1983 Past Life Manga King

Then Mine asked me.

“Who is it?”

When she asks in Japanese, Park Yoo-chan is surprised.

Then, with a puzzled expression on his face, he hurriedly approached me and sat down next to me.

“Sister-in-law, are you dating a Japanese girl?”

“What is he saying now? Who is dating?”

This time, she even went to her snack house grandmother.

“A brother-in-law, is this bachelor’s dice brother-in-law?”

“Ah yes. grandma. This guy, my cousin sister’s boyfriend…”

“Do it in moderation. I have nothing to do with Junhee.”

“Hey, I know everything.”

“You know, what do you know? The subject of nonsense every time we meet.”

However, Park Yoo-chan is listening to my words with his back, which is another story.

“Yeah, what. do understand If you’re a brother-in-law, you understand why women get tangled up. I also know that my brother-in-law works in Japan, so this kind of relationship will be created.”

“Because it’s not. Listen to people, human!”

Are you going to pull out all of this human hair?

“I won’t tell Junhee about today’s business.”

“Oh really! Aww!”

He felt the urge to strangle him for a moment.

*

I couldn’t figure out why I had to do that, but in any case, I was able to get out of the restaurant only after Park Yu-chan and my grandmother barely understood.

So Mine left the store with tteokbokki and some steamed buns served as a service.

However, as if he has not yet fully resolved his doubts, a sigh comes out of Park Yoo-chan’s gaze as he opens the store door tightly.

By the way, he said that human girlfriend lives around here, so she must have been the granddaughter of a junkie house grandmother.

Anyway, I don’t think I should go to that restaurant any more.

“Are you in charge of translation?”

I was startled by Mine’s sudden question.

“Yeah?”

“You’re in charge of translating the story of the writer James, aren’t you?”

“Oh, what.”

I’m not in charge of translation, but it’s true that I help with translation, so maybe that’s half the truth.

“I originally planned to stay here a little longer, but I changed my mind.”

“Yeah? why?”

“With that one……, but what’s your name? I even gave him a business card, but he didn’t seem to hear his name.”

“I’m Yoon-hwan Lee.”

“Lee… Yunan? So, should I call this award?”

If it’s this award, it becomes Mr. Lee in our way.

Hey Mr.

Just thinking about it, this seems so silly.

“Just call me Yunhwan.”

“Then, I’ll call you Yunan-san (Sang).”

“So.”

“Anyway, I’m going to step back for now. I think I need to do a little more preparation and research, and I don’t want to be able to postpone what I was doing.”

“It’s what I was doing, maybe the manager I was talking about earlier is a yangban…”

“Yeah. Yes. A scandal with a rookie singer. I think I’ll have to blow it up and raise some more funds from there. I think there will be some bonuses when I finish it.”

This girl is real.

Is she going to collect money and kill her thoroughly?

“I am so cruel.”

“Yeah?”

I mumbled in Korean and asked with a puzzled expression.

“No, what. He has a strong work ethic.”

At my words, she stared at me for a moment, and then she grinned.

“Oh, that’s a joke.”

“I’m not kidding.”

“Anyway, I’ll try to dig a little harder in the future.”

Don’t dig hard, just do it roughly.

“Don’t worry. There will be no damage to the King of Jungwon Cooking.”

Damn, how can I afford to worry about even the King of Midtown Cooking?

“Once I finish this article, I will come again to see the opportunity, so I’ll see you then.”

Why am I seeing you again?

“Of course, I know I’m uncomfortable. Because we are the same Korean.”

It’s not just like Koreans.

“And next time we meet again, can I get some help from Yunan-san?”

“I do not know. I must be busy.”

“Then, I will ask you. There will be enough cases.”

“·················ogue.”

You don’t listen to me at all.

Anxiety just creeps in.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

*

Daebong Lee was eating tteokbokki deliciously, when he heard my story, he was startled and shouted.

“What? Meet the reporter again?!”

“Oh, it’s splashing!”

I was impressed by the massive amount of debris that was poured out.

“Where did you meet? go? Or are you coming?”

He looked at Lee Dae-bong with a frown on his face and wiped it roughly with a tissue.

“I went to buy tteokbokki and it was in a snack shop.”

This time, Kyunghee asked while muttering about tteokbokki.

“what? So you were hiding?”

“Didn’t you eat a lot?”

“I didn’t eat much because of Seon-hee.”

“I think I made a lot in the first place.”

“So, Seon-hee ate a lot.”

Then, this time Seon-hee also intervenes in the conversation.

“I’m not much different from you.”

“no it’s not. You ate a lot.”

“not really.”

“That’s right.”

“not really.”

“That’s right.”

After looking at the twins, he took a deep breath and spoke again.

“It’s not undercover. We’re not criminals of some terrific crime. Besides, she’s not an investigator.”

“What did you say?”

“I don’t know it perfectly yet, but I don’t think I’m going to give up easily. They said they would go back to Japan.”

