Big Life

35 - A domestic dispute (3)

“Oh, my sweet boy. Do you see her? Do you see her smiling? ”

The adorable baby's eyes were lacking even though he was watching all day.

After changing the diaper, Eugene held the baby in his chest. The smile on my face did not stop.

“Woof, what did you say? Are you hungry or do you want to eat? ”

Eugene boasted that his joy was different. For her, pregnancy was a blessing and a miracle. I broke up with my beloved grandson because I couldn't have children, and completely put aside the lonely past that had been living alone in the United States.

Glug glug!

“My baby, wait a minute. I need to take your call. Hello?"

- Hello, I'm Yanaki Yoshimi from Ichijinkan. Can I talk to you now?

The woman was speaking in English with a very clumsy pronunciation.

Eugene sighed without a sound because he had already called several times.

“You can call. You can also speak Japanese. ”

Eugene spoke Japanese to ensure smooth communication. It was often hard to understand because the woman's pronunciation had been blurred many times before.

The woman replied in Japanese with a raised accent.

- Thank you so much for your consideration. Not only that, but when I contacted you a long time ago, I called you again because I wanted to discuss the rights to evil. At that time, I was not familiar with the instructions of my superiors, and the manual was not ready, and I felt like I was baptized because I was absent.

Women's words changed to Japanese more than twice as fast.

The placenta was an apology for trying to be polite, so I didn't hear anything more. However, Eugene waited quietly as a competent agent. After a long time, after the introduction, the woman's words got to the point.

- · · · · · · · So I concluded that I could pay 10 million yen in merit tax through this internal meeting. I would like to hear from the agency on this.

Before answering, Eugene smiled in relief.

Ten million yen is all I need.

It's more advanced than the previous contract for 3 million yen, but it's still a lot of money.

“Hey, Mr. Yanagi. ”

- Yes, go ahead.

“I can't sign. ”

- Excuse me, one more time.

“I told you, you can't sign for 10 million yen. ”

Eugene's expression was cool, repeating resolutely.

The amount was not a problem. To protect the value of the author called Harebuild as an agent. So I spoke without hesitation.

“We are familiar with the landscape that recognizes the interest of Japanese publishing industry. Could be a cartel between publishers, right? This merit bill seems too strong. I'd rather not sign all of us. This is how it's gonna go down, right? ”

- I'm sorry, there seems to be a misunderstanding!

“I acknowledge such a landscape in Japan. But it's not anyone else. It's Mr. Haejeon. Even if you publish an essay in Korea, it is ridiculously insufficient compared to a Japanese parent celebrity who receives more than KRW 500 million in preliminary taxes. ”

- That is, the · · · · · · · Korean publishing market has an infinitely competitive structure to get good works and · · · · · · ·! Of course, the company is a profit-seeking group and it's natural to want to contract even if you pay more taxes to get good work.

“I know what you're going to say. ”

Eugene cut off the opponent's words and continued my opinions.

“I'm not going to argue that the Korean publishing industry is right. Since it's a bleeding competition, it's only natural that overseas publishers who know the situation of the Korean publishing community will have a sword sack. Obviously, the Korean market is crowded from time to time. ”

Eugene lifts his head and takes a deep breath. Looking at the many books of the reconstructor on the bookshelf, she adds.

“Let me assure you of the conclusion. I have no intention of tailoring the value of the rebuilding teacher to the Japanese market. ”

- Well, is it?

“Mr. Harebuild delegated 100% of my work to overseas copyright. If malicious information is not released in Japan immediately, it doesn't matter. because we've already signed with more than 30 countries in the world, and if we wait for Japan, we'll be able to connect with other places besides Ichijinkan. ”

Eugene gives the opponent a clear tone of voice to confirm who is holding the scabbard. The target over the distressed radio waves doesn't speak properly.

Yuck.

The door opened behind my back and a sharp seat came in.

Eugene jumped up and greeted his cell phone.

“Well, I'm sure you understand. I'm going to hang up now. ”

- Now, wait a minute. Speak calmly again!

Knuckles!

