God of Music

"Let's pick the wrong one later. Let me start with the position of the company."

"If you say I'm responsible, I'll lose."

"Shut up and listen to me first."

Kim Sung-min's manager became stiff after a loud sound. The director was a director, and the head of the Mungju Nam team grabbed the hand of his bloodthirsty successor.

"... the company will not be responsible for this. Either you put up a fight or you didn't. It's only a matter of time before this happens. The company will pay for any attorney's fees or agreements."

"Director."

Kim Sung-min's eyes tightened as he said the company was going to lose. I was sorry. I was embarrassed. I can't believe you're still responsible for this.

This wasn't it.

"No. I..."

"I have to beat up my family. It's because Kim Sung-min left his fault well."

"... Director."

"We will notify you of the discipline within the day. Get out."

As the reception fell, Kim Sung-min's manager blinked several times. I was getting ready for my resignation. This was enough for retirement reasons. You want to take responsibility? It was a hard thing to hear everywhere.

He also had a conscience.

"I'll take responsibility. And a resignation."

"Say that again."

"Your resignation..."

Boom!!

Lee Hyun-ji bludgeoned the documents on the table.

"Is that all you got?"

The atmosphere cooled rapidly. Kim, Sung-min's manager, bites his lips with his head down, and Moon Ju-Myung's team leader turns away.

"resigned for something like this? Is that all you got?"

"......"

"Kim Sung-min's loss is huge. That's true.That's what this is about? That's the only responsibility I have."

I had nothing to say. My face turned red with shame. Kim Sung-min, who paused for a moment, opened his mouth with a crawling voice.

"... I'm sorry."

"Pay for your losses now and get out."

Tears fell one by one on the floor. It was a smudge of shame and regret.

When Lee looked at the Moonju Nam Team Leader, he shrouded his rear shoulder and left the moving room.

"It's because you're young."

The bold words resonated heavily with Manager Kim Sung-min.

"I'm sorry, sir."

After collecting his mind, Kim Sung-min's manager continued to gaze at Moon Ju-Mong's team leader.

"Phew, never mind. All right, you heard the director. Never do that again."

"Yes, I'll keep that in mind."

"I'm glad this is it. I'd have turned it all upside down if it was anywhere else."

"I know. Thank you and I'm sorry."

Moonju's name team leader shook his head.

"Never mind. I don't know what happened to the guy you were working with, anyway."

"Isn't it because of me that companies are fighting? Isn't the world supposed to lie low?"

"Do you know him from such an accident?"

"Ah!! It hurts."

Moonju's name team leader pinched the sides of the rear without any fuss.

When I heard what he said to me, I heard a dinging sound on Kim Sung-min's phone.

"100 Seal Books, packed with A3 paper, delivered to the moving room? Twelve months?"

I don't know what you're talking about, but Kim Sung-min's manager showed his phone to him. Moonju's name team leader thought it was a bad joke, but when he saw the familiar number, his eyes widened.

"Hey, this is the director's number. Go. There's a problem with the seals. What do you do with the Seamasons?"

"Yes?! Huh?!"

Kim Sung-min's manager sat on the floor.

I beat up my family members. Hurts like hell.

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- Son of a bitch!

- You son of a...

There was a fist between the two men in the video. The video 'World Jiye Manager Street Fight' went up on Wheel and spread in a flash while achieving the best.

"... you can't take this kind of insult so easily."

Kang Yoon grabbed his forehead. The power of bad rumors is several hundred times the power of good rumors. It was an accident committed by the managers of the world who had only built good images.

If you delete the video, another version of the video is uploaded, and if you delete it, another video is a loop of evil.

- Have fun.

- You said you were having a bad time. You're having a bad time.

- This time you're the manager, and the next time you're a singer?

- I liked the world, but I'm disappointed. Looks like we'll have to hire a manager again.

It was not many opinions, but bad opinions about the world were also noticed.

In particular, it was influenced by the struggles of the company's managers, who were rumored to have had bad relationships.

After turning off the video, Kang Yoon picked up his phone.

"How are you doing with the geology?"

For now, solving the problem was the first thing.

- You're Chairman of the World? Please wait.

I connected to the company's open number and connected to the secretarial office and the president of Kang Myung Myung Kyung Province.

The owner of Kang Myung Kyung said hello while smoking.

- You're the boss. Long time no see.

"Hello, I'm writing to let you know that I'm sorry to hear that."

