God of Music

[Workforce reduction in companies that are not deficient and recording black words is absurd. It's going to be demoralizing and it's going to be less efficient.]

A keen-eyed investor turned over his glass roughly and shot Kang Yun.

[For the efficiency of Itzheimer's, I'd say... demoralizing, touching. Oh, he used to work with celebrities. I understand.]

Kang Yoon crosses his arms, leaning against his back.

[Not me, anyone would have said the same thing.]

[If you keep running Itzpine like this, you can always turn into a defiant.]

When a chubby investor put forward, Kang Yun smiled.

[So why invest in Itzheimer's? I'd like to ask.]

The investors pause for a sudden attack. It was like throwing appendix.

The stories on both sides continue to run parallel lines until dessert is out.

Kang Yoon said, pouring alcohol for investors.

[I would like to share with you the opinion that Itzheimer's needs efficiency. You can see it clearly from the outside. But changing the headcount or allocation ratio is a problem related to the identity of the company.]

[You may never get another chance.]

[It's time to make your own. I think if you move the minds of the people who make songs and the people who consume them, they follow you.]

Just checking the entrance car, the position is lost. Everyone went out, being politely escorted by the staff in hanbok.

In front of the car, Kang Yoon teamed up with investors.

"Farewell."

The investors smiled and turned away from Kang Yoon-ol.

[Thank you for your feedback. Often, please take good care of it.]

After shaking hands with each other, Kang Yoon was about to leave, but Hae Se-yeon's boss approached. Kang Yoon smiled bitterly.

"I'm sorry this happened."

"I don't have ten mouths to say."

"Of course."

Kang Yoon's car left. As Ha-seyeon was staring at it dazed, she heard a voice talking behind her back.

[As expected, the answer to the world... is to leave know-how quickly.]

[Me too.]

The eyes of Comrade Taektae Jung, who was listening quietly, shook.

After the investors returned, he told Ha-seyeon what he had just heard.

"... Hah."

Today, my heart and sky were filled with clouds.

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In the late winter, the wind on the Youngsan River was intense. There are frozen white snow everywhere that hasn't melted.

Through the cold wind, more than a dozen bikes were passing by the river.

"Almost there!!"

In the lead was the director of the world, Lee Hyun. I tightened my face, but not my eyes, and I pedaled hard.

"We're almost there..."

The trainees following her twist their whole bodies. Steaming out of his mouth, his eyes puffed up.

"Ahhhhhh?!!"

Jung Yu-ri, who was right behind this area, pedaled off screaming. His eyes became even more bitter. Behind her, Yang Cha-young, Shin Ruri, and Ishi Akina whistle. Behind the group is Team Leader Jin Hye-Ri.

"Lee Gangyun dog..."

"Da-young, no."

Seeing Yoon Da-young pedaling down, Yi Shihara Yui pointed toward the front. Yun Da-young yelled at the whale as she looked at the location where her fingers were pointing.

"He's gonna die, but he's gonna die!! Ishi, are you okay?"

"It's hard, but you're right. I lied to Moon Hee's sister. I said it was good, but it was bad."

A childlike voice and an awkward Korean match caused laughter flowers to bloom.

I also did not rest my clothes on HyoMin, Ishi Akina, and Shin Chao who were pedaling behind me.

"Lee Gangyun Nizupaloma -!!"

"Nishifarama!!!"

"You hungry?"

The same was true of the other members. Kang Yun soon became a public enemy and united everyone.

Lee Hyun, who was ahead, found a big sign in the Chinese house and shouted.

"This is a shoebox. Should we take a break?"

"Neeeee!!!"

Like when, the trainees who were hesitant shouted loudly and left ahead of Lee, Hyun Ji-rol.

"Your determination about food has become great."

Jinhye-ri, who was stumbling and pedaling, catches up powerlessly.

"I see. Is Chief Jyn okay?"

"Lee Kang... No, I'm fine."

"I know what you're going to say."

Lee Hyun-ji smiled. She knew Jinhye's heart well without saying it.

