Big Life
012/4 - I am generous
- Today?
“Yes, do you have plans today? ”
- Hmm…….
The answer to the rebuilding did not return immediately.
From the other side of the silent handset, only unrecognizable noise rang in succession.
Tae-won became somewhat hesitant.
He had been an editor for a long time, and he had his own ‘touch’. At this moment, it was trying to feel. Maybe the writer called Harebuild is already....
- I'm sorry.
The voice of the rebuilding stopped for a moment came back on the radio.
- I think I pressed the wrong screen touch with my ear. You wanted to see me today, right?
“Yes, sir. Are you okay?"
- Yeah, I'm fine. I wrote all the manuscripts. I'm free. Where do I meet you, Guro?
“I'll go to the writer's house. ”
- No, there's nowhere to eat in this neighborhood. I'll see you at the Old Route station soon. Can we get out of here by about 7: 00?
“Yes, sir. That would be a good time. Oh, and... ”
Tae-won glances at the editorial office, blurring his words.
Somi heavily tapped the keyboard with her face up on the monitor screen. It was like he had already initiated a corrective calibration of the mosquito of reconstruction.
I do more than just my own work without always having to ask. I have a good understanding of the priorities of what needs to be taken care of first, so I don't often feel overwhelmed even when my work is weighted.
With Somi's peculiar appearance in her eyes, Tae-won spoke to her cell phone.
“Hey, if you don't mind, can I join Mr. Ha's editor? ”
Meeting with the author is also helpful to editors. Especially with a writer who has great signs of rebuilding. Tae-won wanted to give Somi as many opportunities to gain experience as possible as an editor.
Reconstruction was pleasantly accepted without prejudice.
- It's good to see you, to say hello.
“Yes, sir. I'll see you at 7: 00 then. ”
- Yes, thank you.
After hanging up the phone, Tae-won turned off the base for as long as he could.
After speaking with the reconstruction, I felt refreshed somehow. He realizes that his touch is getting worse. So I rather enjoyed it. Reconstruction has not yet changed. He used to be a sincere and good writer.
“Huh? Jules. ”
Tae-won stood up in a daze. A man in his 60s with a half-white head was prowling in from behind. Park Jae-guk from Starbooks.
“Hey, don't get up. Just sit down. ”
He pressed down on Tae-won's shoulders and sat back down. Then he dragged the chair to the side and asked as if he was passing by.
“What's going on these days? ”
“Everything is the same except for the Moorish I told you about before. ”
“Shit, the mayor's fucked. ”
He grumbled, scratching his back neck. Scanning through the author's schedule next to Tae-won's monitor, he asked a question.
“Can you keep that up? ”
“It's a good reaction, starting with four extra copies. If it's a good reaction, I might go back in. ”
“Hmm, yes. I hope that writer writes fast. It takes a paper finish to make an e-book and suck the honey out of it. My son doesn't even look at paper anymore. Let's look at it on a fictional phone. ”
“I guess times have changed. ”
“No, Editor. Why don't you slow down and start e-book services now? ”
“I still have something to tell Jules. I even got to finish the manuscript. ”
“What? When? ”
“I heard you sent everything yesterday. Mr. Somi briefly checked, but I don't think there's a problem with the manuscript. ”
“Have you already sent all 10 books? Wait, but he's gonna settle for 10? I thought you said this was a good reaction. You can drag 20 or more books with you. ”
If it sells well, it is the publisher's wish to make it long. Tae-won nodded and replied.
“I'll see you tonight. to bring up the next contract, to see if we were willing to use it more than ever. ”
“Ah, yes. Good job."
The reign of fortune stood over Tae-won's shoulders.
“Give me something expensive. Scratch it because it's 300,000 won and 400,000 won and it doesn't matter. Feed me a special taste.Eat a lot of editors. And have a good one. We need to tie him up tight. ”
“Haha, yes. ”
“Hang on to that writer somehow. Augmented writer these days. Thank you.Don 't miss the money line. Hmm."
I walked out of the office the same way as when the country came in with the backpack.
Tae-won glanced at the back of the country with a grin removed. I joined Starbooks for nine years. Representative was old, and he was a bachelor when he joined the company, and soon became the father of two children. And everything changed a lot.
“Somi, you're going out with me today, so you can finish work by 6: 30. ”
“Yes, Editor. ”
Somi's vigorous answer returns beyond the partition.
Tae-won opened the company's public mailbox and began reading the manuscript. Despite being the editor-in-chief for writing as a work, he became a reader and began to fall in love with novels.
‘Let's get going. ’
By 6: 00, the reconstruction had begun preparing to go out.
Glug glug!
My phone rang in my pocket while I was wearing my shoes. The face of the reconstruction, which confirmed the number, hardened instantly.
- Representative Park Kyeong-soo from Haeta Media
What is it?
Reconstruction was momentarily lost in thought.
There was a reason for Park Kyeong-soo's number to be deleted.
It was because he tried to make the most of the reconstruction, even though he didn't have the strength.
Are you trying to use Kyungsoo to open a contract with me? Then it's a total mismatch. ’
A shimmering smile comes from the mouth of the reconstruction. Buy a ball. Buy a ball. It's a separate matter that Kyungsoo is a good person.
Anyway, the reconstruction answered the phone.
“Representative Park? ”
- Oh, you have my number. Hello, hello. Mr. Haejeon, how are you?
A dangerous and urgent voice that still seems to fall.
Reconstruction responded with a feeling of sadness that had been felt in the past.
“Nothing happened. How are you doing? ”
- Yeah, I'm fine, too. Hahaha, yeah. How are you?
The eyes of the reconstruction were following the clock. If we don't leave now, we'll be late, so we have to walk and talk.
“Did the dean tell you to open the contract? ”
The door closed and rebuilt across the hall.
I didn't want to say it back. Kyungsoo is a soft-hearted person who spends a lot of money in saying a word. It was better to just cut to the chase.
- Ah, that's...... to say hello to the writer and to that end...
“I'm sorry, but I have no intention of signing with the media. No, it's not my job to apologize to you. I don't have a bad feeling about you. ”
Kyungsoo's voice becomes more urgent due to her firm attitude of reconstruction.
- Hey, Mr. Ha. The dean said he would listen to any conditions possible. You said you wanted to take her on the best terms possible. I'm serious. Can you at least say something?
“I don't think you quite understand what I've said...”
The words of reconstruction have been cut off in the middle.
A light car was parked in front of him about ten steps away. Kyungsoo is standing next to him holding his phone in a crooked posture.
“Ah... Writer. ”
Kyungsoo, who discovered the reconstruction, lowered his phone and took an awkward smile. Of course, the reconstruction did not bring laughter. Only the Starbooks staff know that they have left the Water Garden and settled here. Personal information was leaked.