I'm sorry to hear that. That's what managers do... it's not a gangster movie.

"I'm sorry, too. This should not happen in the future."

- Of course, I'll make sure it's strict. This is not going to happen.

"We have also given attention and discipline. There's a lot of horses in both of us these days. You have to be particularly careful when it comes to action."

You can't get mixed up in something like this. So we announced our position. It's been about 10 minutes.

10 minutes? It was a sophisticated time.

I put a phone in my ear and went into the website. There was an official entry statement.

"... I'm very sorry, and I won't let this happen. I apologize to my fans for the inconvenience. Investigations within the company have resulted in conflicts over personal favors and are unrelated to the conflicts between companies you are concerned about."

The point was simple: personal quarrels. It has nothing to do with a company called World and Jiye.

On the phone, I heard the president's relaxed voice.

- Nothing is more awkward than a grown-up brawl. How did the world do?

"We disciplined him. Twelve months' salary."

Wow.

Oh, man.

I heard Park Seon-Ri from Kang Myung Myung's boss.

- I think we should announce the world as it is. It was a minor fight for the people below anyway.

"But he's still one of us. Shouldn't we protect them as much as possible?"

Hye-young who was in the same position almost got embarrassed because of this one. You desperately tried to stop the World Manager from arguing, but you didn't listen, did you?

"Yes? What do you mean? It's all because of Jin Hye-young..."

Kang Yoon refuted. Jin Hye-young who was in the same position was the starting point. What the...

President Kang Myung hung up.

- It doesn't look good for two companies to be working together on something like this. We've already announced our position. That's all you can say.

"Hey, boss."

- You have a visitor. I'm sorry, but I'll get back to you. Yeah, sure.

The call ended unilaterally. I put down my phone, and Kang Yoon thought.

'You're in a hurry to announce because of Jin Hye-young.'

The starting point of the job is Jinhye-young from Winkle who asked for a cigarette.

Ignoring Jin-hyeong, her manager put up a fake fist. It was unfair to be Kim Sung-min's manager. In fact, the 12-month detention was also unfair.

- Look at the shield level.

- Foolish fans? It's true that the juniors know that Jiye hates the world.

- It's like World or Jiyena.

- You don't think that's a good idea?

- No, it's better to respond early.

Looking at the official statements and articles of Zee, Kang Yoon went online. Trying to sew quickly, the reaction was of course not good.

Regardless of the outcome, the world had to react quickly.

- You're just gonna announce everything? Jiye won't stand for it.

Lee Hyun-ji asked Kang Yoon to tell the truth as it was.

"You don't want to make someone unfair."

- Didn't the C.E.O. ask for a favor?

"Yes. You knew I wouldn't listen."

- Yeah, but... Okay, we'll have an article out in an hour.

After the call with Lee, I sighed for a long time.

Since the morning of the meeting, I have lost my cognition because of my suffering in the world. My body collapsed on the floor.

"... Phew."

"Why is a man sighing so much?"

You hear a woman's voice behind you. Turning around, Juia leans against the door and waves her hands.

"There you are."

"Yes, I'm here. Good to see you."

Jua ran over and grabbed Kang Yun's arm.

"It hurts."

"What? Like a weakling. Pay the big price. Did you eat?"

"Oh, is it time already?"

It was already evening when I looked at the clock. It's been a long time since the sun went down.

Jua shakes her purse next to Kang Yun's head.

"Huhu, call me sis."

"... eat some bread."

"Well, it's not moving. I told you to feed me."

Jua brushes her head, saying she doesn't know how to play.

They left the company and headed to a nearby restaurant run by Han. When I entered the restaurant, a Korean man in a chef's hat welcomed Jua.

"Hello."

"Hey, Joo, you're here. You have a nice guy with you today? Is she your girlfriend?"

"No way. With such an ugly man... you can see it with your eyes."

He squinted his eyes at Kang Yun, who burst into laughter.

After the two of them settled in the corner, the man brought out dessert with water. After drinking water, Jua bites her chin on her arm.

"How's it going?"

"Not yet. There's a lot you don't know. It's not easy."

"It's not always easy for you. Come on, it's not easy for a Shamur to fit in. He listens to everyone around him, but he does what he wants. That stubbornness drove a lot of people away."

Jua shudders and shudders.

World Class singers are stubborn.

Kang Yoon asked.

"You've never danced on a wire before, right? It was very difficult."

