God of Music

Young Chun bowed his head politely toward the crowds and left the meeting room.

[Well, well...!!]

Ryuyang, who anticipated a score, stood up to catch Young Chun.

At that time, the director said in a coarse tone.

[I'm sorry to hear that, Director.]

[What, what, what...?]

[I'll buy you a drink next time. Then.]

Jung Han-ui bowed slightly to Ryuyang, who could not hide her emotions, and stood up.

When he came in to unpack, he handed the bag to his secretaries, and his eyes met Kang Yun, who was talking to Lee.

‘I'll figure it out. ’

Jung Han-ui lightly lifted both mouths toward Kang-yoon.

I got everything I could from here.

Normally, a PPL would have been enough to move around a regular temple, but the drama was a difficult step to promote. And it was worth it.

Of course, there were definitely areas that I disliked.

‘Personally, I don't want Lee Gangyun to persuade Ryuyang... but it probably doesn't matter. After all, it's in our best interest. ’

After receiving Kang Yoon's greetings, Director Jung Haengwi left the meeting room with a happy smile.

As the two heavy-duty people stepped forward, the conference room became noisy in a flash.

“Aye. Hayas is better. ”

[Obviously, a boss decides quickly.]

[Huangpu River is pretty.]

“It's better for Siyan than Hayas. ”

The people loudly left the conference room one by one.

There were many words in the boss's decision, but it was generally the atmosphere he wanted to follow.

The only people left were Director Kang Yun, Lee, and Ryuyang.

[Huh, hahaha...]

In the empty conference room in a flash, Ryuyang burst into laughter.

He insisted that Korean staffs, Chinese actors, and Korean actors must include PPL, saying that the drama produced by a properly harmonized team is a golden timeline.

But if they find out it was stolen from the White Martial Arts...

I was blinded.

‘It's self-serving, but pathetic. ’

Lee Hyeon-si sighed as she looked at Ryuyang's stretched shoulders.

I thought I had it in me, but seeing someone else's ugly face was not a very pleasant thing.

At that time, Kang Yoon approached Director Ryuyang.

Ms. Grant?

Although Lee called Kang Yun, he lightly gestured that he was okay and stood in front of Ryuyang's director.

[Can I talk to you?]

Ryuyang, who felt popular, raised his head powerlessly.

Are you here to gloat?]

It's about drama.]

[I have nothing to say.]

As if they were all annoying, Ryuyang turned her head, but Kang Yoon continued to talk calmly.

[We're not done yet.]

Hot meal.

Ryuyang moved to Kang Yun's words and tightly grabbed his collar as he breathed life into his eyes.

[What are you doing?!]

While Lee was surprised at his sudden actions and tried to take Ryuyang's hand, Kang Yun calmly raised his hand to restrain her.

“I'm fine.”

“Ms. Grant! ”

“I'll take care of it. ”

Lee Hyun-si hesitated several times and reluctantly left his hand and headed to the corner of the meeting room.

“Ha…”

She can't get out of the car, but she picks up her phone and listens.

Of course, it was the story of another country for Ryuyang, who had caught fire in his eyes.

[Yeah, it's not over. It was you. It was you. It's the same with Min Jin-seo... and the last time. Is my son's work that unfair?]

[It distinguishes between work and work. This has nothing to do with that.]

[Nonsense.]

When Kang Yun responded with an unreasonable voice, Ryuyang moved her hands around her neck, shaking, and releasing her powerlessly.

[... It won't do you any good to guess. Yeah, it's over anyway! Yeah, let's hear it. Try it.]

Ryuyang, who took out the chair, looked up at Kang Yun unfairly.

Can't you hear what they're saying in the yard? It doesn't matter what you say.

Though he felt hesitant and hostile, Kang Yoon boldly spoke about his business.

I'll let you do whatever you want.

What do you want? I don't know what you're talking about.]

[PPL. I'll let you do it.]

Ryuyang, director of Kang Yun's proposal, snorted.

[Ridiculous… Hayes is going to let me do PPL instead of Siyan?]

[I will make PPL possible with Siyan.]

Ha?

It was an offer I didn't need to hear any more about. Then he didn't have to come himself.

