God of Music

Chapter 208. It Is Not Easy To Create A Legend (1)

Yoonseul Entertainment’s advancement into the Japanese market was hindered. As such, they turned around and aimed for the Chinese market.

Their original plan was to gather know-how from working with Japan and slowly work towards China and other parts of Asia, but President Choo ManJi decided to gamble and go for the big market first.

Although it was a gamble, it went well and he was currently at a huge entertainment company in China, ETM Entertainment.

[Thank you.]

President Choo ManJi thanked the employee that gave him tea with his little Chinese knowledge.

The secretary, who was wearing a Chinese dress, did a light bow before standing next to him, waiting for the President.

A while later.

A thin man wearing a suit came out to greet President Choo ManJi.

[Welcome. I’m Fei Xin.]

[I’m Choo ManJi. Pleased to meet you.]

Although this was the first time they were meeting, the mood between the two was quite harmonious.

They’ve already negotiated on the terms, and the only thing left was to seal the deal. There were no headache-causing business terms here.

President Fei Xin asked as he put down the teacup.

[DiaTeen will begin its entrance to the Chinese market as a model for the Hayas Department store. This means you will have to delay the release of your album. Are you alright with it?]

[I can’t help it. Since Hayas wanted us strongly. It’s thanks to that we could get investment.]

[Hahaha. I think I came across a good business partner.]

The two of them shook hands.

Hayas Department Store’s investment, as well as the contract with ETM Entertainment.

Yoonseul Entertainment was going one step forward into the Chinese market with DiaTeen.

***

“Ah, aaah…ah!”

When the fingerprint-less hands violated her feeble body, a moan escaped her mouth.

“R, right there…! A little more…!”

Her voice rose as the hand that stroked her body became stronger.

“Ah, aah… ah. This is the best…”

The silhouette of her, as well as the person on top of her, was indescribably…

“AAAAACK!”

Next to her, who was enjoying the hands of the masseuse, a scream suddenly sounded out.

“U, uhm… does it hurt a lot?”

The masseuse, who was pressing down on a man’s back with her elbow, shrunk back due to the sudden scream.

“UAAAAAAH—!”

“D, does it hurt?”

When a scream took place of the answer, the masseuse wiped the sweat on her forehead after having pressed on the man’s wide back with her elbows, and asked worriedly.

Meanwhile, the man receiving the massage, KangYoon, smiled awkwardly as he replied.

“I, I’m fine.”

When he barely answered, the masseuse apologized again before pressing down on KangYoon’s wide back with her elbows.

“Ack, sack!”

KangYoon endured the pain he felt from his back and wiped away his tears.

Hearing that, the lady next booth, Lee HyunJi, couldn’t hide her laughter.

“Pfft, it seems like even you are bad at some things, President.”

“…It doesn’t hurt that muUUU-OUCH.”

KangYoon abruptly raised his body from the pain and asked the masseuse to go a little easy on him before lying back down again.

Friday night.

This event stemmed from the fact that KangYoon had told Lee HyunJi that he would grant one thing she asked of him since Lee HyunJi was complaining about overworking.

As she relieved her stress through massages whenever she was tired with work, she brought KangYoon to a shop she frequented.

As a result…

KangYoon was in agony.

Only after a long time did KangYoon get used to the massage. When it seemed so, Lee HyunJi turned to face KangYoon.

“When you were in America, President, I visited Chairman Won.”

“Really? Is he doing well these days?”

“…I want to say yes… but unfortunately… no.”

She shook her head and continued to speak with a bitter expression.

“His body is one thing, but the hospital told me that his mental shock is bigger. Now that Chairman Won cannot work, MG Entertainment is under the rule of President Won JinPyo, but in truth, the directors have practically taken over.

“Won JinPyo, you say. He should be Chairman Won’s son. I think I saw him back when Eddios had their debut.”

When KangYoon acted like he knew him, Lee HyunJi nodded.

