Devil's Music

A week later.

Arthur created a prototype faster than he had promised. The watch, made with the help of a professional designer, passed Ilysher Usmanov's test.

In fact, Arthur's prototype quality was not that bothered Ilysher Usmanov because he decided at the same time the investment was confirmed.

On the day of the investment decision, my parents came to London, both inside and out, and they were waiting outside the office where the investment decision was made, and they saw Arthur's bright smile leaving the office and they said, "Long live!"

That evening, Arthur, who was taking his parents to the hotel room with a toast, touched his phone with a slightly drunk face.

In his mind, I recalled the conversation I had with Ilysher Usmanov at the investment decision meeting.

A large and colorful conference room blinded against the sunlight, Ilysher Usmanov smiled and said to Arthur, who sat alone at the end of the long table with a nervous expression.

“The investment decision has been made. It's going to be the same amount as Kay, and we'll come back to that in a moment. ”

The soon-to-be-approved secretary issued an investment decision agreement, and the stake was a short document that did not need to be read for long, stating that it would later be decided as an additional contract, so Arthur immediately signed off and sighed, relying on the chair, etc.

Ilysher Usmanov, who approached her one day, tapped his shoulder.

“We have to do it right now, right? Prototypes are literally prototypes, and you can't just commercialize them. You know?”

Arthur got up from his seat and said with a resolute expression.

“Yes, I'm aware. We will make sure you do not regret your investment. ”

“Haha, I hope that decision hasn't changed. ”

“Thank you so much for the opportunity, Ilysher Usmanov. ”

“Hmm…… I guess you should be thanking Kay more than me. ”

“Oh, yes! I'm very grateful to Kay. ”

“Well…… the real reason for investing in you was with Kay. As soon as his investment was confirmed, all of our board members in Arsenal Holdings lost a reason to object, a small one, but it's rarely unanimously decided. ”

“Well, is it? ”

“Yes, don't you know what it means for Kay to invest? ”

Arthur stutters, wondering if the question was unthinkable.

“Weren't celebrities part of his business…… or investing…? ”

Ilysher Usmanov folds her arms and smiles.

“That's right, but the pints are a little off. Kay is a world-class star. He invested. That's the same amount as Arsenal Holdings, so he's going to be the majority shareholder, right? This means that you can get Kay's help from the marketing side. You know what I'm saying? ”

“Ah… yes, you can get help with advertising. ”

Ilysher Usmanov smiles deeply.

“You don't realize it yet, Kay's only shot three commercials so far. I first signed with the SJT group in Korea for 15 million dollars, and I got 34 million dollars from Mercy Barnes in Germany and 70 million from the U.S. government. ”

I nodded my head to see if Arthur knew about it, as it was the world's top news story.

“That was great.”

Ilysher Usmanov smiles.

“You built the brand and Kay invested. That's an unlimited number of pre-pass requests for The Lake ads. It's worth more than 200 million dollars. ”

Arthur rises in horror.

“$200 million? ”

“Yes, and that's why our board of Arsenal Holdings has come to the conclusion that we need to invest a little bit more and gain more shares than K. No, there was a strong argument that we need to increase our investments, not out of levels. ”

Arthur now wondered that his investment could have been higher.

“But why are the investments still……. ”

Ilysher Usmanov puts his hand on his shoulder and says,

“It was Kay's will. I called Kay at the investment decision meeting. ”

“Y-you mean Kay opposed to raising your investment? ”

Ilysher Usmanov looks disappointed in Arthur.

“You don't know this part, Arthur Hodgson, because it's your first time in business. Increased investment means more shares in the company.

Plus, you don't have the initial investment fund. That means that there will be a lot of Arsenal Holdings' involvement in the management of your brand, The Lake, which may catch up with you after the brand is successful. ”

The ignorant Arthur opens his eyes, smiling at Ilysher Usmanov.

“Kay was worried about that. The investment you have received will suffice to set up the company. More investments than necessary can become poisonous in the future.

He's been asking you to adjust it so that you can be completely more successful at Lake, and so silently silenced by the board members who want to increase their investment. ”

Arthur blames himself for being disappointed in Kay for a short time.

“Oh... Kay... for me... ”

“Haha, yes. ”

“Ah... thank you so much for that. I don't know that. I... ”

“That's all I blame myself for. It's time to try. If you're so grateful to Kay, you must fulfill his terms. It's the only way you can repay him. ”

“Condition……? Oh, the drums, right? ”

“Yes, that's it. ”

Arthur frowns slightly and asks.

“Did you hear why I was asked to learn drums? ”

Ilysher Usmanov recalls the vision Pymon showed him, and soon shakes her head.