Are you making fun of me? Hayes and Siyan, two department stores in a drama on PPL? Companies that fight back and forth in ranking? I can't predict what's going to happen compared to each other, so I have to create that anxiety by myself?! You think that's what you want in Siyan? Are you making fun of me?]

Ryuyang, who shouted loudly at Kang Yoon, woke up in his place as if he no longer had any value to hear.

It means nothing unless it is an exclusive PPL contract. Whether it was Hayes or Siyan, this was the same.

From the point of view of Zen Polarization, securing both locations would not be as good as that, but from the point of view of the department stores that provide the location and capital, it is naturally comparable.

Although he was embarrassed, Kang Yun was calm.

[Are you going to end it like this?]

[.....]

[I don't want to have to live with you.]

Ryuyang's footsteps stopped.

If I went back like this, I would come back only to be thrown out of the company with a saying that I had worked hard.

I had to listen for a little while if there was even a chance of a word. Even if it doesn't make sense.

Ryuyang, who was in the chair again, stared at Kang Yun with unflattering eyes.

[... Okay. Like you said, I decided to do some PPL with Siyan. What are we going to do about Siyan's refusal? Are they going to stand there?]

[I'll take care of that.]

[… khmm. Joe, good.]

In a very clear answer, Ryuyang let out a cough to see if she was embarrassed.

Then he shakes his head to see what comes to mind.

[Even if it's resolved, there's a real problem. President of Hayes. Ljuentao. Will he tolerate PPL with Siyan?]

[Simply reduce the amount you invest in Zen Polarization. I hear you're investing with a venue offering.]

[I did. The production fee and location offer were the original conditions.]

[We have Siyan, so we should be able to significantly reduce the cost of our support. I know you're sensitive to money...] [Ah...]

Just then, Ryuyang's face began to brighten slightly.

When he became immersed in his story, Kang Yoon empowered the horse.

[Reduce investment costs, and suggest a project that Hayes and Siyan are on the same screen but are fully prepared for competition. In this drama, Hayes, Siyan and two department stores will come up with the headlines of what marketing to seize this opportunity with.]

[... yes. That'll do.]

Ryuyang took a note and wrote it down, forgetting Kang-yoon's story.

Prepare for marketing if you can't avoid a dramatic competition.

His eyes began to revive slowly.

Lee Hyun-si shined her eyes with her hands on her chin to see if his appearance was strange.

"My boss, if you sell the car, the king will have a reservation. ’

While looking at Kang Yun, who was enthusiastically persuading Ryuyang's director, Lee Ryuyang put her hands on her chin and asked with a soft voice.

[... Okay. Both Siyan and Hayas will improve drama quality if they participate in PPL. Siyan, us and Hayes will have to compete, but we'll have more promotions, and if we do well, we'll make a big profit. By the way, I have some questions. It would have been in your best interest to leave me alone. What do you want?]

There is no favour without a reason.

In fact, it was better to leave myself as Kang Yoon. I would if I were you.

When I woke up, I was afraid of Kang Yun doing this favor.

Kang Yun confidently opened his eyes.

“Tuberculosis. I'm sorry)”

In one sentence, Ryuyang closed her eyes.

At once, he understood Kang Yun's words.

It was to apologize for what happened between my son Ljujenlin and Seo Hanyu.

Which means...

Ryuyang didn't answer easily.

There were some things I hated about my loving son saying sad things to others, but not for fundamental reasons.

Admit what happened with that guy, Chiche, and take responsibility?]

Kang Yun boldly nodded.

Apologies in China were never simple.

In the period of the Cultural Revolution, one word of apology in China was a dangerous word to say to life. It's been interpreted as taking responsibility for my mistakes.

Thanks to this, China has recently achieved even part-time excuses for saying sorry.

[I want leucine to untie my singer, Seohyun oil and knots. And we would like to clear all of each other's savings.]

Ryuyang was unable to say anything.

When I refused, my son wept because he wept and said yes.

As he hesitated, Kang Yoon slowly got up from his seat.

[You refused. So...]

[Hey, wait!!]

Ryuyang held Kang-yoon's arm in surprise.

[Another condition, yes, like Hayes' model? I don't think we deserve a singer.]

[Thank you for your kindness.]

There was no compromise.

Kang Yun's arms trembled and Ryuyang bit her lip tightly.

Eventually, I sat on the chair helplessly.

[... got it. I lost. I'll do as you say.]