"Of course it's my first time. At first, I felt like an acrobat, but it was fun. It takes a lot of strength to move freely in the air, even weights. It's still fun to learn. I didn't get a chance to dance in Korea."

"Just like you."

Jua's eyes sparkled when she heard about the dance.

Soon after, kimchi stew and fire meat came out. The owner said it was a service, so I brought the egg with me.

"Master, Manqi!!"

"Joo's here, and this is the kind of service. If you could just give me an autograph. I need an autograph.

"Give me the paper. I'll do it right away."

"Oh, there's plenty to give. Oh, Minjin Seo's. My daughter can't live in Minji's letter."

"Oh, really. I brought a visitor with me to look good. Should I?"

Jua folds her arms and turns her head, and the owner bursts into laughter. Kang Yoon gladly looked at him.

Jua, who turned her head to look at Kang Yun Geumzre.

"Huh?"

"You hear that?"

Jua's little playful eyes turned to Kang Yun. He smiles awkwardly.

"Why?"

"Pretend you don't know. You don't know what kind of man he is, do you?"

"Were you a celebrity from Korea? A gagman?"

"Phew."

Jua bursts into laughter, and Kang Yun doesn't know how to react, so his eyes just blink. A gagman.

"Puhahaha!! He's a comedian!! He's funny looking. Hahahaha!!"

"Ooh, not funny."

"What, it wasn't? Or don't. Don't worry."

After a short wave of laughter, Jua introduced Kang Yun.

"This gagman, Foot. By the way, who is this brother? Uncle, you know the world, right?"

"World? I know. He's from Minjin Seo, the Ethiopia galaxy. If you come out, there are a lot of top singers."

"This brother is the chairman there. Lee Gangyun."

"Hey, player."

Jua pushes the floor to Kang Yun, who is embarrassed. The word "owner of the world studio" made the owner's eyes drop.

"Ouch, ouch!! I didn't recognize you."

"Don't do this. I'm just a guest."

"Hahahaha. It's okay. I listen to my daughter every day, and now I'm familiar with her."

I shook hands with the owner and gave him a full name. Good service so far, but great service afterwards. Beef, stew, grilled fish.

I received all food from the Korean restaurant as a service. The services received after promising to sign Minjin's letter.

"My daughter loves Minji so much... Thank you, Chairman."

"No. More..."

"Hahahaha."

Jua smiles, gazing at Kang Yun's unassuming majesty.

"Wow, you're a great president."

"Playing, you..."

"Hahaha."

Jua is happy to see food with crooked statues.

Kang Yun shrugged.

"Where did she go? Secretary."

There was no door secretary who always followed me around like a shadow.

"Wait a minute in Korea. I've got a lot of work to do and a lot of stuff to do with Finestock."

"Ah, it's the company."

Kang Yoon was nervous, if there was anything Jua could consult on.

A little while ago, the boss stood at the door with a big smile, after finishing eating.

"Stop by often."

After finishing my meal, I came out of nowhere.

"I'll go too. See you later."

Jua goes back to practice. It was time for everyone to finish their formal exercises and have a private practice.

Kang Yoon-do headed to a private practice room where Shamuel would be practicing alone.

[Shamur.]

[Ah, Kang Yoon. You made it.]

Like yesterday, the shampoo was stained with sweat.

[I'm here to take a moment.]

Chemuel gestured to Kang Yun to sit down.

[Is it time to choose a venue?]

[You won't be able to do anything else until the location issue is resolved.]

Shemuel gestured to Kang Yun, saying he understood. It was a sign to sit down.

Kang Yoon is nervous. Although he seems to accept everything, he is the one who doesn't listen easily.

After a short breath, Kang Yun was fortunate.

[Concerts, albums, all the criteria.]

What kind of criteria?]

[Let the singer do what he wants. It is the foremost standard.]

[That's cool.]

Shamur applauds.

[Planners chase money. That's something only artists can hear. Have you ever sung a song or done any other art before?]

[No, it's just that when people do what they want to do, they know that it works best.]

[Even so, you must have an eye for commercial success. Oh, Kang Yun has eyes.]

Hard to see record never failing. It was trustworthy for anyone to see.

Chemuel grins and holds Kang-yoon's hand.

[Please take good care of me.]

[Of course, but I can't confirm that.]

In the meantime, Shamur's hands are full of energy.

Why?

[I can't really communicate with the performer.]

A heavy stone globe flew in. Kang Yoon's hand became stronger.

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