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Two days after meeting with the investors.

Kang Yoon was driving from Muan Airport to Haenam. It was after they received a report that the trainees had arrived at Mokpo.

"Have you seen Twistell? My abs were crazy!!"

"And I want to push the laundry."

"I'm rubbing my head... ah? I'm happy to imagine."

In the back seat, the Ethiopians were too busy talking. In the abs story, Lee Sam-soon and Christie sparkled.

As if Ailee's affection had passed.

"We're not allowed to have sex anyway."

Jung Mina was sleeping with her head against the window frame when she got everyone's eyes in one body.

Seo Han Yoo pushed his head toward the front seat where Kang Yun was sitting.

"Chairman, are we really going to see the trainees?"

"Yes. I'm sorry for calling you out of the blue. But I still have kids to buy..."

I wanted to make a sudden call to Ethios in China. Seo Han Yoo nodded and sat down. Eli Jung, who was sitting next to me, said.

"I even canceled one of my Chinese schedules, and I was cleaning up after a trainee..."

"The successors matter. Of course, of course."

As soon as the bomb goes off, Cristina swoops in. Hanju strikes Ailee Jung with a headlock and punishes her.

Kang Yoon smiled as he watched Ethiopia.

"It may not have anything to do with you, but you think you can help me..."

"… well, that's okay. We all do."

Jung Mina looked out the window and spit out. Kang Yoon's expression became awkward.

"Well, yeah."

"I pretend to be chic again. That's what makes it so funny."

"Hey, hey!!"

Christie hugged Jung Mina's shoulders and a commotion arose.

The car drove off into the rowdy Sea of Nam. Across the highway, the group travels by road to Haenam. Everyone stands before the stone that symbolizes the end of the earth. The sun was about to set.

"When will you arrive?"

About an hour later, I started to see bicycles. As I looked at the teenagers, Ethiopians waved their hands. The bike is speeding up.

The first one to arrive was Lee. She takes off her mask and reveals her much-anticipated face.

"Chairman? Even you guys... what happened?"

Surprise was added because there was no notice. The trainees who subsequently arrived were the same. Kang Yoon, who was going up and down his mouth all the time while riding his bicycle, was in front of me, and I flinched.

The Ethiopian members were then attached to the trainees, and Kang Yoon gave water to Jin Hye-ri and Lee, who were exhausted.

"Thank you, Chairman. How did you get here?"

"I've put you through a lot, but I have to do this. Well done."

Jinhye, who arrived at the end, sat on the floor with her legs loosened.

After nearly a litre of fire, Lee looked back at Kang Yun.

"How's everything going with the company?"

"I'd say it's fine, but it's not."

"Can't I just go to Busan?"

Kang Yoon and Jinhee burst into laughter when Lee Hyun ran away.

Simply unravel and the group heads to their pre-booked accommodation.

Kang Yoon rented out the entire restaurant and held a meat party. I even lit the charcoal myself.

The Ethiopian members washed their lettuce and opened their statues.

"My ransom is so high..."

"Take it from the chairman."

When Ali Jung, who was washing the lettuce, murmured, and within Christie, who was with him, was instantly overwhelmed. Seo Han Yoo laid out a spoon, and Lee Sam-soon and Han Ju-yeon prepared a bowl.

Kang Yoon grabbed a torch and lit the charcoal on fire. Jung Mina was looking at the burning charcoal in wonder.

"I want to try."

"No. I pee at night."

"Well, whatever!! I'm a woman, too."

While the seniors and the chairman were preparing for the party, the cyclists came out of the restaurant as clean as they could. It was just when the meat started to come out.

"Wow..."

The Antien members start emptying their meat with chopsticks as if they were hanging on. Kang Yun's hands also became faster.

"Meat, delicious."

"Korean BBQ. It's good, right?"

"Best, best."

Ishihara Yui didn't even look up. Yoon Da-young gladly watched and lifted her chopsticks, and Shin Ruri emptied her bowl, focusing on the meat more than her sister.

The same was true of the other members. Drinks and meat disappeared quickly.

