.
What was the content of the headline was not found only by the title.
'Hmm, is it a drama? A little thriller is also mixed.
Brightness began to focus on rewriting glasses and reading.
Compared to fingerprints, there are absolutely many scenarios.
Throughout the reading, the image was naturally drawn in front of me.
'Ah, the name of the heroine is sea, is it sea of ​​thugs?'
A giggling smile broke out from the mouth of the bright spot.
The scenarios were read fluently from the beginning with good suction power.
The dialogue of female characters was somewhat unnatural, but not to a great degree.
It took less than 20 minutes to read the entire amount of the story and the story line that was sent out.
It was time to call the reconstruction and hear it.
Right then.
"What are you doing not preparing for work yet?"
"Father, what are you doing?"
Myeongseok stood up with his cellphone down the road.
His father, Tae Jin, was walking around in his back.

17 – Shouting is loud (2) End