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29 - I don't speak English, but I'm fine (3)

- You don't mind a phone interview, do you? Vice President, if I'm so frustrated, I'll do this. It's a daily routine to talk to your supervisor until you get in and out of work in the morning. Mr. Ha, can you connect me, please?

“Tell me a few times, Ma'am. Hah, you've stopped any outside activities this year because you're focusing solely on writing and family ambassadors. You even declared yourself a martial arts target. Don't you know that? ”

Lapbook's office after noon.

Dongdong didn't even have a chance to pick up the lunch box from the convenience store.

As The Bress-Dragon Rider began to show signs of excitement in the United States, calls for reconstruction rose.

“No matter what you ask me, it doesn't matter. We can't get in touch with him either. ”

How am I supposed to believe that the publisher can't get in touch with his writer?

“Oh my God, don't believe me, then. I'm not asking you to believe me. And do you think we're publishers and celebrities? So you can keep track of the writers? Anyway, I'm hanging up now. ”

- Hey, hey! Vice President!

Dong-mi hung up on me like crazy.

I even switched the phone to silence. At least give me time to eat so I can work hard again.

“Representative Jung, come here. We work together after lunch. ”

“Yes, Vice President. Let me reheat the lunchbox. ”

Somi and Dong-mi sat on the corner table in the office and had lunch. I did not envy the bustling, limited edition specialty store because the market was a delicacy.

“I'm glad Representative Jung came to the office. If you had gone to Bucheon's office because of the illustration until today, I'd be dead. ”

“I'm going to draw an illustration here for a while. ”

“Oh my God, can you do that? ”

“I finished five meetings with Writer Ha. ”

Dong-mi covers his mouth and smiles widely.

For her, Somi was the best luck in the Lapbooks. I have never let you down since the day I joined the company.

I always have to say what I have to say, but I always maintain a slight attitude. Work always comes first and there is no hard work. Somi was the employee who wanted to hate him but couldn't dislike him.

“You're already eating. ”

The office door opened and Tae-won appeared. He had a bag full of fish sushi in his hand. He placed the bag on the table where Somi and Dongdong were having lunch and called the rest of the staff.

“If you've already eaten, come and have some more. I bought a ton of sushi, but I'm late because I missed the bullets. ”

Less than 10 employees gathered. The topic that comes to mind when eating sushi was also reconstructed.

“We've increased the sales of Bress in Korea a lot. ”

“I see. I can't believe I'm going to be distilling a paper book again. ”

“Is it really a good sign in the United States? You're not putting it on the news? ”

A member of staff interrupted Somi.

“Let's float it. Look how much it actually sells. I heard on the news that I'm going to be the best seller in L.A. Times soon. Can you make it to the bestseller? ”

Somi's words were full of thoughts about reconstruction. But it was never exaggerated. The popularity of 'The Breeze’ has been growing in the United States, even as they eat now.

“The open house is great, but Eugene is great. ”

Tae-won drank a sip of water and said greatly.

Somi succeeded him with a happy smile.

“I search every day. From L.A. to San Francisco, and now across the state to Nevada, the open house seems to be doing a great job of marketing. Even though the company is small, it must be very strong. ”

“Yes, and Eugene's on the New York side. You're good up in Boston, down in Philadelphia, and you have a huge network. ”

In fact, Eugene exerted a low power that was not left behind in the open house.

Despite working from home as a pregnant body, her volunteer shootings boasted an unfortunate firepower.

Thanks to my long standing as an agent in New York.

“You said you were going to digest all three, and now you're going to shoot all four? But a horse is three or four chains. Does this expression mean anything to you in a vast country like America? Hehehe.”

Somi's smile spread throughout the office.

One "The Bress" is the only country that remains in the Lapbook. So, Tae Won thanked me again. I was happy to be able to treat talented and sincere employees without fail.

After dinner.

Tae Won took out his horse while drinking a cup of coffee from Dongmyun and the railing.

“I went to the magazine and I met with my deputy, and I heard about Starbooks. ”

“Talk about what? ”

“Jules' son flew away after taking the bill. ”

“ · · · · · ·! ”

Dongbu was surprised and opened his eyes wide.

Tae Won said as boldly as one person expected that this would happen someday.

“Two months, maybe less than a billion. Maybe he got stuck until he wanted to, but then he went quiet. ”

“Maybe good! Are you okay with Starbooks?”

“Are you kidding me? Even if his name is Starbooks, he'll collapse by one billion won. It's just that Jules' wounds are a little big. I heard you even went to town in circles. ”

Tae-won's long sigh split the air of spring day.