From trainees bragging about their bikes to trainees listening to their teachers, to groups bragging about their singers. The restaurant was in a commotion.

Lee Ji Hyun, who was filled with boats, approached Kang Yoon in front of the coals.

: You should eat, too. "

As Lee's arms rolled up and approached, Kang Yoon shakes his head.

"Rest today. It's a rare day like this."

"Oh, really?"

Lee Hyun-ji mixed the drinks with the trainees.

'There's more than one mountain.'

Kang Yoon sighed of relief, looking at the naturally occurring members of the Antien. Everyone was so unique, they were so hard to mix up. Fortunately, it was rewarding to complete a difficult task together.

I'm baking a meat loaf, and someone pokes me in the side. Turning around, Jung Yu-ri looks up at him.

"Why? More meat?"

"No, I have something to tell you."

As the sound of grilling meat spreads, Jung Yu-ri continues.

"I thought my thighs were bursting. It was really, really hard."

"It couldn't have been easy. Yuri is barely a student. It must have been harder."

"I hated you so much. But... since you baked meat for me, I'll take care of it."

Jung Yu-ri took a rifle and went to where Jung-min was. Soon after, I started arguing with Jung-min. Kang Yoon smiled as he picked it up.

She goes, Ishihara Yui comes.

"Sir, it was bad."

"Foot. How hard was it?"

"It's too hard. It stops here too much. Moon Hee's sister is lying. I hated you."

The horse was old-fashioned, but eventually it was hard, and my legs hurt. Kang Yoon nodded, turning over the meat.

"It was good, though. We're all very close. Thank you."

Kang Yoon filled Yui's plate with meat. She gets excited and heads back to the table.

The other trainees also came to collect meat. They all told similar stories. It was hard. I hated it. But it was good to be close. Kang Yoon nodded quietly.

The last trainee who came was Yang Chae Young. There were no trademark eye makeup because it was hard.

"No eye makeup today?"

"... I didn't have time for anyone. Give me more."

Kang Yoon filled the meat with laughter. Yang Cha-young turned around, then turned back to Kang-yoon.

"I blamed you so much."

"Hard work."

"I didn't know why I had to do this. My leg was going to explode. But is this really helping?"

Unlike other members who said they were close to each other, she said nothing had changed. Kang Yun listened quietly and opened his mouth.

"Well... I guess this will have to do. That this isn't something that anyone can do? That everyone did it together."

Yang Chae-young tilted her head, and Kang-yoon tapped her shoulder lightly.

"You can blame me if you want. Because it's your feelings that you don't feel. But remember, we did something that no one else could."

"You've... accomplished something that no one else can?" "

Yang Chae-young thought about something and went back.

The meat party was very long. I didn't have enough meat, so I had to prepare more.

Late night.

Kang Yoon and Lee Hyun-ji went for a night walk. Walking around, the two of them talked.

"... Finestock made that choice after all."

When he heard the story of Itzpine from Kangyun, Lee Hyun-seo raised his mouth bitterly.

The wind blows, and the two of them enter a nearby cafe. It's late, and there's no one in the cafe. You set up by the second-floor window, gazing out at the sea. The light of the lighthouse shines brightly in the dark night sea.

Lee Hyun-ji said.

"Most partnerships don't end well. However, I thought Ha-seyeon would be different..."

Kang Yoon gave up the car and said.

"Things have already happened. It's going to be important."

"That's right. What do you want to do?"

"I'm an investor in Pinestock, but I think I'm a meddler. You just think of Itzheimer's as money."

Lee Hyun-ji put down her coffee.

"That's what a lot of investment companies do. There are two ways. Get rid of the meddler or make a new one."

Kang Yoon leaned in and straightened Lee Hyun-ji's posture.

"There are ways to acquire equity from investors. It's going to cost a fortune, but it's obvious."

"What does it mean to make a new plate?"

The eyes of Lee were shining.

"Bringing in competitors to replace Finstock, confronting Finstock and investors. If you can withstand Finestock's skill set... there's got to be a Sage."

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