Big Life

27 – Highlighted (2)

- Rebuild, come on. Why are you suddenly speechless?

“No, I'm just thinking. ”

- What do you think?

“Yes, I thought of you. ”

The sound of footsteps echoes from behind my back. Turning to me, this time it was the masterpiece who inherited the barrel of protection. I felt like I had something to say about the smiling face.

Reconstruction put it on the phone.

“Jin-jin, I'm not alone right now. I'll call you back. Let's have soju soon. ”

- It's always me on the weekends. Just call me.

When the reconstruction hung up the phone, he asked as if he had waited for him.

“You didn't hang up on me because you looked like you had something to say, did you? ”

“That's right. You don't have anything to say? ”

Myeong-seok glanced up at the ceiling and smiled lightly.

“I don't want to say anything, but I'm curious about Mr. Ha's intentions. ”

“I'm thinking about it. Did you really expect this to happen? You said you've been guessing on the phone for a while. ”

“I honestly didn't expect you to mention the Joker Series. I think you were very surprised by the look on her face. ”

“Yes, I was a little surprised. ”

Myung Seok carefully examined the entrance as Kyu did a moment ago.

Then he touched his phone in his hand and said,

“I'm nervous about the mayor of Runshena Maoyen. ”

“Nervous? ”

“Especially Maoyen. I'm afraid I'm going to miss out on The Bress. He may not feel it, but he regrets not being able to move faster. By the time I saw the unbelievable success of the storm, it was too late. ”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

“For Maoyen now, the world's jealous openhouse that won The Breeze is probably the envy, blaming itself for missing out on a second consecutive home run. Compared to Tincent Pictures, Open House is literally a small company that is less than a hole-in-the-wall. Isn't this going to be fun, huh, sir? ”

The acknowledgment that ended with the question was really funny.

A laughable reconstruction asked with a stiff face.

“Is there anything you can advise us about, as you always have? ”

“This is a great offer. ”

Without even thinking about it, Myeok said.

“Not just the two representatives of a big company called Tincent, but also the front yard. If you accept this offer, they will use force to push Mr. Ha's work forward. It's a Chinese problem. ”

Even the words "face" appeared in the mouth of Myeong Seok.

However, his continued conclusion was not the same as that of the guard.

“But I think there's more to it than meets the eye. ”

“ · · · · · ·? ”

“My heart is as a writer. Hah, I don't think there's anything you can do if you delay or refuse this offer. And that's the right call. I don't think you have to force it. ”

After finishing speaking, Myung Seok lightly baptized me and left the bathroom first.

Reconstruction stood tall and pondered the words I just heard.

Maybe it's because Myeongseok is from the writer.

There was definitely a difference from the business aspect of protection advice. Of course, both were valuable advice for reconstruction.

* * *

That night.

The reconstruction back home bloomed with Su Hee until after midnight. The topic of conversation was also the Joker series.

“Can you do it? ”

“Honestly, I think I can do it. There's nothing you can't do if you don't turn the modern Journal upside down. ”

The reconstruction reaches out over the table and grabs Su-hee's hand.

“What do you think? ”

“Don't you already have one in mind? ”

“Your opinion is the most important thing in the world to me. ”

“Because your opinion is the most important thing in the world, too. I want you to do what you want. I don't want you to worry about that. It's our wedding day. Oh, I already drank all my coffee. ”

Su-hee stands up with an empty mug.

Seeing Su-hee in the coffee, the reconstruction smiled silently.

I was glad that spring was back when I could see my pretty legs under my shorts. For him, it was Korea's finest - or the world's finest - table.

“Somehow the back of my knee itched. I knew I'd be staring. ”

“I've been watching you. Have you gained a little weight lately? ”

“Do you want to die, Haejeon? No more jokes. How is Somi these days? ”

“Mr. Somi? ”

I immediately noticed a strange look on the face of the reconstruction. What could Somi say through Su-hee's mouth suddenly?

It's not Su-hee who asks how someone is doing.

“Yes, The Bress Webtoon. ”

“Ahh · · · · · · · ·"

That's what I thought.

Su-hee said to the reconstruction who nodded.

“Even in Oscar's dungeon, the webtoons didn't react badly. I hope you ask Somi again. ”

“The Bress Online is a long way to go, isn't it? ”

“What's the harm in preparing in advance? Webtoons aren't complete in a day or two. I've been a little preoccupied with Somi's schedule before. I wasn't being sincere or punk, but there were times when I felt sorry for myself. ”

Reconstruction was swallowing laughter into its stomach.

Su-hee says this means she recognizes Somi's abilities. The human concern, not just the work itself, was surprising.

“Why don't we talk about it in person? ”

“Huh? ”

Suddenly, Su-hee opened her eyes wide and was dumbfounded.