Rapebooks has recently grown into a publishing house the size of Starbooks.

Rapebooks are still growing without even realizing it, but Starbooks are collapsing. The past was once the forefront of the genre novel market.

“Look at the real you. You're better at this than you were then or now. ”

Dong-mi grabbed Tae-won's hand and said playfully.

However, Tae-won smiled bitterly and stirred his head to the left and to the right.

“I didn't see anyone. You saw the writing. ”

“ · · · · · ·? ”

“Even back then, I didn't understand. Why no one leads such a good writer. I'm a successful writer if I can figure out how to interact with my readers. ”

I put out my tongue while putting down the coffee cup that Tae Won drank.

“I can't forget the day I first read your manuscript. Some writers write so well. You're a natural writer. ”

Dong-mi smiled at his mouth instead of his opponent.

“I've done my homework before I became an editor. After a short shock, I decided. I will tell the world the name of the writer. I will prove my editor's point. ”

“That's why you've heard so many bad things from your Starbooks representative. I don't know why only the unfavorable writer takes care of everything else. After all the excitement you've had, that's what you always say. ”

Dong-mi takes the cup from Tae-won's hand.

With a cup in both hands, she adds, smiling.

“You're a natural editor. A great editor who knows how to look into people's minds, not just writing. ”

“Why are you bringing people up like this today? ”

Tae-won grabbed the shoulders of Dongwon's sheep.

As I tried to hold her in my arms, Somi opened the door behind my back, and Tae-won twisted his legs and crushed the calf in place.

I laughed when I was sick.

* * *

“I'm sorry to see you so early, sir. There are reporters who are gathering to cover the story these days, and that's why they have to come out at a time like this. ”

The reconstruction in front of the tomb bows politely and greets you.

The world without the energy of the night is still dark.

I lifted my wrist and checked my watch, and it was now past 4: 20 in the morning.

“My mother told me to be careful because it is time for you to travel from self-government to 4 am. I don't really believe it, but I was thinking about coming out after 4 o'clock today. ”

Reconstruction lays a bottle of soju and dry soju in front of the tomb. The last one was released in the United States by The Bress.

“This work is going well because you took care of it. No, I'm not sure. I think it's going well. I have a lot of people around me who tell me in different ways, but I have to feel it. ”

Reconstruction turns the horse around the grave.

Since I visited regularly and cared for it, I didn't see any weeds to pull out.

Back in front, he raises his glass of soju, then turns his head to the side and drinks.

“I left my snow cones with Lika today. I want to stay with you for a long time. ”

I get drenched in memories with someone I've never actually met in my life.

It was still a cold dawn breeze, and the reconstruction had repeatedly shared a drink with Seo Gun Woo.

My body is getting warmer.

It felt like his blessings were wrapping around his whole body.

Right then.

An unprecedented posture stimulated the eardrum.

The reconstruction raises its head and casts its gaze beyond the tomb.

There is usually a trail behind the tomb, which is on the other side of his ascent.

There, an old man in a blue tunic was walking down the street.

‘Who are you? I don't think I've seen many people walking in these hills. ’

Reconstruction and the old man's gaze crossed my mind.

He was a tall, dry old man. He was in his early 80s, despite his approximate age.

“Was it you?”

An old man suddenly asked me a question.

Reconstruction looked around to see if there was anyone else besides him. Of course, I didn't see anyone else.

“Did you touch this tomb?" ”

“Oh, yes. That's right."

Reconstruction awkwardly replied and woke up.

The old man approaches with a backpack and looks down at the grave.

“Thought I'd stop by sometime, but it's always so clean. You have a caring hand. ”

“Excuse me, but are you… · · · · · · ·? ”

“Not working. ”

“Yes?”

“I don't have to answer your questions. ”

The old man circles the grave once, then stands in front of the Memorial Stone. Then, he looked lost in thought because he was the boss.

Reconstruction stands behind you, waiting for the silence to be broken.

After a while.

The old man straightens his waist and starts walking back the way he came.

Reconstruction quickly followed.

“Sir, if you'll excuse me, I have to ask. How did you know Seo Gun-woo? ”

“I told you I'm not working. ”

The old man cuts his horse with a somewhat unpleasant tone.

How many more steps did he take?

Suddenly, the old man who stood in his place did not look back and asked the reconstructor.

