God of Music

- (Someday -- all of a sudden --)

One week, I reached towards the center with my hands together. In Korea, it was a part of Korea, but we switched parts with each other to give stronger effects. She reached up her hand and turned around and backwards, followed by Lee Sam-soon.

Watching Ethiopia on TV in her Chinese favorite red dress, Kang Yoon narrowed his eyes.

‘You have to do well. ’

I believed everyone, but on the one hand I was also worried. I didn't have myself on such an important stage today.

Chumanzi, who didn't know his heart, applauded Ethios' stage.

“Wow, that was totally different from the kids. Hye-gyeong, right? ”

“Jung-min, poppins are always art!! Women will fall in love!! “

Min Hye-gyeong was mesmerized by a poppin that seemed to play with Jung Mina's joints separately in the considered part.

As the three people continued to stay away from TV, the Chinese began to gather one by one.

[Hey, is the TV okay?]

When a couple approached and asked, Chumandi was embarrassed and Min Hye-gyeong also passed away.

Then, Kang Yoon stepped out.

[Yes, it looks fine from the quality of the picture. The stage here is amazing.]

Are you new? You look like a Korean singer. Wow.]

A couple who were watching TV stood next to Kang Yun and watched Aedios' performance together.

That's when it started. Seeing people gathering, people started gathering.

[Do you like the TV?]

[Of course.]

- Like what?]

[Watch the singer dance here. It's clean, right? The song sounds neat.]

[Ah, really?]

Kang Yoon didn't really talk about the singer Ethiopian. However, people cheered for singers with glamorous dancing and outstanding singing skills, and they were also very interested in the television of the singer.

People who were looking for a salesperson lined up to buy TV naturally.

A moment ago, Min Hye-gyeong, who noticed the salesperson, scratched her head to see if she was embarrassed.

“That's exactly what Kang Yoon said. We helped. ”

To her surprised, Kang Yun smiled and replied.

“Chinese people have a psychology that they want to be the same. especially when it comes to buying things. When one person is standing in a corner, the other person is standing, and... when the crowds start... like this. ”

“... you've done a lot of research. ”

When Min Hye-gyeong's eyes flashed, Kang Yun turned the ball to her, saying that Lee's advice was great.

Meanwhile, the Ethiopian stage was ending on TV.

Adding the Hangul Alto sound to the Aelien Justice Incline, Christie's eyebrow plays and Lee Sam-sun shakes his waist and steps forward to form.

Jung Mina stood in the middle and the members sat down. The stage lights were concentrated in the middle, and everyone was winking and posing.

Along with him, the stage of Ethiopia is over.

[Wahhh---!!]

As the cheer erupted and the camera angle moved, Kang Yoon-do tried to move, but behind him there was a familiar face.

[Ah, Director Jeonghan.]

[This is the boss, I saw who raised our sales like this.]

Jung Han-ui and Kang-yoon held hands. Director Jung, who greeted Chuan Ji, led the group to his office.

While drinking the tea, the director smiled.

[Ms. Lee. I'm a little disappointed in what happened last time.]

[Hahaha. What disappointed you?]

[The minjin letter. That's too bad, because you have to rot away with such a good model.]

It was a passing tone, but his words had a bitter tinge.

As Min Hye-gyeong's interpreter, Chumandi also heard the situation and smiled awkwardly.

Kang Yoon replied with a sad expression.

[I told you before. I'll repay you with something better than using minjin as a model.]

[Hahaha. People want results that are obvious to them.]

[Yes, but we're not going to be swayed by it.]

[Chuckles] Right?]

As tension subsided, Chumandi's boss and Min Hye-gyeong swallowed tension. Chumanzi was also somewhat aware of Min Jin-seo and PPL.

Where in the world is a card the size of a minjin?

After a while, Lee Jung, who was relaxing with a cup of tea, closed his eyes.

[Not really. We're friends, right?]

[Of course.]

What is this nonsense? I did not understand it as the director who suddenly asked it, or as the president of Kang Yun or Chumanji who answered naturally.

I poured the tea into Kang Yoon's empty tea cup, said Jung Hae-wi.

[You'd better give up on Hongkou.]

“Eeh?! ”

The eyes of Chumanzi, who heard the story through the translator, grew wide. It was hard to understand why this was coming to the store owner. On the other hand, Kang Yun assured me that people in China are sensitive to information.

[This time, a singer named Code-N is rumored to have made an investment in the city of injury. You mean the real world?]

[I don't know for sure, but there's a rumor going around that he's a local People's Congress member. I didn't know any more...]

Chuman was appalled.

The people's parliament was at stake. It was the government that could make things that shouldn't be done and things that shouldn't be done, but it couldn't have been done if that were the case.

“Ugh...”

“Ms. Grant...”

Chumanzi tried to endure the desperate expression of emotion while biting his lips.

Kang Yoon also tried to stay calm.

What do we do? ’

There was a possibility that the rumors were false. I also thought about the possibility that Jeonghan Lee lied, but Kang Yun shook his head. There was nothing in it for him to gain. His foreign face was almost on the ground, and there was no reason for that to happen.

Kang Yoon opened his eyes for a moment.

[You give me valuable information and difficult tasks.]

Kang Yoon sighed as his car backfired. The hot energy seemed to ease my mind a little.

[I'm very interested in what this boss is doing. What will you do in the future?]

[... It must be hard to win against the local government, right?]

Jung Han-ui nodded.

[Perhaps... Your heart will ache, but you won't stand a chance. For now, I recommend taking a penalty.]

[Okay, that's great. Thank you very much.]

After the story, Kang Yun stood up.

Chuman asked in the elevator.

