Big Life
038/8 - What is important
Morning after three days.
The maritime media planning team sat and fixed their gaze on the monitor screen. Everyone was reading the same novel.
The office was as quiet as a dead rat. Only the sound of clicking the mouse or tapping the keyboard, the sound of sipping coffee, was occasionally heard as static.
Oh, that's funny. What, are you done? ’
After reading up to 2 volumes, Park Kyung-soo's representative clicked on the 3 manuscripts in a row. And I fell in love with the novel again. I was so immersed in the fact that I had to read as an editor that I forgot.
The situation was similar to that of Chairman Jong-gu.
‘Amazing, Human...! Did you really take something? Keep surprising people! ’
Editing was usually not a significant part of the job that was going back to sales focus. The analysis and evaluation of novels to be published was mostly left to subordinates, including Kyoungsoo.
He was immersed in a novel, clinging to his chair that had barely sat for more than 10 minutes. The raised hand was busy untying the tie around its neck.
It's 11 o'clock soon.
Feeling the vibration of the pre-set alarm, Bell looked up. Beyond the partition, I could still see the faces of the members of the planning team as they put their eyes on the monitor.
“How was everybody? You don't have to go to the conference room to tell me here. ”
“Fantastic.”
An employee turned around and raised his thumb.
“I was worried that the son of the protagonist was the protagonist, just like the world view of the masterpiece. When I read it, even readers who haven't seen the novel can't help but read it. ”
The other woman continued.
“Me, too. If you've read the Wizard of Pegelon, it'll be a little more fun, and if you haven't, you'll find it interesting. ”
The last one was Kyungsoo's.
“Dynamic and rapid development. This time, the protagonist is a prosecutor, so the battle portrayal is even better than the original. We can't be sure until the distillation, but I think the basic 3,000 parts should be easy to digest. ”
Jong-gu nodded, smiling. It was confirmed that all of his subordinates felt the same way. He took his phone out of his pocket and immediately called.
Bloop-oop! Bloop-oop!
After finishing the shower, the phone I put on the bed was vibrating. Reconstruction approached him with a towel, hairing his wet hair.
“What, are you done already? ”
The user sees the target's name and mutters in a daze. He was the director of the Marine Media Racetrack. It was only four hours ago that I sent you up to five copies of the "Magistrate of Pesgelon" manuscript, and you got a phone call so fast.
“Yes, sir. ”
-Hi, Writer. You have received the plaintiff. This one is also very interesting.
“Have you read them all? ”
- I've read two or three volumes. All the planning teams have read it, and it's an accent. Do you think it feels like your writing is being sucked out of your eyes before you even read it? Hahahahaha.
The reconstruction scratches the tip of the nose and grins. I didn't hate Jong-gu's nuance as much as I used to.
- I think you care a lot, Writer. I feel that you are considerate so that it can be easily read by people who have not read the masterpiece.
“It feels good to feel rewarded for trying. ”
- We can schedule the print right away. I don't see any typos in two volumes. You're amazing.
Of course it was. I retreated in the horn-rimmed glasses of Seogunu, which caught all the typos and inscriptions. Editors have greatly reduced their time in calibration.
- It's 6,000 copies of the book, so it's gonna sell well this time. Well done. And for giving it to you so quickly, I was shocked and almost went backwards. You've been using your reserves, haven't you, Writer?
“Yes, well……. ”
Reconstruction blurred the end of the sentence. I can hardly sleep for three days, and I can't say I used five volumes of the power of the Seogunu laptop and mug cup.
“Anyway, do me a favor. I like that you sent me a cover letter, so please leave. I will send it to the rest of the plaintiffs as soon as possible. ”
- Yes, there's no need to rush, sir. You've already given me up to five volumes, so I have plenty of time. Don't rush, just write well. Then please continue to suffer.
“Yes, sir. ”
After disconnecting the phone, the reconstructed person dried his wet hair and drank a cup of coffee with a mug cup in Seogonwoo. After a five minute rest, the refreshed body was pushed back towards the laptop.
“Now I have to write the Journal. ”
Storytelling is complete to 10 volumes. Now all you have to do is write the text according to the plot you have planned. Before writing the first sentence, the reconstruction licks the dried lips with the tip of its tongue.
“Lika, I'm a little worried. ”
“Meow?”
“The Mage Prosecutor of Pegelon is trying to see it even if he hasn't read the book. The protagonist is the son of the protagonist, but he's also done a little bit of past skills. But this time, the top three books are different. Honestly, I'm not sure if I'll get good grades because I have two protagonists. ”
Lika, who came down from the Cat Tower, approaches the rebuild with an elegant gait. Reconstruction extends its arms to give you a hug. But she took a leap without being touched, and sat on her rebuilding knees.
“What do you mean, no whining? Does that mean I have to solve it on my own? ”
Lika presses down on the reconstructed abdomen with her front foot instead of crying. The reconstruction stroked Lika's face with both hands and asked.
“That's very kind of you. I want to marry you. ”
“Meow...! ”
Lika lets out a leaky cry and drops her head. It was like the Moro crouching body was telling me not to be annoying anymore.