“You want to know what kind of writer a human was before you? ”

“Anything's fine. I'm a writer, so I want to know a little bit more. I met your son once, but now I've lost touch with him. ”

“It was the Fire Lord.”

“ · · · · · ·? ”

“I was the only Fire Lord who thought I was the only writer in the world. ”

After answering, the old man took another step.

The reconstruction follows in a daze and grudgingly speaks.

“Senior, if you have any contacts, please · · · · · · ·. ”

“There you go, man. When I saw him again, his contact was frozen to death. ”

The old man's unclean back quickly swallowed up beyond the mountain.

Reconstruction was staggering, echoing the chords.

I wonder if it's an odd temper.

Or was it a very good relationship with Seo Gun Woo in his life?

There was no way to guess.

"I'll see you around. ’

Reconstruction takes care of the luggage and returns to the rubble.

The intense impression of the old man that I had never seen before was not erased from my mind all the way back.

“Huh? Why are you up so early? ”

When I entered the house, I saw Su-hee sitting on the living room couch. She opens her pajamas and looks up at her phone.

“I got a reply from Michael. ”

“Oh, really? What did you send me?”

“He was so surprised that he almost got hurt when he fell out of bed. I was moved and cried a lot. Thank you very much.”

“Thank goodness.”

Reconstruction sat next to Su-hee and hugged her. Su-hee patted his back like a child.

“You're lucky I'm good at English, right? You don't have to speak English. You can tell Michael all you want because I'm here. ”

Reconstruction kissed Su-hee's lovely lips.

As soon as Su-hee dried her tongue through the crack in her lips, Su-hee narrowed her glabella and pulled her head back.

“Have you been drinking? ”

“Oh, I had two drinks, but I forgot. Should I brush my teeth?”

“I don't want to do that · · · · · · · · · You want to do this in the morning? ”

“I'm like this 24/7 with you. ”

“Good energy, really. What's going on, in the living room? ”

“I don't care if it's nobody. ”

Su-hee opens her arms and accepts the coming reconstruction.

Lika, sitting in the window frame at the end of the living room, only lifted her ears once, and never opened her eyes.

The morning was dawning.

* * *

[Novel book saved a student's life, "The book blocked the bullet's skin two centimeters away."]

[Attention to 18-year-old boy Michael Saline's novel, The Bress-Dragon Rider from a small eastern country]

[‘It was originally a famous novel in The Brest L.A.', Michael's post on his personal blog, lines of comments.]

[Little miracle featured on USA Today, Michael can't stop smiling at the unexpected gifts from the author (pictured left)]

“No, what is all this about? ”

Myeong-seok came to work and I had a refreshing morning.

After brushing his teeth, Eugene, sitting in front of his laptop, couldn't help but be frightened.

As always, I was about to start monitoring, but all the international news about 'The Bress’ was being trampled on.

“Michael Bristol? You saved his life in the armory? Thanks to The Bress? ”

The more I searched for information, the more surprised I became.

Eugene's hand grabbing the mouse had no rest.

Gerko's monitor reminded me of a student blog by the name of Michael Bristol.

[The Bress himself sent you a gift, wow!]

Guys, look at the picture.

The Bress I'm holding is not what you have.

Do you see the sign on the open? I sent you this consolation gift to tell you how I saw the news of the accident.

Books aren't the only gift.

I think you've been looking for my blog and reading about it. I think the writer read all about how I lost my parents when I was young and grew up on the outside.

Otherwise, my laptop would be destroyed, and I can't ask my poor grandfather to help me, so The Breeze writer couldn't possibly know what happened to me when I started part-time.

Come on, guys. Why don't you look down a little bit?

You see this picture?

This is a laptop from The Bress. Wow!

It's big and light! As a test, I've tried the artwork, and it's good enough that I don't have to connect my own keyboard!

Now I'm writing like I'm having fun, but...

I actually cried a lot.

This is the first time I've ever received a gift from someone other than you and your friends.

I've been searching 24 hours a day only for Korea, who had no interest in what countries were in the East. Sincerely, thank you. This writer has been the turning point in my life.

Thank you, writer Harebuild!

Your writing is amazing and admirable!

“Oh, my God! ”

Eugene, who checked under the post, could not keep his mouth shut.

Dozens of like icons in real time with every F5 key pressed, and constant comments.

Many Americans who had unfamiliar oriental manners were pouring out their emotions.

Glug glug!

The phone next to the keyboard vibrates.

Eugene looks up at the monitor and answers the phone like a stunned person.

“Good Morning Aiden. I was going to call. ”

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