“Yes. He is indeed Chairman Won’s son. He actually majored in Art in America. He doesn’t have any relation to business management, but since his father is like that…”

“MG is in a crisis in many ways, huh? There’s the building as well. If Chairman Won found out, he should be very disappointed. This should not be the time to be putting up a building.”

“You think so too, President?”

When Lee HyunJi asked, KangYoon nodded his head strongly.

“Constructing a company building that can house businesses like tourism, mascot business, and a theme park. Since the Chinese market is growing, this is definitely a growing market as well. I believe that it’s thanks to this that they were able to get a loan. However, I don’t think this is a good time for it.”

“What do you mean by time?”

“How long has it been since MG has produced a proper artist?”

“Oh.”

After KangYoon left, MG did not produce any artists that ‘made it big’.

The most recent artist that debuted from their company, Hello Tint, was also not producing great results. Of course, they were producing profit thanks to the know-how they’ve accumulated over the years, but it wasn’t to the point they were able to save up some money for other businesses.

“MG’s debt ratio increased immensely even though they didn’t have that much loan to pay off until now. Such a strong business might turn into prey for private equity funds.”

“No way, that’s going too far, isn’t it?”

“Right? Haa… or shall we gobble them up?”

Lee HyunJi burst out into laughter at KangYoon’s joke.

“Hahaha, that sounds okay.”

At this time, both of them treated it as a joke.

***

“HeeYoon. Are you ready?”

Putting his coat on to get to work, KangYoon knocked on HeeYoon’s room.

“Just a moment!”

Some busy rustling sounds could be heard over the door.

As HeeYoon made breakfast and had to get ready to go to work, HeeYoon’s mornings were very busy.

But soon, the door opened and HeeYoon walked out, wearing a coat.

“Let’s go.”

KangYoon got in the car that he had bought a while back with his sister.

This was a second-hand car that he had bought just before he went to America.

Lee HyunJi told him that a second-hand car was not good to do business with in Korea, but KangYoon persuaded her by saying that he’ll buy a brand new car and hire a driver if the business goes well.

“I’m not saying you should buy a high-class sedan, but you could go with a better car, no?”

On their way to work.

HeeYoon asked rather grumpily as she did not like to see KangYoon driving a used car.

However, he shook his head.

“I’ll have to save up so that the others can have a better environment.”

“…Sheesh. You’ll ruin your body, you know?”

Since they left early, the traffic wasn’t jammed yet.

When they arrived at the company, Lee HyunJi was already waiting for them.

“You’re early today. And hello, Miss HeeYoon?”

“Hello, Director-unni.”

Lee HyunJi and HeeYoon enjoyed some coffee while looking out the window.

Now that HeeYoon was back in Korea, Lee HyunJi seemed to like the fact that there was someone to talk to during her morning coffee.

“…And so, I…”

“Wow, really?”

KangYoon felt a fatherly smile as he saw the two getting along like sisters.

When work began, HeeYoon went to the studio, since that was where she would be working.

KangYoon installed HeeYoon’s equipment that she had brought from America in an empty room next to the studio, and that place became HeeYoon’s workplace.

Just as she was trying out playing the synthesizer in her workroom, Lee HyunAh knocked on her door.

“Unni.”

“HeeYoon, can you have a look at us?”

HeeYoon helped out White Moonlight upon Lee HyunAh’s request, and also worked with Seo HanYu and Park SoYoung’s work.

Since she was their exclusive composer, it was somewhat natural for her to participate in the various songs of the artists in the company.

Moreover, as she was working on everyone’s song, her workday passed in a flash.

“Thank you.”

When Seo HanYu and Park SoYoung left her workspace after thanking her, HeeYoon collapsed back into her chair.

“Phew, that was hard.”

Just as she stretched her arms out, a knock sounded on her door.

“Come in.”

When she replied, the door opened before two people came in.

They were KangYoon and the sole trainee at World Entertainment, In MoonHee.

“President, and MoonHee-unni?”

KangYoon’s presence at work was like a mountain.