“Yes, it's already decided. I try my best. ”
Tadahak! Tadahak! Tadadadadak! Tak! Tadahak! Tadahak!
The writing of the three most important parts began in earnest. Just like yesterday, the inside of the small studio only echoes the sound of a typewriter's beating.
......
“What the hell is going on?! ”
I shot down the desk with a big fist.
Park Jae-kook, the head of Starbooks, was outraged and his face lit up like fire. The target of the distress was Tae-won sitting across from you.
“You didn't even get the contract, huh?! You're gonna make me the next episode in seamedia faster than we are? Why don't you take care of the writer?! I have no intention of working! ”
“Jules, it's usually good for many writers to continue publishing from the previous publisher...”
“Who doesn't know that?! Are you eating to teach me?! ”
“No, I'm not.”
“This is really crazy. Aaaah!"
Tae Won had been breaking up every day recently. Reprimand for failing to win the contract until then. And today was the next episode of rebuilding in seamedia.
“I don't want to see you! Get out!”
Tae-won quietly left the representative room and returned to the office. Somi's face was filled with anxiety when she saw Tae Joon being depressed.
‘You must have broken it a lot. ’
The next installment of reconstruction in seamedia 'The Magistrate of Pegelon' was published. It was a good response from the start like a masterpiece. In addition to the basic 3000 copies, it has been reported that 1000 copies have already been augmented.
After a brief mop, Somi cautiously approaches Tae-won. I had work to report.
“Hey, Editor. ”
“Yes, tell me. ”
Despite being favored by the representative, Tae-won tried to welcome Somi with a smile. Somi opened her mouth as she felt her breasts getting darker.
“Mr. Harebuilding, you've sent me up to five manuscripts for the top three. ”
“Well, yes. I've read up to two volumes. What about Somi?”
“I've read up to three and a half volumes. ”
“How are you feeling? ”
Somi hesitated without being able to speak easily. Tae-won wants an answer as an editor. Due to the atmosphere of the company going back, I could not easily say it.
“…… maybe you shouldn't push more than 2000 copies. ”
Somi said in a very small voice.
2000 parts is never a small number.
The paper market is in bad shape enough to hear that a thousand copies of paper went out constantly. However, it was also a humble start compared to the two pieces sold for 5000 copies.
"Understanding of the workmanship is required. Readers who haven't read the Moorish Journal and the Modern Journal won't be able to immerse themselves. It takes patience to be attracted to two main characters. ”
Tae-won nods quietly. In fact, he was the same idea. There was a slight difference in what I thought. Though it was because of his personal belief in reconstruction, he was thinking of taking 2,500 copies.
“Go to 2000 copies. ”
Tae-won sighed. This made me feel like everything had been decided.
“I'll post it on the server and ask Somi for help. ”
“Yes…… Editor. ”
Somi turns back empty-handed. There was nothing more to say. It was even more difficult because she knew everything about Tae Won.
Tae-won took off his glasses and squeezed his temples around his eyes. Then I turned my neck from my back as far as I could. The ceiling vent filled his two pupils.
Tick, tick...
Time went on.
Tae Won was waiting with his eyes closed, resting comfortably on the chair. My path as an editor has gone through darkness all the time, waiting for me. There were all kinds of stars. I don't know what to say. They were dull days that were not particularly rewarding nor regrettable.
After a while.
“Editor, Jules wants you to come right now.... ”
Tae-won opened his eyes to his direct reports. He stood up without hesitation. The old chair that had been holding him for nine years was pushing him back powerlessly.
Arriving at the front door of the main room, Tae-won paused for a moment.
Once you open this door, you will no longer be an editor of Starbooks.
Even though he was clearly aware of it, Tae Won had to open the door. After one deep breath, the slowly extending hand grabs and turns the door hook.
“What the hell! Why do you only take the top three copies of 2000 copies? I'm already growing 1,000 copies of Pegellons out of seamedia. ”
A shout echoes out of the door.
He closed the door behind his back and opened his mouth.
“As I said, if you don't read the masterpiece, the content is.... ”
“Open up! Push! Get the kids out of here! Why do you keep talking to me like I'm an old man? Where did you sell them all?! ”
The rich man was beating my chest with his fist like King Kong.
“There's no shortage of returns. It's a long shot, Jules. When the value of the reconstructed writer's product decreases, the damage is not only to the writer but also to the company..."
“Don't be so loud! ”
The fortune swallowed up Tae-won's portfolio.
“I'm so incompetent...! Is it because you're old? Is your head not working?! Already dementia?! ”
In the short term, from the mouth of the country to the voice of human aggression.
Tae Won closed his eyes without even knowing it.
I had heard a lot of communication from the representative, but I had never heard such insulting words before.
But now it was fine.
The abuse of the country also strengthened Thai-won's determination.
“Jules.”
“What!”
Tae-won raised his head with his fingers, raising his glasses. Faced with the country's gaze with annoying eyes, he replied with an extremely bold tone.
“Company, I quit. ”