Eugene sighed, who hung up on me desperately. After recognizing the expression described above, he took a step closer and asked.

“What were you talking about? Are you Japanese?”

“Yes, Ichijinkan. 10 million yen in prevailing tax. ”

“That's why my Eugene is so angry again. ”

“I'm not angry. I'm just being ridiculous. Did my baby mama scare you with that loud voice? I'm sorry. I'm sorry. ”

Eugene quickly smiled back at the face of the baby in his arms. The phone rang again as soon as I tried to kiss her.

“Look at the baby, I'll get the phone. ”

“Thanks, babe. ”

Myung Seok picked up the phone instead. As he started talking in English, Eugene was also interested and took a glance.

After a while.

Myeong-seok turned around, blocking the bottom of the phone with his palm. He looked at Eugene from afar, and said Najjik.

“Hiddensha, 120 million yen. ”

Eugene laughed furiously.

It was not surprising. It's natural for a poor person to reach out first.

* * *

["Evil" by reconstruction, a license agreement with Hiddensha Japan at last]

[Industry expert, 'Extremely unusual for Japanese publishing markets famous for not spending money on overseas license purchases’]

[A million copies sold in France, the second home of 'Evil’!]

[The Bress-Dragon Rider, a 30-million-dollar billion-dollar bill, sold in an incremental fashion with an award-winning Confucius.]

“Isn't this a novel, brother? ”

She muttered as she watched the news of the reconstruction of the main portal site. The microscope glances back at his monitor and smiles.

“You know, it's a fantasy if reconstruction is a novel for your brother. ”

“You already have. Lots of blogs.”

“Oh, it's you. We agreed not to talk about that. And then the reconstruction goes into your ears. ”

“Okay, son. I won't tell you. ”

Bong, who was writing on the side of the microscope, intervened.

“I'm born with the blessings of the world, whether it's reconstructed brother or daughter. My dad is a world-class writer, and my aunt is the heir to one of Korea's best financiers, and my best friend is Worldstar. ”

“The wand sounds like a total Cheeky. ”

Each of the writers burst out a light smile.

Yeon-woo smiled, but her expression hardened quickly. It is because I think of my mother who is working alone.

"Don't work, you're going out of the restaurant again!" ’

After my father died.

Yeongwoo was paying her monthly living expenses. This is the result of saving as much as possible to wear with the hope that the remaining mother will live in comfort.

But everything didn't go as expected.

Mother didn't seem to spend a penny of her son's money every month. You resumed a hard-earned restaurant while saving money for yourself. No matter how much I persuaded and sometimes got angry, it was a real buzzkill. If you don't put it together like this, you won't be able to get married later.

Glug glug!

The phone on my desk was shaking.

Upon waking from thought, Yeon-woo immediately received a call after seeing the name of the reconstruction that came to her mind.

“Yes, brother. Are you done with Mr. Kwon? ”

- Uh, yeah. I'm on my way back to the office right now. Do you want to come out for lunch? It's a little early.

“Yes, I was hungry. Then another author. ”

- You're on your own.

“Yes?”

- Lee Yeon-woo, I need to talk to you.

“Yes, yes. Okay, brother. I'm leaving now.”

After hanging up the phone, Yeon-woo tilted her head. The seal on the back was as hot as a man with a twist.

“Well, I'm going to go out and reconstruct for a while. ”

“Oh, really? I'll be back after lunch. Have a good day. ”

Wearing shoes made me feel even weirder. No one asks why we go alone.

However, everyone was busy writing, so he left the office.

I went down to the first floor and the reconstruction was already here.

“Have you been waiting long? ”

“I called you three minutes ago, but what are you waiting for? What should I eat?”

“Well, it's cold, so how about some stew? ”

“Yes, close and good. ”

The two of them entered a nearby restaurant and settled down. As soon as the order was completed and the employee turned around, the reconstruction immediately asked.

“Why didn't you tell me about the Epic Sphere? ”

“Oh, how did you know? ”

Yeongwoo asked with a pale complexion. I told the microscope not to say anything. Reconstruction already knows who heard it.

