Returner's Magic Laundry

Chapter 78

Then, he pointed at Kim Sang-il with his chin.

‘who? Kim Sang-il?’

I looked at Kim Sang-il, who was anxious to get out of my arm.

‘uh… … So, it’s not Ko Kun-soo.’

Without realizing it, the corners of his lips rose.

He released the strength in his arms and freed Kim Sang-il.

“What? Sang-il has a girlfriend?”

“Yeah, that’s a foreign woman. It doesn’t make sense, but how do you go about dating? kkkkkk.”

Kwak Ki-hyuk couldn’t hold back the burst of laughter and even burst into tears.

“Hey, why didn’t you say it? Didn’t you see me talking?”

“I saw it. Beckoning and beckoning.”

“Hey, aren’t you quiet?”

Kim Sang-il and Kwak Ki-hyeok shut their mouths, and Kwak Ki-hyuk stabbed Kim Sang-il in the side and immediately started a fight.

Of course, as a joke.

“Hey, aren’t you tired? Children, when are you going to grow up?”

Seeing Gunsu Ko smiling at his friends, he looked tired, but his expression was good.

“Kunsoo, congratulations. proud of you.”

These words were said to me in my previous life when I was met by Ko Kun-soo at the airport.

“It’s thanks to you.”

“It’s tickling, so let’s stop talking like this. let’s hurry. You should go and get some rest. I must be busy in a little while.”

“okay. Let’s take a day off and meet again for the rest of the story. I want to go take a shower and go to sleep.”

“Hey, come quickly. Stop fighting!”

When I shouted, Kim Sang-il and Kwak Ki-hyuk, who were laughing and joking around, grabbed the carrier and followed them.

“By the way, did you meet a lot of people after seeing the photos?”

“Yeah, we met a lot.”

“There was a picture I took with a woman. Who is it?”

I asked with indifference so as not to notice.

“Huh? who?”

“Hey, what is it? Long hair, wearing a white shirt. There was a picture of the four of us laughing with that woman.”

“A white shirt? Well. I also met a lot of people. You can’t even tell by looking at the picture.”

“… … .”

Go Gunsu was just like me.

It must have been that there was no time to pay attention to women because they had a frantic film festival.

And he doesn’t remember the midwinter like me back then.

Relief… … do you want to

Or will they continue their relationship again at the film festival they meet later, like me in my previous life?

While driving, I wanted to ask a lot of questions, but my friends quickly fell apart.

I looked at Ko Kun-soo, who was sleeping with the trophy I received from Cannes with my friends, and fell into the thought of midwinter again.

After her, I see her again at her year-end film festival.

She said she was a programmer for another international film festival, and at that film festival we met, she participated as a moderator.

Of course I knew the house in the middle of winter.

But that happened a long time later, after dating me in a previous life, and she said that the house was a new house.

So I don’t know her house before she moved.

You have to wait until winter to see her again.

But would it be good to meet her again with her who knows the end of her meeting?

Will I be able to reunite with myself, who is not a film director but a laundry owner?

Will I ever be able to love her again as much as I did the moment I loved her?

Or can this life change the end?

If your fate changes and you have a different ending from your previous life… … .

Is that really the good one?

Without realizing it, I took a deep breath.

I felt that knowing the end, knowing the future, was not necessarily a good thing.

* * *

A few days later, I left the laundry to go to the meeting place with Go Geon-soo and Choi No-eul.

‘No, why are we meeting at the Bangsan Market?’

As I was heading to the bus stop, I heard a voice calling me.

“Oh, Anna. I was going to go to the laundromat right now, but he was here.”

When I turned around, CEO Yoo was coming towards me, and after that, I saw the appearance of real estate CEO Kim.

“Ah yes. Hello, Mr. Yu.”

“Where?”

“Ah yes. I have an appointment.”

“These days, there are rumors that Annam is going crazy.”

“Oh, I’m back now.”

I was a little distracted by the thought of midwinter, but now I’ve calmed down a bit.

In Yoo’s hand was a yellow briefcase.

“But what is that?”

“Yeah, I signed a contract. The hairdresser told me to close the shop, so I paid a little more and handed it over.”

“i See.”

“But I feel a little bad. The hairdresser’s boss and the young husband must have filed a lawsuit against each other and made a fuss. Meanwhile, the hairdresser’s boss becomes ill. Oh, you bastard! If you want to go, go fine or sue, and it’s a mess. How much have you eaten in the meantime?”

“Do not worry. The hairdresser will win.”

“How does Anna know that?”

“Isn’t that obvious? In any case, we should remodel it quickly.”

“It should be. So I mean. When meeting with an interior design company, I want Anna to see it too. I’m a little ignorant.”

“Yes I will.”

“haha. I don’t know if this is going to go well.”

“It’s good if it goes well. What are you worried about?”

“Oh, no. It’s because I have a small liver. Because when things get too big, headaches always come along.”

President Yoo grabbed the contract and scratched his head.

‘Hmm, it’s time for CEO Yoo to need courage.’

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When I grabbed Mr. Yoo’s sleeve and smelled his clothes, Mr. Yoo took a step back in amazement.

“Why are you suddenly smelling someone else’s clothes? I don’t smoke these days.”

“I need to wash these clothes. You only wear these clothes to meet with Mr. Yoo.”

“I like these clothes because they are comfortable.”

“You still have to wash it often. If you take it off today, I will give it to you quickly.”

“That… … Is that so?”

“Yeah. I’ll go pick it up when I get back later. Oh, the bus is coming. See you later.”

“That… … okay.”

We got on the bus that arrived and headed to Bangsan Market.