“No, I · · · · · · · so you often go to Bucheon office and so on. I was wondering if it would be okay for you to tell me yourself. Face to face. ”

“Sir, why are you so embarrassed? ”

Su-hee sighs and puts down her teaspoon.

“You have to hit me today. I can't. Did you just read my personality and make fun of me? Come here."

“Lika! Help me, your sister's going to beat me. ”

Reconstruction sent a distress call on the way out.

Lika, crouched on the couch, never once listened to the affections of two people.

* * *

“Wow · · · · · · · · China Center Sheet Warms · · · · · · to meet the Hae Rebuilding Writer! Reconstruction really isn't about ransom anymore. ”

“It's all so irritating to just sit around and watch the article title, isn't it? If I were you, I'd be embarrassed to see a story like that. ”

Jae-hee, the youngest, said, and the microscope burst into laughter.

“Hey, you don't have to worry about what's not going to happen. Finish it quickly. How long are you going to keep using one of his urban fantasies? Are you a urban fantasy because you're not welcome in any way? ”

“Too much, Bro. I'm going to blow up the Breeze like Kipilko the Breeze. ”

“Puhahaha! Hey, now that was funny. Acknowledge.”

Jae-hee turns around with a blushing face. Bong, who was browsing the internet at his place, was Jae-hee's idiot.

“But I'm going to bury all your articles. Chaeboro's case is too big. ”

“Yeah, it was worth the trouble. ”

The biggest issue on the Internet today was also Chambora.

He demanded 2 billion won from the sponsored company and was sued for negligence.

Even Bora's own message was published under all circumstances. Confused fans were pouring shocks in real time through all sorts of SNS.

“How could I not see it like this? The world of celebrities is totally different from that of television. ”

“I don't think it's all like that. I love people just looking at my brother. It's a popular top, but it's not crumpled. ”

“Well, isn't that how reconstruction works with your brother? ”

Writers talk about things.

Somi was not involved in the conversation but focused on her work in a corner. I was painting the cover of Bong's new romance novel.

“Representative Jung, you're still working today. ”

“Ah, Mr. Jeonbong. ”

Somi drops her pen and raises her head.

Bong, who approaches her back, rubs her shoulders. Both of them were close, because they were the same woman.

“The cover is really pretty. Representative Jung, you draw so well. I'm short on covers, so I'll sell more than average. ”

“What are you talking about? Bong is a good writer. ”

Bong stops his hands from rubbing his shoulders and spills his eyes.

“But, Representative Jung, the other writers are calling you Seong-goo and saying you're the writer, but Bong is the writer to me? ”

“Oh · · · · · · · · Did I? ”

“Wow, I'm done pretending I didn't know! ”

“If I really did, is our wand so cute? A title my heart calls out before my head? ”

“Oh, stop it. I was wrong.”

Bong hugged Somi behind his back.

The writer who looked at the two giggling women with envious eyes was the scope. If only Bong were the one to hug.

“But why doesn't Representative Jung do a webtoon? ”

“Webtoons?”

“Yes, you painted Oscar's dungeon webtoon. I had a really good time. The painting was good and the performance was great. ”

“It wasn't official, it was part of marketing before the game came out. If you try to do it right, it's hard because you lack talent and you lack experience. ”

Somi resumes her work while smiling.

Actually, this was not the first time I had heard it. A lot of people continued to offer Somi. Specifically, Tae-won, the head of the Laptop she was carrying, said.

- Webtoon, Deputy Chung. not as a rap book employee, but as an individual writer called Jung Jung-mi. I've received so much from Jung Representative, but I want to give it to Jung Representative. Are you going to rot on that poor cover?

Whenever Tae-won said that, Somi's answer was similar. I'm not ready yet, or I'll decide after I'm better at it.

It wasn't a complete lie.

But if they asked me if I was being modest, I wasn't either.

I wanted to rebuild the webtoon if I wanted to do it again.

I liked the parts that looked like pigs.

Of course, Tae Won promised to divide the ratio with the storytellers up to 9 to 1.

Nine is Somi's.

But even this offer could not move her easily.

The courage of the heart is more important than money.

To start a fire here, we needed a writer named Haejeon. I survived because I rebuilt my life in Seoul, which nearly collapsed several times.

I wanted to do the webtoon again with his work. It didn't matter if I became one in the nine-to-one contract.

‘Getting married will make it harder to see. · · · · · · · ·? ’

Looking at the locked door, Somi thought.

I wish Writer Ha could open that door right now.

You're offering to come up to me and make a webtoon offer. Then I'll be smiling at you for pretending to be an untrue offer. And we're having dinner tonight and we're thinking about the work.