“How did you know? Does it matter now? You want to die?”

“I'm sorry. Sorry, brother, reconstruction. I wasn't trying to hide it, but my mind... ”

“I know you don't have to say it anymore. ”

The reconstruction followed the water and cut off the horse.

“I just want to tell you two things. ”

“Come on, talk to me. ”

“You're a writer. Do you have to write novels? ”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

“No? Every writer has a gift, right? If you could write poetry, write novels, write essays, write scenarios, write anything, and read it, wouldn't that be enough? ”

I couldn't answer anything because Yeon-woo's heart was eating. I didn't ask questions for answers in the first place.

I was just thankful and sorry.

Why does my brother constantly take care of me and comfort me so badly? How long do I have to lose?

Reconstruction was the word.

“And what else. You're sorry you can't eat through my fame? ”

“I can honestly say no. ”

“How do you eat it? Did Writer Poong Cheon Yoo rise so quickly on his own strength? How many promotional effects have I received thanks to Yeon-woo Lee? ”

The reconstruction suddenly reaches up onto the table.

Softly tapping the shoulder of Yeongwoo, he added.

“Make a deal.”

“Ah, real reconstruction. ”

“That is your property and your achievement. Don't you ever feel sorry for me. I owe you as much as I think you owe me. ”

Reconstruction suddenly saw the wall hung TV and gestured there.

“Just look at that. Do you have any idea how long I was alive when you defeated that man in that New York office? ”

Yeon, who was watching TV, smiled with a crying face. Director Woo Jae-hoon, who had won first place in the stupid speech corner, was flashing on the screen.

“Do you understand? You've done a lot for me, too. You should be good to your mother by being good at books. ”

“Can I really · · · · · · · ·, brother? ”

“Have you listened to what I've been saying? You don't need my permission? ”

My phone vibrated and I lost the conversation.

Reconstruction sought understanding and immediately picked up the phone.

It was Kyokho's phone.

“Yes, brother. What brings you here?"

- I was gonna call you this morning, but I heard about this team leader, and he had a meeting about The Bress.

“Yes, we're halfway done with the second part, and I'm just going to have a little chat with Mr. Lapbook. ”

- You already wrote two and a half copies? What time is it? Have you been having a hard time with this team leader lately?

“Hahaha, I don't think so. Half as much as the first half, and as soon as I finish my original plan, I write the text faster. ”

- Yeah, I need you to send me a manuscript for scenarios. No, we can ask this team leader to show us. By the way, you should know soon enough, right?

“Of course I do. ”

Reconstruction answered with a big smile.

"The Bress Online" is a closebeta test. Reconstruction was specially invited as the original author of the guard.

- This team leader opposes his brother-in-law's participation, but what can I do? I'm the director of Planning. It's up to me. Don't you think?

“Hahaha, yes. Su-hee is so perfect. I'm making you tense this time, and I'm worried that I might be disappointed in you. ”

- I'd appreciate it if you knew the game better and had a few more friends you could trust.

“Hmm, yes. Let's think about who. ”

Reconstruction of the answer reminded me of the face of an employee of a small game company and a close friend. Although I doubt that regulators will accept employees of other competing companies.

- I'll call you back. I'm going to have some stew with this team leader. You're jealous, right?

“What should I do? I'm already here for the stew. ”

- Damn, you're one step behind. Enjoy your lunch, brother-in-law.

“Yes, enjoy your meal. ”

As soon as I hung up the phone, an employee appeared and put a large cauldron pot on the table.

Yeongwoo lit a fire and the stew immediately began to boil.

“I haven't eaten in a while. It looks delicious. ”

“Yes, it looks delicious. ”

While answering in a blurred voice, the reconstruction looked around.

Since when?

It's become a habit to go around looking for an old man in an improved outfit.

“Brother? Have you seen anyone you know? ”

“No, it's not. Let's eat.”

Reconstruction spoke around and picked up a spoonful.

The girl across the restaurant was reducing the warmth. It was a reconstruction that felt the early spring of thirty-one years.

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