chapter 17
17 – Scout (6)
Manager Ko Kang-tae opened the door to the director’s office and went inside.
There was a managing director behind the nameplate that read [Idol Business Headquarters Director Yeom Chang-ho].
“Sit here, Manager Go.”
Director Ko Kang-tae carefully sat down on the sofa pointed out by Executive Director Yeom Chang-ho.
What on earth did they call me? I looked at Executive Director Yeom Chang-ho, who was sitting on the sofa across from Manager Ko Kang-tae.
I guess you called it because of producer Lim Boo-gil?
“What are you planning?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“The road to pregnancy. Why did Manager Ko promise to raise you to senior level? “I have personnel authority.”
Executive Director Yeom Chang-ho clasped his hands on his knees and glared at the late Manager Kang Tae.
“These are instructions from the representative.”
“…… What?”
“Producer Lim Boo-gil directly told me that if one more project is as successful as Cursed Dolls, he will be promoted to senior producer without delay.”
Director Yeom Chang-ho’s eyes widened at Manager Ko Kang-tae’s explanation.
The CEO’s instructions should have first come to Executive Director Yeom Chang-ho, head of the Idol Business Division, who is the superior of Planning Manager Ko Kang-tae.
The reason why the CEO deliberately skipped Executive Director Yeom Chang-ho.
“… By no means, CEO, did you like the pregnant road?”
“The CEO also said something about the managing director.”
“What did you say?”
“Everything is for corporate profits.”
Director Yeom Chang-ho’s face turned bright red as he heard Manager Ko Kang-tae’s words.
In the CEO’s opinion, Executive Director Yeom Chang-ho is now trying to interfere with work due to his personal feelings.
Therefore, we deliberately excluded anything related to producer Lim Boo-gil.
Due to the CEO’s will, Executive Director Yeom Chang-ho was unable to restrain Producer Lim Boo-gil like last time.
During the final inspection in February, Executive Director Yeom Chang-ho gave Cursed Dolls the lowest score.
But the CEO asked Executive Director Yeom Chang-ho, “Did you grade it properly?”
In the end, Executive Director Yeom Chang-ho re-scored and the rankings were recalculated.
“Director, may I tell you my opinion about Producer Lim Boo-gil?”
“… Try.”
“To be honest, I don’t know what happened to producer Lim Boo-gil. “I don’t know, but I know one thing for sure.”
“Speak without delay.”
“He is a completely different person from Producer Lim Boo-gil, whom you knew before.”
Executive Director Yeom Chang-ho raised his eyebrows and responded as if it were absurd, “What?”
It was difficult to understand, but after looking closely for two months, it was clear.
Producer Lim Boo-gil was almost perfect in general office work.
Since he was a new employee, he has not made a single mistake in the form and has filled out the content smoothly.
It was simply that the producer lacked the ability to assign appropriate roles to idols.
“If you talk to me in person, I think you will know what I mean.”
February 3rd.
The day Berryz strongly insisted on replacing the producer, and producer Lim Boo-gil went out without permission.
From that day on, I became a different person.
It’s not that the person changed, but apart from the appearance, the substance was a completely different person.
Unlike before, my general office skills were a bit lacking.
There were mistakes in the form here and there, and the contents of the document, which had been neat, became a bit messy.
But the most important thing as an idol producer,
Idol producing ability was at the top level.
There is probably no one in the department better than Producer Lim Boo-gil.
“…… “If that’s the case, Manager Go, let’s meet with Imbu-gil sometime.”
“It will be easier to understand if you think that Im Bu-gil’s twin brother has joined the team as a new employee. Originally, producer Lim Boo-gil died—.”
“I understand. “Now go out.”
“I understand.”
Director Ko Kang-tae bowed once and came out of the director’s office.
As he headed to his office, Manager Koh Kang-tae, he thought deeply.
We judged that the reason Executive Director Yeom Chang-ho was so anxious to fire producer Im Boo-gil was because of poor performance.
However, even though the company hit a jackpot that more than made up for it to some extent, Executive Director Yeom Chang-ho was not happy.
Rather, it looked like he was confused.
There is something about this.
It was worth looking into.
What happened between Executive Director Yeom Chang-ho and Producer Lim Boo-gil in the past?
When you see Executive Director Yeom Chang-ho, who is not a person who unconditionally hates people, dislike Producer Im Boo-gil so much,
There was definitely a reason.
“Manager!”
When I went to the front of the manager’s office, a new producer – Jeong Oh-jun – was standing there.
“What’s going on?”
“Oh, it’s none other than I’m here to report on the situation in Berries.”
“Really? What… , Let’s go in and talk.”
Producer Oh-Jun Jeong and Manager Kang-Tae Ko sat across from each other and listened to Berryz’s future activity plans.