“No, I didn't hear that either. ”

Arthur sits back down and says,

“Phew... Drums... I'm worried I've never been interested in them. ”

"Hehe, if you think of it as a hobby, you can't repay Kay. Do your best. ”

“Yes... of course. ”

Arthur, who was sitting in his hotel room bed with his memory, picked up the phone he was touching, looking for a phone number. Arthur, who had been looking at the phone number that came up with the crystal, pressed the call button with a nervous face. I heard a voice tone three or four times, and a slightly brighter voice answered the phone.

“Hello, Arthur? ”

Arthur swallows his saliva and stammers.

“Am I... Am I Kay's phone? ”

“Haha, that's right. ”

“Cae, Cae…… Arthur. ”

“Haha, I told you as soon as I got the call. ”

“Oh, really? Th… t… o, the investment has been decided. ”

“I know. Congratulations, Arthur. ”

“Well, thank you very much. I don't know how to repay this... ”

“I haven't done much, but just work hard to repay me for my success. ”

“Yes, yes! No, of course not! And... ”

“Yes, go ahead. ”

“Starting tomorrow morning, I'm going straight to the drum lab. I will learn hard to repay Kay. ”

“Haha, yes. Thank you."

“By the way... why do I need to learn drums? ”

“Hehe, you'll probably see that tomorrow. ”

“Yes? Me or tomorrow? ”

“Haha, can't you just get lost in drumming and get away from the watch brands? ”

“Well, that can't be right. That's your business. ”

“Hehe, will it be like that? Anyway, please work hard and get in touch with us often. ”

“Now, often... yes, yes! I will!”

“Yeah, well, call me back. ”

“Yes, yes! Go, thank you! ”

He stood up in a hotel room alone and bent his waist until the phone disconnected.

Then, when he saw his reflection on the mirror, he was furious and widened his back. Arthur was looking down at the phone, smiling broadly and lying on the bed. Today, Arthur, who even looks beautiful on the ceiling, raises his fist in the sky.

“Yes!! Whether it's drums or brand launches, let's do it! ”

* * *

The next day Arthur, who had just finished his lunch at the hotel, went to the drum studio that Ilysher Usmanov had warned him about. Less than five minutes away from the Arsenal Holdings' building, the drum studio was teaching more than just drums, guitars, bass, guns and vocals.

Near the institute, there were many students who wanted to study utilitarian music, and young students were carrying their instruments. Arthur, who was older than the students, could not adapt to the atmosphere. He hesitated and carefully opened the glass door of the school.

Two men sitting at the small lobby desk at the entrance to the school stood up and asked.

“How did you get here? ”

Arthur stood by the door without completely entering the institute.

“I... I'm supposed to be learning drums from today. ”

One of the two men approached and said.

“Oh, I see. What's your name? ”

“Ah, Arthur Hodgson. ”

“Ah, the one from Arsenal Holdings. Have a seat over here."

Thank you. ”

The place he led was a small conference room. Arthur, who was looking at the wooden interior by himself, looked at the man who had brought him coffee and straightaway posture. The man who placed two cups of coffee on the table sat across from me and laughed.

“My name is Wayne Silton. He's a drum instructor here at SNMA Academy. ”

Arthur took the coffee and said,

“Yes, nice to meet you. My name is Arthur Hodgson. ”

“Haha, how are you related to Arsenal Holdings, by the way? ”

“Oh… should I say business partner? ”

“Business partner? ”

“Yes, I am an investor in my business. ”

Wayne tilts his head and asks.

“You gave your business partner unlimited access to drum lessons? ”

Arthur asked, slightly surprised.

“What are the unlimited rights? ”

“The original workshop is an hour of tutoring once a week and the rest is personal practice. But you have a free pass that you can teach whenever you want. That means you can have eight hours a day, eight hours a day, all week long, if you want. ”

“Ah... I see. ”

“Entertainment for business partners these days is not my common sense, haha. I'm sure you're busy, so I'm going to take a look around the school today and continue with some basic training. This way, please.”

“Oh, yes, yes. ”

Arthur grimaces as he follows Wayne through the sound barrier to the practice room across the lobby. Wayne smiled slightly as he saw Arthur's frown as he heard the music from various places.

“Loud, isn't it? But don't worry, you won't hear a sound when you walk into your practice room. ”

Arthur frowns as he sees a room full of drums from a closed private practice room. After going through several rooms, Arthur looked at one door and was even more impressed.

“Someone in this room has just learned the drums. ”

Wayne looks at the door and shakes his head slightly.

“Well, no. He practiced for a year. ”

Wayne curiously looks at Arthur's face creaking even more.

“What's the matter? ”

I struck my hand as if it were not Arthur.

“Oh, it's nothing. Go ahead.”

As Wayne shrugged his shoulders, Arthur closes his ears and frowns, shouting to himself, hiding from him.

"What's this beat? It doesn't fit at all! There's more than a third of a second difference! ’