When everyone sat down, KangYoon calmly talked about why he was here.

“I’m here to talk about MoonHee’s song.”

“Her song? Is she going to debut already? Wow, she’s quicker than JiMin.”

HeeYoon’s eyes widened.

Kim JiMin had spent one year as a trainee before debuting. She thought that that was plenty fast.

In MoonHee was going to break that record already?

However, KangYoon shook his head in denial.

“Her debut season is far from now.”

“But you’re getting her a song already?”

Since there was a song she was working on right now, HeeYoon’s tone of reply was quite thorny.

However, KangYoon replied with calm words.

“You’ll have to put a lot of effort into MoonHee’s song. After all, you’ll have to make one that’s suited for her.”

“Make one that’s suited for her? What do you mean?”

HeeYoon tilted her head in confusion, but KangYoon continued.

“MoonHee, HeeYoon, The two of you should stick together for a while.”

“Eh?”

Even In MoonHee’s eyes widened, but KangYoon had no mercy.

“MoonHee, your work will be done within the week, right?”

“Yes. It will be over after the closing ceremony.”

“Aren’t you afraid?”

In MoonHee closed her eyes at KangYoon’s question.

Obviously, she was afraid.

However, she liked singing more than she was afraid.

“I am, but well. There’s nothing much to life, is there?”

“Hahaha.”

KangYoon ended up chuckling at her answer.

“Since it’s like this, I’ll take responsibility for your life. No matter what means I have to …”

“Wait, wait. Oppa, you what!?”

HeeYoon’s eyes suddenly turned scary as she misunderstood KangYoon’s words.

“What is it, HeeYoon?”

“Responsibility? Oppa, what’s your relationship with… ouch!”

KangYoon, who noticed where she was going, gave her a solid smack on the forehead.

***

Late night.

Aboard KangYoon’s car, Kim JaeHoon was headed towards the Olympic Sports Complex where work was currently ongoing.

“…..”

He wordlessly looked at the giant stage that he would be standing on.

However, his eyes were shaking.

“…Hyung.”

“What is it?”

“…Thanks.”

Kim JaeHoon barely hid his emotion and spoke with a trembling voice.

The PAR lights were being moved around, the moving lights were being installed in the ceiling, and the speakers were being hung in the air.

Preparations to receive 20,000 people as audiences were going on.

KangYoon patted on his shoulders.

“Aren’t you nervous?”

“I am nervous. A lot too… but even so!”

Kim JaeHoon shouted as he ran towards the stage.

“I feel awesome! This nervousness, I haven’t felt like this in such a long time! This is the best!”

Some of the workers looked at Kim JaeHoon with strange gazes, but he did not mind.

Leaving Kim JaeHoon, who wanted to look around, to the manager, KangYoon took out his credit card for the people who were working throughout the night.

Not long later, the workers thanked KangYoon and Kim JaeHoon for the unexpected snacks and were able to take a short rest.

Eating some rice balls, Cho HanYul, a light designer, spoke while showing KangYoon the plans.

“Like what you told me, I’ve left places for the fountain and the laser. How heavy were those devices again?”

“They told me that they were 44 pounds each, so it should be around 20kg.”

“That should be fine. How big are they?”

KangYoon talked about the stage devices with the designer and settled on the plans.

After a short rest, everyone returned to work and KangYoon also took Kim JaeHoon and left the place in order not to disturb them.

“Let’s go now.”

Just as they were about to return in satisfaction for the progress, KangYoon’s phone started ringing.

It was a call from America.

KangYoon naturally answered in English.

[This is Lee KangYoon speaking.]

This was a person related to the American company that lent KangYoon special stage equipment.

The usually polite voice sounded somewhat hurried today.

[President, we’ve got trouble.]

[Did something happen?]

[Something happened during customs. Most of the parts passed through safely, but we got notified that one of the core components had trouble getting through and is held at the airport.]

[What?]

KangYoon’s eyes widened.