Big Life

“This is not your home, it's your company. What the hell are you doing here? A man of no further business. ”

“So why don't you pick up the phone and make them come to you! ”

Myung Hun shouted with his eyes wide open.

Su Hee's expression that was shaded became cold.

“Keep your voice down because I don't want to call the police. ”

“What? A cop? ”

“Let's go out and talk. ”

Su-hee pressed the button to open and close the door and went out one step first.

Myeonghun glances at her, followed her as hard as he could.

It was a shared break room at the end of the hallway of the building that arrived without stopping. Su-hee stood with her back against a spear overlooking the city.

“Tell me, what do you have to say? ”

“What brings you to Harebuilding? ”

I asked, growling as if Myung Hun had been waiting for me. Su-hee replied face to face, not avoiding Myeong-hoon's stunning eyes.

“I'm good at writing. ”

“…… what? ”

“You were right. It's never easy to find a busy writer in a heartbeat. But luckily, I had a connection. A well-written motivation called Harebuilding. ”

“Is Harebuild good at writing? Push me away and use me instead? ”

“Tell me the truth. You were the one who said no first because you didn't like the draft. And by the way, rebuilding is just as much a game scenario as you are. Maybe more. ”

Myeong-hoon bit his molar tightly. I forgot to shave and the bars under my short beard were trembling.

“That bastard... uses as much as me?" Maybe more? ”

“The original reconstruction was done well. I'm always listening, observant, trying to experience something more. He's a native writer. The depth of that tendency is evident in the writing. ”

“Ridiculous. ”

“It was a tower, not only for my grade, but for the second time. That's what Professor Han Hye-sun said at the reunion. You were there, weren't you?”

I had a strong tone on the face of Myung Hun who was stabbed with anger.

“Really? Why hasn't a good writer been getting any light? Queek should be uncompromising, or I'll write a fantasy, but none of the works are sold properly, right? I saw her at the reunion the other day. She was so grumpy that she cried. ”

Su-hee doesn't back down. She smiles back, smiling and smiling, with a smile on her mouth as well.

“Oh, you didn't know, did you? Reconstruction is so hot right now. A series of three recent fantasies and unstructured works. ”

“Three works… in a row? ”

There's a lot of blood coming out of Myeong-hoon's face that has disappeared.

If there was a trend in publishing, Myeonghun had already known. I didn't know if I wanted to because my father was the head of a large publisher and he also published a romantic novel.

All three books have been distilled in such a tough market.

Myeonghun revealed disbelief full of faces. It was clear that he was bluffing to provoke me to anger.

“Looks like we're done talking. I'm going. If you don't believe me, search me on my phone. You know how to rebuild, right? ”

Su-hee takes a step forward. Passing by Myung-hoon, who was speechless, she said najik.

“Now we've found the reconstructor. Your own way of caring for the reader. I'm excited to see how far we can go. ”

Su-hee went away with a loud footsteps again. Myeonghun remained motionless and stiffened like a statue until the sound was completely reduced and could not be heard.

‘Nonsense...! How much time has passed in the meantime...? You distill that too?! ’

Myung Hun took out his phone with trembling hands and connected to the internet.

When I typed in the name 'Poongcheon Oil’ and pressed the search button, the readers' comments were poured out along with the new list.

-Lamda: Real Honey Jam;;;; made me hang up after high school and find fantasy again.

Hyundai Hyundai: Next volume, please, quickly. Even if it's hard for two volumes a month, maybe three volumes a month.

-Cheon Duk-young: Over 500% of the collectible value. This is not something I need to borrow, but something I need to buy.

- Contribution: Strong recommendation as a writer. It's more fun than my thug empire.

- Carousel: Two volumes. Three volumes. Four volumes. Heave!

The average star rating is at least 8 stars.

After the Zodiac series, even the Wizard of Pegelon was all the same. Su-hee's words were not a lower class lie. In the meantime, reconstruction has really been a great writer.

“Damn it!”

Get out!

Myung Hun left his phone on the floor. Then I stepped on him a few times like a madman. I didn't want to use the mobile phone that searched for the most hated human name in the world twice.

“Huff! Huff! Huff!”

Myung Hun returned to the car sighing and panting as he stepped on Axel.

As planned, it was time to go see my father, but his car was running to a regular tavern. I felt like I was going to go crazy if I didn't get drunk and hold any woman.

Ta-da! Tadahak! Tadahak! Tak!

An all-night rush of drunkenness.

Reconstruction was working diligently in a narrow studio without realizing that time was running out.

‘Good, I hit the head with an inverse here...' But even this barrel was part of the main character's plan. Hehe, it's fun for me to watch. ’

Reconstruction had already written up to 10 copies of the modern Journal and handed over the manuscript. Following the Moorish Journal, the modern Journal has been neatly completed with 10 volumes.

What he was using was eight copies of the Mage of Pegelon, which he had signed with seamedia. Based on the rough flow, it seemed to be OK to use up to 12 to 14 volumes.

‘Let's get it over with and get comfortable. ’

Reconstruction was to write as many articles as possible until this Saturday before the appointment. It was because there was something else that must be written next month.

The novels that I have written so far cost enough to live. I could still hang out every day.

Now that I have time, I wanted to write something I wanted to write for a while. Even to gain recognition from a father who has an unworthy writer's son.