After saying that, I told everyone the story I had with Mine.

Then Silver frowned slightly and opened his mouth.

“If you know that much, well. It is only a matter of time before we know.”

Saying that, he glanced at Lee Dae-bong gently. Then, Daebong Lee ruffles his hair without mercy and becomes in tears.

“Sorry. because of me!”

“It’s nothing to be sorry about. After all, it was something I expected to happen someday. Of course, that time just came a little earlier than expected.”

“Still, it’s a reputation that I worked hard on building.”

“What are you so worried about? It hasn’t happened yet, and of course it’s not over.”

“How is it now?”

This time, Kyunghee asked with a worried expression.

“I don’t know what will happen next. We just have to make comics as usual.”

To be honest, I wasn’t expecting it at all.

The popularity also exploded bigger than I expected, but it may also fall that much faster.

But, that doesn’t mean it’s going to get better if you just sit and worry.

It’s like a natural disaster, you can’t know it until it happens.

* * *

On the morning of Tuesday, December 24th, Christmas Eve, the little light bulb hanging from the tree by the window of the Boy Hero editorial department sparkles.

The whole office was buzzing with the story of the magazine published yesterday.

“Wow, really?! A new singer with the managing director?”

“So, look at this. Your face came out well in the photo.”

“By the way, what’s the name of this female singer?”

“Lisa.”

“Who is Lisa? A female idol?”

“It’s like that. Looking at the picture, my face is half and half. By the way, with such a young woman… So envious!”

“What nonsense? I was humiliated by this all over the country.”

“It’s good to have money. With such a young and pretty woman… Whoa!”

“Hey, that’s why I’m crying.”

This atmosphere was not unique to the Boy Hero editorial department.

On each floor, the editorial departments of each magazine were blooming with scandal stories of the executives all over the place since morning.

At that time, Jiro, who was leaving for work late, was coming into the Mitsuda Shoten building.

He had a messy hairstyle without knowing that the company was noisy due to such a scandal.

It was thanks to the fact that Samsara’s new book had a problem, so she stayed up late last night with the staff at the print shop.

Today, I was thinking about solving the boy hero typesetting problem and going to the nearest bathroom.

However, as he enters the building scratching his bald head, the surroundings are noisy.

And soon you will see people rushing out.

middle-aged men.

It was the company executives.

Because of that, the staff around them back down and say hello, and the security guards flock and run out with them.

Jiro suddenly greeted them and backed away, but no one cares about him and is busy going out.

Looking at them with puzzled eyes, I see a black luxury car stopping outside. And when one of the employees opened the back seat door, I could see a strong middle-aged man at a glance.

The president of Mitsuda Shoten was Hiroyuki Mitsuda.

As soon as he gets out of the car, executives and secretaries bow his head.

And a road opens between them, and as he begins to enter the building with an expressionless face, everyone follows.

The staff inside the building also greeted him like that, and Jiro suddenly greeted him.

He came in with a slight nod of his head, passed near Jiro, stopped and stopped walking. Then he turned to Jiro.

“Oh, hey.”

Jiro was startled when the president suddenly spoke to him.

“Yeah?”

“Hey, did I say you were in charge of Samsara?”

“Ah yes!”

When Jiro answered with his head bowed, the president’s stiff expression softened and he lightly tapped his shoulder.

“Yes, I will continue to work hard as I have before. I have high expectations for you.”

“······Yeah!”

“Well. then. See you next time.”

After saying that, his expression hardened again and as he walked, the other officers hurried to follow him. Some of them were glancing after Jiro with his head down.

As they moved out of sight, Jiro slowly lifted his head. Then he tilted his head.

“What’s going on?”

As I mumble, I hear people talking around me.

“Oh, did you see the boss’s face? Are you going to be completely blown away by the company today?”

“Why not? The manager detonated a bomb.”

“Really, even when I was at work, I had a lot of talk about sexual harassment of female employees, but eventually they cause problems even when they go to other places.”

“Is this usually a problem? What a scandal with a new female singer, scandal. Is the boss really not going to pass this time?”

“Ah, but his hands are burning inward. He’s the boss’ brother-in-law.”

“Not this time? I heard you tried to kick me out of the company several times before.”

“By the way, what’s the name of the new singer?”

“Ummm, I don’t know, I don’t remember. Wait a moment.”

Saying that, he pulled out a magazine and looked at it.

Then a female employee who looked a little older came up to them and said,

“What if I take it out of here? Without notice!”

“Ah, sorry.”

“Sorry.”

With that in mind, the female staff walked back inside again.

Seeing that, Jiro frowned.

“Executive Director and Rookie Singer…, Scandal?”

After muttering like that, he immediately shrugged his shoulders and walked straight to the staff elevator.

Don’t Ignore Your Fans (1)

Lee Dae-bong grumbles with a curious expression on his face. Then she asked her Silver, placing her finger on a picture of a middle-aged man.