Since Berryz initially started out as a girl group with a neat and clean vibe, the plan was to release a photo book with the concept of photos that looked like they were taken with girlfriends.
At the same time, the new song is about a fresh couple who just started dating.
“Well, it doesn’t look bad.”
“Thank you. “Then can we proceed like this?”
“You know that the quality of a pictorial should be moderate, right?”
“Of course. “There are minors, but I will not use any expressions that seem even slightly obscene.”
“Okay. “Always be careful because it directly affects the company’s image.”
Producer Jeong Oh-jun bowed at right angles and left the manager’s office.
He was a promising new recruit with good qualifications, but Manager Ko Kang-tae was worried about whether he would be able to do well.
After taking charge of Berryz, he had been sluggish for two months, and only now did he say he would be active.
It was even more difficult to say that I had no choice because I had to train the skills I had been lacking.
‘Well, if we can’t release a new song this time, Berryz will have to end the project.’
***
Jo Min-joo and Koo Ga-eun completed the training schedule instructed by producer Lim Boo-gil,
I always went to high school.
‘Ah… …. I want to smoke….’
Following producer Lim Boo-gil’s instructions, Jo Min-joo faithfully attended classes.
In the meantime, I didn’t have time to sleep at home when I was working and doing housework, so I went to bed during school hours.
But I had no idea what it meant.
Exponential function? Logarithmic function?
The barking of a passing dog seemed much more intelligible.
To quit smoking, I wore a nicotine patch that producer Lim Boo-gil bought me.
But the place where it was attached was itchy.
I looked it up on the Internet and found that it was originally like that.
I was trying my best to change my life, but I couldn’t lose over such a small patch.
Ding dong ding dong—.
The bell rang.
Lunch time has come.
I didn’t feel like it, but I still had to have lunch with Gu Ga-eun, with whom I was forming a duo.
I tried to become even a little closer.
We ended up staying in the same dorm together, so we got to know each other quite well.
Jo Min-joo had a seat in the 4th division, close to the hallway, and Gu Ga-eun had a seat in the 1st division, close to the window.
Jo Min-joo got up from his chair and approached the first division where Koo Ga-eun was.
“I, I…” ! Become an idol… !!”
Gu Ga-eun smiled brightly and spoke to the four female students around her.
But Jo Min-joo knew that those four people were not Gu Ga-eun’s friends.
They were bullies who tricked and manipulated the innocent Gu Ga-eun for fun.
“What is it, Ga-eun? Didn’t she end up in a strange place?”
“Oh, no… ! It’s Lucky Seven… !! I was walking down the street when a producer there scouted me… !!”
The four people burst into laughter at the same time.
“You? “You joined Lucky Seven?”
“That’s ridiculous. And what kind of street scout is this in today’s world?”
“You know that? “Like pretending to be Lucky Seven and spinning around.”
“That’s it, 100%. Hey, Gu Ga-eun, if you come out with a proper video, should you send it to us too?”
Four female students spouting insults.
But Gu Ga-eun tilted her head as if she didn’t understand what that meant.
“Video… ? I’m talking about the music video… ?”
“It’s a long music video. “It’s just babbling.”
“You crazy b*tch, would she be that seductive? “You whine so f*cking loudly that it’s obvious that men won’t be able to pick you up.”
“Hey, hey, that doesn’t even come out. “You probably have a man’s dick in your mouth.”
“Does he know that? “You thought it was a sausage and bit into it so small that you got hit like a dog with a dog blade?”
The s*xual harassment continued with laughter.
Gu Ga-eun still couldn’t understand what they were talking about.
No matter where you go, there are always people who ostracize certain people, and Jo Min-joo also experienced that.
But she never helped.
She was overwhelmed by what she was going through, and she couldn’t even care about others.
It was rationalized.
“Why don’t you leave it at that?”
Jo Min-ju stood next to Gu Ga-eun’s desk and spoke quietly.
In an instant, the gaze of the four female students shifted from Gu Ga-eun to Jo Min-ju.
“Hey Jo Min-joo, what are you? “They suddenly join in and it’s crazy.”
“You said something that seemed really interesting. Hey, have you ever sucked a man’s dick?”
“What are you saying? “Get away from me.”
“Can you tell me some tips on how to wash it?”
“f*ck, why are you asking me that? “Just search for it on the Internet.”
“Because it looks like it will wash well. “How much does Ace get paid for his work?”
“What the f*ck?!”
Four female students glared at Jo Min-joo with her eyes wide open.
Jo Min-joo chuckled.
If you want to play like a gangster, you’ll end up as a gangster. Why are you doing this here?
“How much will you pay for it?”
“The f*cking b*tch has such a big mouth!!”
“Oh, do you have any parents who can give you money?”