Reconstruction did not rest a day.

When I woke up in the morning, I only wrote 14 hours a day on the Seogunu laptop. A volume of writing was made every day and filled in his creation folder.

When I was tired and couldn't take it anymore, I drank coffee with a mug and regained my strength. After using it for a while, he now knew that the mug he used once would take about a day to recover.

“Phew, it's over! ”

When he had finished reconstructing, he took off his horn-rimmed glasses and cried out. Lyka, who was playing by herself, climbs up to her knees and scratches her chest to congratulate her.

“The Wizard of Pesgelon already has eight books. There are more incidents than expected, so I think I can write more than 10 books. Chief, you must really like this guy. Huh?"

I laughed at the thought that the director of Seathai Media's horse track would flatter me with all sorts of flattery. After sending the manuscript as an attachment, the reconstruction dragged her to bed.

The conjecture of reconstruction was never missed.

Upon coming to work, Chairman Jong-gu of Maritime Media, who confirmed the rebuilding email, trembled with joy. I even shook the roof against the blazing fist.

Nice!

I can't believe I'm going to use more than 10 Wizards of Pegelon with 6,000 copies per book in one more augmentation. It was good news like showers in the drought.

Jong-gu immediately went to speak to Park Kyeong-soo's representative.

“Deputy Park Hah said he would write more if he didn't finish it in the 10 Wizards of Pesgelon. ”

“Wow, really? How cool is that?”

Kyungsoo takes her face off the monitor and complains.

The atmosphere in the company has improved considerably since the contract with the reconstruction was successful. Thanks to this, I significantly reduced the frequency of annoying bells that are straightforward.

“I need to send you something. ”

“What would you like? Should we look for food or nutrition? ”

“No, not like that. It was Hanwoo and red ginseng before. I can stay with Jules for at least two months, but do you have any special gifts? ”

As I was pondering over the words of Bellefleur, Kyungsoo's eyes opened up with a keyboard. A device that maintains the most intimate relationship with the author's finger. I immediately thought this was it.

“Chief, how about a keyboard? ”

“Keyboard?”

“Mechanical keyboard. Each height is different, so it's less fatigue, it tastes good, and I think Writer Ha would like a gift for you. ”

Bell stood up, flicking his fingers.

“Oh, yeah. Good point, Deputy Park. Search me. Buy something good, not cheap. It doesn't matter if you listen to ₩ 30-400. ”

“Yes, sir. ”

Jong-gu went to the representative's office to report in a daze. I started searching for mechanical keyboards by going online to the mall with Kyungsoo smiling.

A vision like that.

Unlike maritime media, Starbooks' offices only harbored cold air.

Boom!

“What the hell are you doing! ”

From the beginning, Representative Park Jae-kook punched down his desk and shouted. The Tae-won across the hall sits facedown like he's buried on a couch and has no words.

“There's a depressing corner, so it didn't go anywhere else! It's up to 6,000 copies!" I told you to hold on tight, and you let me leave the book somewhere else?! ”

The plague that enraged the nation was the Wizard of Pegelon, published in seamedia. The second time I heard that it had been augmented, I was crying out to the rest of Thaewon.

“Huh? Are you still the editor?" My company's sales are running low, and I trust you to do something about it! Why are you doing your job so dry? ”

Instead of answering, Tae-won swallowed the needle out of his throat.

In my nine years at Starbooks, I never worked a day dry. I have always done my best for the benefit of the company. Days, nights, and weekends.

The Moslem Journal and Modern Journal of Reconstruction published in Starbooks are quite popular, confirming significant returns. He was clearly superior to the Mage of Pegelon who left the sea media.

Nevertheless, the old representative was not satisfied. It was unfortunate and unfortunate that I missed the wizard of Pegelon.

“Anyway, good luck this Saturday! Be sure to attend the Rebuilding Writers' Meeting! And we have to get the next contract! ”

“ ……. ”

“Why aren't you talking? Do you understand?!"

“I understand.”

“Get out! ”

Tae-won comes out of the representative room, shrunk his shoulders.

Facing the long corridor, Tae-won stands there for a moment, a corridor that has passed for nine years. However, I didn't think of the way to the office.

‘It's hard.’

Forty-four years old this year.

I can't say I'm old, but I'm never young.

I entered the publishing industry and got the title of editor from the bottom to the end.

As a worker, I no longer have room to go up.

How long can I stay here? Thinking about the future made me anxious. The family and relatives of the representative were taking the company's positions one by one, so I was only adding to my worries.

“Uh, Editor. ”

I ran into Somi in front of the office entrance.

Somi was holding a paper bag with several burgers. At a glance, Tae-won asked with a sighing voice.

“Did you order the delegation? ”

“Ah... I was on my way out anyway because I needed some cash. ”

Somi hesitated and replied with difficulty.

Of course, Tae Won didn't believe me. The fast food store is on the first floor of the building next door, and the cash ATMs are on the same floor of the building.

“Go inside and get to work. ”

Tae Won returned Somi without saying anything more. I was going to call my representative later to make sure I understood. I've already paid a few light attention. Having the new girl run errands, the agent's abuse still seemed to be irreversible.

Tae Won left the office and bought a pack of cigarettes from the convenience store. As he unpacked the cigarette a little over a year ago, he called reconstruction.

- Yes, Editor.