The moment of Somi's happy delusion.

Beep, beep, beep.

Just until the sound of typing in the front door password rang, Somi was in a rebellious mood.

Immediately, the door opened.

A bright man's smile fills her gaze.

“Wow! Reconstruction, bro? What are you doing all of a sudden? ”

I was shocked and jumped to my feet. Reconstruction greets Lika on the ground, holding her in her arms.

“Somehow, a writer comes to the writer's office to write. How's everybody doing? Look who it is. Isn't that Mr. Somi? ”

Reconstruction approaches Somi in a shimmering tone. Somi was still dazed after her delusions led to reality.

“Come on, Somi. It's been a long time. How are you? ”

“Oh, no. Welcome, Mr. Ha. Have you had lunch?”

“Yes, I ate. Wow, that's a great cover. Our wand is your cover, right? ”

Reconstruction sits all the way to Somi's chair next to her. Bong, who was in tears, turned back to the bitter look in his eyes.

“Oh, even you! Are you making fun of me? ”

“No, Bong is such a pretty name. It's a pretty name to be proud of. You decided to go by your real name without naming it on your new book. ”

Reconstruction relayed the encouragement to Bong and sat back down. To Somi, who was twitching his hands on his knees, he said greatly.

“Somi, let's do the webtoon. ”

“· · · · · · · Yes? ”

“Let's do a webtoon. Oscar's dungeon, followed by The Breadstone, by Somi. ”

Where does the delusion lead to reality?

Lika rises above Somi's completely mesmerized knee.

Lika's face was like, "What's the big deal? 'I felt like I was asking.

Somi drops her head, slowly extending her arms and hugging Rica full of breasts.

“Why don't we discuss the details over dinner tonight? I think we should discuss the opening ceremony. ”

“I was going to. ”

“What? Somi, what is that? ”

“Oh, no. Okay, Mr. Ha. Yeah, you can talk about it over dinner tonight. No, we can talk. I'm sorry, yes. ”

Somi nods fearlessly.

My delusion was 100% complete.

I was surprised when I remembered the anecdote that my mother used to tell me as a child, "I am amazed at you."

“Then let's have dinner together tonight. ”

Reconstruction rises to its feet.

After looking inside the office, he mutters in a sad tone.

“Yeon-woo, I can't even see his nose as he goes. ”

Somi became depressed as soon as Yeongwoo's name appeared. It was true that since he refused to confess, he rarely saw his face gradually.

“You're not answering your phone, asshole. Did you hide any gold in the Water House? ”

Reconstruction grabbed his phone and pulled out his tongue.

There was nothing Somi could say in front of him.

Right then.

Glug glug!

Her phone rang and her name came to mind. Reconstruction started with a joke as soon as he got the call.

“The timing is off. I was just about to post it on the internet for a manager job. ”

- Hey, excuse me. Are you Dr. Hae Jae Gun?

It was the voice of a helpless middle-aged woman, not Yeouido. The surprise reconstruction took off the phone from his ear and checked the number again.

“Ah, yes · · · · · · · · · I'm right. But...? ”

- I'm sorry, I'm a compatriot.

“Ahh · · · · · · · ·! Hello, ma'am. Of course, I thought it was Yeon-woo's phone, and I acted unfaithfully. I'm so sorry."

- No, sir. More than that, I called you because.

The complexion of the Sun Reconstruction has drastically darkened. Somi, who doesn't know the English language, was looking up at him anxiously.

“Yes, ma'am. Let me go down to the water source first. No, I'm not busy Yes, I will call you shortly before I arrive. ”

Reconstruction after hanging up the phone lifts one hand and buries his face in the palm of his hand. The tremor that started with his palm was shaking from his head to his toes. Somi and other writers around her who felt strange could not say a word.

“Mr. Somi. ”

“Yes, yes! Ha Writer.”

“I'm sorry, but could you do me a favor? And I don't know what's going to happen tonight. ”

“No, Writer Ha. Never mind that. ”

Reconstruction turned without further notice.

I didn't have time to ask if Somi could come with me. As soon as he left the front door of the office, he was running toward the elevator.

Glug glug!

My phone rang in the elevator going down to the underground parking lot. Reconstruction answered the phone with a self-conscious expression.

“Hello? Hello, Deputy Secretary. Yes, thank you for calling. We're still working on that. Ah, I'm very sorry, but this is going to be a difficult day. Something's going on around here. I'll give you a call shortly. Yes, and good day to you, Deputy Secretary. ”

Reconstruction after hanging up the phone almost threw away the phone.

I couldn't bear it because I hated myself who was indifferent.

She bursts into tears as if the misfortune of reconstruction was her business.

Like we've been doing ever since we met.

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