The place that writer Noeul Choi told me was a place where old clothes were piled up like a mountain.

Among them, Noeul Choi was looking for something while digging through his clothes.

Beside him, Go Geon-su was sweating and looking for something.

“Writer, is this it?”

When Go Gun-su grabbed a piece of clothing and shook it, writer Choi No-eul approached and checked it.

“This is boring. I just told you that.”

I couldn’t wait any longer, so I called the two of them.

“Gunsu! Writer! I’m here What are you doing there?”

At my words, the two turned around and walked out of the pile of clothes.

“Did you come? Director Ko Gun-soo doesn’t have a real eye for it.”

“No, that’s not it, but why do I have to find it in this pile of old clothes?”

Go Geon-soo’s words, wiping the dust off his clothes, mixed a little bit of irritation.

“Because that’s money. It would be nice if we could find it together while we were waiting.”

I looked up at the sky and the sun was so bright.

Today the weather is hot for May.

“Why are you suffering so much in this heat?”

“As a writer can’t make money with writing, I have to do something else. It’s pretty salty for the effort.”

“Can I help you?”

At my words, writer Choi No-eul and Ko Gun-soo looked back.

“It would be difficult. The sun is too hot today.”

Writer Choi No-eul handed me a piece of paper, ignoring the worried Ko Geon-soo and excited about helping.

“You just need to find clothes that look like this luxury mark. Even second-hand, it sells at a pretty good price.”

“Yeah.”

I glanced at the paper and stood in front of the pile of clothes.

And inwardly shouted a summoning spell.

‘Dandelion Scepter!’

The scepters flocked around me, then scattered and flew away in a pile of clothes.

The sages, who looked around, quickly sat down on a few clothes.

“No, all of a sudden the dandelion spores are blowing like this.”

Writer Choi No-eul swung his arms back and forth towards the air.

“Wait a minute.”

As I strode into the pile of clothes, without hesitation, I picked up the clothes Mr. Hall was sitting on.

“PD-nim, you can’t just pick up anything.”

Writer Choi No-eul’s restless voice came from behind his back.

I took the clothes I picked up and went out of the pile and put them in the arms of artist Noeul Choi.

“I think this is enough. Now let’s go to the scenario meeting.”

Writer Noeul Choi checked the brands of clothes, and his eyes widened.

“No, how could this happen! Paddy, these are all luxury items. How to find out… … ”

“Writer, is it true that Annam brought it?”

Go Geon-su asked with surprised eyes.

“Yeah. Now, when I come here, I have to bring the PD. Great!”

Writer No-eul Choi and Gun-soo Ko followed.

“I do laundry. Even from afar, you can see it at a glance.”

“Wow, that’s a great talent. That’s great. Can you wash all of this? I’ve left it at all other laundries, but the one I washed at the PD’s laundromat was in really good condition. I thought it was new clothes.”

Looks like you got it wrong

“Look at the scenario.”

After that, writer Noeul Choi’s chatter continued endlessly.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

We sat on a bench, closed our eyes, and waited for the chatter to end.

Writer Noeul Choi was only saying what he wanted to say, whether we heard it or not.

When my patience ran out, I opened my eyes.

“Now let’s look at the scenario!”

Then, writer Noeul Choi smiled and took out a printed script from his bag.

“When did those words come out?”

On the front side, the title “Legend” and the words “13th High” were engraved.

“Actually, before I showed the script to other people, I got a little too talkative. fufu. I have printed two copies to show you two.”

Looking at writer Noeul Choi’s expression, he seemed confident.

“Then you two are reading. I’ll look for some more clothes. I don’t have anything to do while you two read the script. I told him to come here to save time.”

Writer Noeul Choi headed back to the pile of clothes, and after facing each other once, Gunsu Ko and I unfolded the scenario and read it out.

We both sat down and read the scenario to the end without taking our eyes off it.

After reading the last chapter, Koh Geon-soo and I looked at each other again.

‘Perfect!’

We didn’t say anything, but we confirmed with our eyes that we were of the same mind.

The scenario I saw in my previous life was completed.

“Writer, I will wash all those clothes. I will make it like new!”

After hearing my words, Noeul Choi picked up a piece of clothing, drew a circle in the air, and disappeared into the pile of clothes again.

“You said you were going to meet me next week?”

When I asked, Go Gun-soo nodded.

* * *

“Director Go Gun-soo. I read the screenplay you sent me.”

A week later, Ko Kun-soo and I met CEO Choi Gyu-jik in the conference room of the movie company ‘Funny Box’.

Next to them were the head of the PR and marketing team and the head of the distribution team.

All situations, atmospheres, and feelings were similar to those of a previous life.

If there is anything else, Go Gun-soo and I are sitting here together, and Ko Kun-soo is the director.

In my previous life, I came alone to meet CEO Choi Gyu-jik.

In the early 2000s, the Korean film industry was in an encouraging atmosphere that Korean films could also make money with the box office success of ‘Quiet War’ in 1999.

Movie theaters were able to accommodate large audiences as large corporations introduced the multiplex system.

Before the ‘Quiet War’, Korean films were so-called ‘films for the screen quota system’, ‘films for stripping off a low budget’, or ‘films for awards’, which were far from popular.

CEO Gyu-jik Choi chose to pursue a thoroughly commercial film in this period called the renaissance of Korean film history.

He didn’t lead the flow, but he was quick to catch the flow and move quickly.

The films he produced later succeeded at the box office, but their quality was not recognized.

From the beginning of the planning stage, they produced only films for the purpose of box office success, or produced special films for holidays, but they do not hesitate to borrow foreign films for the sake of box office success.

I was also one of several directors used for his purposes.