“This f*cking b*tch is really—!!”
At the female student’s shout, all the students in the class who were about to go to the cafeteria looked at them.
The female student’s fist, which was trying to go towards Jo Min-joo, stopped at his gaze.
“Gu Ga-eun.”
“Uh, yeah… ? Why, why, Minjoo… ?”
“Can I call your dad for a moment?”
“Yes… ? Okay….”
Goo Ga-eun took out her smart phone from her pocket and dialed her number by clicking on the contact number that said [Dad].
“Yes, Dad. America, democracy…. Yes, the kid I decided to become an idol with. Yeah, she has something to say to her dad. Okay, I’ll change it now. “Here, Minjoo.”
Jo Min-joo, who received the smartphone from Goo Ga-eun, immediately told her about her business.
In the meantime, we talked about everything, from the four female students using Koo Ga-eun as a bread shuttle to the s*xual harassment they just did.
A voice with a clear look of embarrassment reached Jo Min-joo’s ears.
The four female students looked at each other and could not hide their embarrassed voices.
He’s a kid from a rich family, but he’s naive to the point of being stupid, so they made fun of him.
If the rich family takes issue with it and decides to intervene directly to solve the problem, the situation will escalate.
Because they also knew.
Jo Min-ju returns Gu Ga-eun’s smartphone,
“Let’s go eat.”
I grabbed Gu Ga-eun’s hand and helped her up.
“Uh, yeah… ! But what did you talk about with your dad… ?”
“Secret.”
“Yes… ?! Why… ?!”
“You will find out later.”
“Yeah, right…” ?”
How will the innocent Goo Ga-eun change while living as an idol?
Or will it remain the same?
I was a little excited about Jo Min-joo.
***
“Producer… !” “Producer!”
Time passes quickly, and a little over a month has passed since Jo Min-joo and Koo Ga-eun started training.
Cursed Dolls members—Choi Ju-yoon, Kang Eva, and Gong Si-on—came to office 302 and suddenly thrust a rose at me, one by one.
What is it?
Rose?
What day is today?
Because today’s date is May 14th… ….
Ah, Rose Day!
Wow, I didn’t know I’d get a rose from a girl on Rose Day.
That too from an idol.
… It was a problem because he was my idol.
[Name: Joo-yoon Choi]
[Current thought: After giving the rose… !! I gave the producer a kiss… !!]
[Name: Gong Si-on]
[Current thought: Why not just kiss her on the cheek like I did before?]
[Name: Eva Kang]
[Current thought: Since the three of us are doing this by agreement anyway, we can just kiss each other to make the producer feel like a harem.]
How do I avoid this?
There is also manager Jeong Song-i next to me.
… Producer Cho Hyun-ho disappeared somewhere as soon as he saw Cursed Dolls returning in Room 302.
“Why a rose?”
First of all, I tried to pretend.
You have to act as insensitive as possible to disappoint them.
No woman would like a man who is indifferent.
“Oh, today is Rose Day, producer… ! Rose Day is a day to give roses to someone you like…….”
Choi Joo-yoon blushed and struck out my pretense with a very sharp ball.
Pretending to be insensitive…. Pretending to be insensitive…….
Ah!
“Oh, is it like that today? “I’m sorry, I like you guys as idols too, but I wasn’t ready.”
Not what I like as a woman, but what I like as an idol.
In other words, no matter how you interpret it, it was a fan feeling, not a romantic feeling.
[Name: Eva Kang]
[Current thought: That’s how it came out. I guess we have to confess that we love each other so we don’t run away.]
No, just don’t confess. Put it away.
I hope they do it at least after they retire as idols.
I’d rather think about it seriously then.
At that time,
Squeak—.
The door to office 302 opened.
“Yes… ? With the producer……. Wow… ! It’s Cursed Dolls… !”
Gu Ga-eun has arrived.
I called her today because I had something to tell her.
… Suddenly, the Cursed Dolls members didn’t know how to hand me a rose, so I was like this.
“Oh, I’m here. Could you please sit on the chair there? Jooyun, Eva, Zion, thank you for the roses. When I have time later, I’ll cook you a delicious meal. “I’m sorry I’m a little busy right now.”
He plucked the roses out of the hands of the three Cursed Dolls members and gave them to manager Jeong Song-i.
“Manager, I’m sorry, but would you like me to put this in a vase and leave it in the office?”
“…… “Yes, producer.”
Manager Jeong Song-i answered listlessly.
What is it?
What happened?
He looked very depressed.
“Manager, is something bad going on…” ?”
I carefully asked manager Jeong Song-i.
But Manager Jeong Song-i looked up at my face and pouted her lips.
“Stupid idiot producer.”
Manager Jeong Song-i threw out a single word like a petulant child and left the office in room 302.
… What on earth?