[Okay, I will reserve a spot within the week.]

[.....]

Ryuyang moved her face to the desk with a yellow expression.

Kang Yoon motioned to Lee Hyun and quietly left the meeting room.

Lee Hyun-seo, who had no drink in front of the vending machine in the hallway, called Kang Yoon to see if he had any questions.

“Will Ryuyang keep her promise? ”

He was very good at making promises, so he was troubled by the look on Lee's face.

However, Kang Yun nodded, saying that it was okay.

“Ryuyang is a typical predisposition for being weak at being strong. He finds his way around like a ghost. ”

“Then you have nothing to worry about. What am I supposed to do now? ”

“We are planning to set up a joint meeting soon between Ethios and Diane. ”

As they headed to the car, the two of them talked about the schedule going forward.

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A few days later.

There was a small commotion in the Chinese office of Yunsul Entertainment.

“Dear. (Sorry)”

Kang Yoon told me about it beforehand, but when I met him, Seo Han Yoo was embarrassed and trembled thinly.

[You...]

[.....]

A young man with deep head bows and apologies.

It was a small form of letters that did not express emotions well, but only for this man.

He was, by the way, leucine, the son of the tyrant who molested him at the last show.

Seo Han Yoo, who had not spoken for a long time, closed his eyes and barely got lucky.

[... yes. Okay.]

[There...]

[Go, I don't want to see you anymore.]

It was the first time he had heard this, but his eyes tightened and he immediately let down his shoulders and went out.

“Ha…”

Kang Yoon silenced his back to Seo Han Yoo who was exhausted.

“Well done.”

“Ms. Grant, I...”

“It's a matter to solve and move on. ”

Kang Yoon left Seo Han Yoo dazed and approached Ryuyang, who was covering her face on one side.

[... you kept your promise.]

Ryuyang moved out immediately, saying she didn't want to stay any longer.

After they left, Seo Han Yoo approached Kang Yoon.

“That's strange.”

“..... ”

“... but it's nice. Thank you."

I didn't know how surprised I was when I first heard from Kang Yoon.

Accepting an apology, out of the blue?

It was unimaginable for anyone else. No, even in Korea.

However, Kang Yun only gently patted her back.

“I just wanted it to go away. Come on, let's go. ”

Kang Yoon headed to the third floor with Seo Han Yoo.

On the third floor, there was a large room that collapsed the walls.

Two people opened the door and walked inside, and more than ten women and a man welcomed them.

“Huh? Writer Kang Yoon!! ”

“Ms. Grant! ”

“Ms. Lee. Welcome."

He was a practicing Ethiopian, devoted to activities, and a Chuman who was busy with various external activities.

Kang Yoon sat next to the rigid who pulled out the chair himself and greeted everyone.

“This is the first time we've all been here. ”

“I see. Mr. Lee, it's been a long time. ”

Chumanzi sent a grudge against Kang Yun.

On top of that, Juyea, also known as Diatines, adds a word.

“He really is our boss. I was just waiting for you, giraffe. ”

“Giraffe? Hey, you. When did I?”

“If a man finds a man like that, he's mistaken? ”

It was the first gathering thanks to Zhuyea and Chumanji, but the atmosphere was not heavy.

When everyone had a friendly conversation with a joyful voice with a light story, Kang Yun clapped his hands and gathered his gaze.

“I'm much later than I expected. I'm sorry that happened, especially because of me. ”

“It's a little... right? ”

Chumanzi's boss shrugged his shoulders, and Kang Yun lowered his head lightly.

“I'm sorry, but I'm going to speed up now. ”

“Whew, okay. ”

Chuman put his hand in the middle.

“Eeh? This stuff is gross. ”

Diane's grumbling, Han Hyo-jung grumbled, but the same youngest, Kim Ji-suk, grabbed her hand and overlapped Chuman's boss first.

Soon Kang Yoon reached out his hand, and all the Ethiopian members overlapped their hands.

Feeling the heavy weight, Chumanzi said.

“It's a real start. Ms. Lee, one last thing. ”

Kang Yun, who succeeded Barton, calmly said.

“Ethioms and Diane are the face of World, Yunsul Entertainment. Let's build a stage for it. ”

“Yay!!! ”

The room was flooded with fighting sounds, and the collaborative concert began to accelerate.

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