“The Chinese government is like a gangster, what are we going to do? ”

“Avoid gangsters. ”

“Are you... giving up? ”

When Chumanji's boss asked with a depressed look, Kang Yun shook his head.

“No.”

Boom!!

“I'll do whatever it takes. ”

Kang Yoon's eyes were lighting up as he regained power against the elevator wall.

Kang Yun's back expressing strong emotions quietly silenced Chumanzi.

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It was Ethios who successfully completed the debut stage, but the return step was not as light as I thought.

“Ms. Grant... is something wrong? ”

Thanks to the win on the rock-paper-scissors, the one week in the front seat brought out a worried brawl.

“I mean, he's not the one who's going to ditch our debut...”

Lee Sam-soon replied, clearing out her twisted hair, as she muttered with sad emotions.

“I mean, Ms. Grant, what's going on? ”

“Foot. Sam-soon is using his accent again. ”

When Christie smiled, Lee Sam-soon jumped out.

“I didn't. ”

“Did you or did you not?! ”

“Hey, what's with the accent!! ”

Lee Sam-soon and Christie became more sensitive, and the car became noisy again.

Jung Mina touched her cell phone with dazed eyes in a car filled with stories about Kang Yun in Saturi.

'Sir, are you sure you're okay? ’

Of course, my heart was in the bean field.

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[... This is bad. I can't believe that just happened.]

Kang Yoon's voice quickly darkened.

Kang Yun said, smoking cigarettes on the roof.

“How much money can you spend in a hurry? ”

[I can't afford it right now.]

“Hmmm... Is that so? ”

Although it was a world with a lot of money, it was now temporarily understaffed by the company's expansion.

Lee Hyun-ji, who knows Kang Yun better than anyone, sometimes became reckless, was reliant on his old age.

[Don't even think about it. Never, ever.]

“I understand.”

[Your principles will work on the continent as well. He has Mandy. Never forget that.]

Don't rush. Relax.

I emphasized that Lee Hyun is not a good fit for the situation, but Kang Yun said he knew and finished the call. I smashed the cigarettes into ashtrays and poured out the remaining smoke into the air.

‘It won't be easy, but... whoo. ’

A sudden flash of lightning.

‘It's time. ’

The clock was pointing to 8: 40.

Kang Yoon came down from the roof and went to the Hongkou concert hall with Chuman Ji who was waiting for him.

You walk into the lobby, and there is a staff member, a permanent resident, who stopped the group during the day.

[Welcome. The Prime Minister arrived 20 minutes ago. Shall I tell you?]

[Please.]

Kang Yun asked politely.

Why did the Prime Minister come and not contact us? He didn't ask for food. I knew I wouldn't have heard you say this if you hadn't given me money in the daytime.

The group walks back inside with instructions.

[Welcome.]

Lee Dal-Hwa, the general manager of the Hongkou concert hall in Shanghai, politely welcomed Kang Yun's group. The four people who greeted each other respectfully sat down with their readouts.

“Prime Minister, what the hell...”

Chumanzi was in a hurry to talk about his business, but Kang Yun hurriedly stopped him.

“Mr. Chu. Wait a minute."

“Ms. Lee. ”

[Prime Minister, I know you've come a long way, but I'm sorry to drop by unannounced. Here, it's a trivial gift.]

Kang Yoon brought out two bottles of high-quality liquor from the department store.

[Hmmm, all this...]

Kang Yun smiled as he received the bottle of wine and started talking.

Chumanzi's boss was dumbfounded by Kang Yun's appearance, but he could not sprinkle the ashes.

[I suddenly came and acted rudely.]

[No, I heard you two were in the lobby.]

Kang Yoon only brought up another story of how the day was going, how the world was going.

[Oh, I stopped by the Eustace Hotel today. Will Minji stay there?]

[Yes, it is.]

[As expected, I stopped by the Utah Hotel for a meeting today, and there were a lot of fans in the lobby. I was almost in my 20s, and I was impressed by how Minji shook hands with his fans.]

When Kang Yun replied with a smile to the compliment of Ridalhwa, Chuan Ji was boiling by himself.

Ugh...

It's been 30 minutes of useless talk. Have you forgotten the purpose of your visit today? Are you going to talk about something else? It was frustrating.

It was going on and on without income.

‘I don't think so.'

Chumanzi, who thought it would be impossible, was about to step up, and Kang Yoon raised his hand again.

‘You must wait. ’

Whatever he was thinking, Chuan Ji was frustrated.

The urgent thing was this way. I wasn't in a position to relax. But he kept telling me to wait, and I just burst into flames.

Whatever it takes! ’

Chumanzi leaned over the couch, half-heartedly folding his arms and telling him to do well.

It's been another half hour.

It still had nothing to do with the purpose of being here.

‘Wait, why didn't you tell me to go? ’

Chumanzi suddenly wondered.

Visiting without prior notice was a big example in China. Besides, I came to see the man who had been on a business trip until late... and this man, Ridalwha, was taking on more than an hour of outsiders.

Do you have any kangaroos? ’

As Chumanzi became more suspicious, the flow of conversation changed.

[... Hahaha. This conversation with the Prime Minister is enjoyable, but it's late, so I hope this is it.]

[Oh dear. I didn't know you were going to have so much fun. I almost did it again.]

[No, I enjoyed it too.]

Unlike what he said, there was fatigue on the face of the redealing. However, as he hides his teeth with a smile, he pokes out his body.

[I'm afraid you'll have to give me Hongkou.]

Suddenly, the face of Chairman Chumanzi changed.

“Now, wait...”

When Chumanzi's boss was embarrassed and wanted to talk in Korean, Kang Yun muttered with a blurry face.

[Ha… I see. I made a promise to a friend at a dinner, so I trusted and prepared...]

The muttering of Kang Yun made the face of the redealing brighter.

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