[Korean entertainment] The world of power is here

An Hai took a deep breath and pushed open the door.

The few people in the room who were chatting around the coffee table turned their heads when they heard the movement, and she took a few steps forward and bowed to greet them, "Uncle Park, Uncle Li, long time no see."

"Don't you call me?" Turning the wheel to her, the man in the wheelchair is wearing simple and comfortable clothes. Even though he is nearly fifty years old, it can be seen from the well-maintained skin that this man must have looked good back then. The armrest of the wheelchair smiled at her, "We haven't seen each other for almost three years, An Hai, don't you miss Dad?"

"Hello, how are you?" He lowered his eyes and nodded in front of him, then sat down on the sofa and took the tea from Li Shanxiong's father with both hands.Ancheng has a deep friendship with Park Jinyoung and Lee Sunwoong's father. When JYP was first established, Ancheng almost took out all his savings to help.

An Hai had received a lot of care from them since he was a child, especially after his mother passed away, Father Li took him directly to his home to take care of him for half a year.A large part of the reason for coming here today is that Li's father called her after she refused to meet An Cheng.

"An Hai, when the Wirls debuted a few years ago, I wanted you to help them make a few songs, but An Cheng said you were too busy and didn't have time." Park Zhenying turned the rim of the cup, "JYP plans to launch a girl group in July this year. , Uncle really hopes that you can come to help, I still hope that you can join the company."

"Let's see. I'm not familiar with the company's operations, but I can write songs. If I have the opportunity to listen to their voices, I will write songs."

"There are so many excuses for letting you join the company." The man in the wheelchair reprimanded lightly while holding a cup of tea, "Could it be that you plan to continue working alone like this?"

Use the tea lid to brush off the tea leaves on the surface, take a sip unhurriedly, and smile at him with a crooked brow, "I don't intend to keep making music."

"If you don't make music, why do you still study if you don't make music..."

"Didn't I also make music? I'm living a good life now. An Hai, eat some of this. I remember you used to like it the most." Father Li pushed a plate of refreshments on the table in front of her, half body It just blocked the slightly angry face of the person in the wheelchair, "Well, we haven't seen each other since last year's wedding, how are you doing recently?"

"I'm fine." Reached out his hand and stuffed a piece into his mouth, and replied obediently, "How about you, uncle, are you waiting to hold your grandson now?"

Upon hearing this, Father Li immediately laughed, "Yes, Huizhen's due date is May, and now I am looking forward to the child born this summer every day."

An Hai also laughed. Li's father was afraid that Li Shanxiong would experience the difficulties he had experienced in the music road when he was young, so he firmly disagreed with Li Shanxiong's pursuit of this road. The father and son often quarreled over this. The number of times is no joke.

Park Zhenying thought that many years ago, with their help, he registered a small agency called "Taihong" with 5000 million won, which is the predecessor of JYP. At that time, he was the only singer under his banner. Sigh He said with infinite sigh, "Ah, it has been many years. Back then, the three of us were still brats. In a blink of an eye, you will be grandpa..."

"Sorry, I'm late." The sound of pulling the door interrupted his memory, and a man in a baseball cap with a slightly thick nasal voice came in apologetically.

"President Yang, I'm finally waiting for you." Park Zhenying, who is most familiar with him, joked and complained. They gathered together today to discuss the establishment of UnitedAsiaMa (UAM for short), a super-large international management company.

Yang Xianshuo smiled apologetically, and asked when he saw someone he had never met before, "Who is this?"

"My daughter." The person in the wheelchair introduced, "An Hai also makes music."

"Hello."

"Hello." He lifted his pants up and sat on the sofa in a comfortable position, "An Hai? .. I seem to have heard your name somewhere..."

"Oh, Park Chun and I are friends." I thought maybe Park Chun had mentioned her name, but Yang Hyun Suk crossed his legs and shook his head to veto, "No, no... Oh!? Have you done a lot of TV dramas? episode?"

"Yes...you heard?"

"Well, my wife likes to watch TV dramas very much. When I watched it with her, I thought the music was not bad. I paid attention to the end of the film for a long time, and I saw your name. However, what really impressed me was when I watched cartoons with my daughter. I also saw your name in the episode producer...." One is a complete family soap opera and the other is a complete children's joy movie. The span is quite large. "Do you want to come to our company? Our company female producer There are so few people."

"YG? YG mostly focuses on hip-hop. The songs I usually write don't seem to fit your company's style well..."

"It doesn't matter. If there is nothing to cultivate, there are many young people. Opportunities. Didn't you say that you are friends with Park Chun, and you can help 2ne1 make songs with Teddy. Oh, Quan Zhilong will definitely be happy to cooperate with you ..."

An Hai pursed his lips, hesitantly, "President Yang, I think we may not have the chance to meet again in the future, since we mentioned Quan Zhilong...I have a suggestion, I don't know if I should say it or not."

"En?" Interested, Yang Xianshuo sniffed the bracelet and sat up straight in front of his chest, "Say it."

"Instead of recruiting me into the company, it's better to spend some money to hire a vocal teacher. I've seen them live. Except for the tall rapper, everyone else has problems with their voices. If this continues, it will hurt your throat too much. Sooner or later It will be ruined."

"This way of speaking has been used for so many years." He has also seen the scene of Big Bang, and there are indeed certain problems with the way of speaking, but when it comes to reality, Park Zhenying shook his head, "It is impossible to change it just by saying it."

"...When did you care about others so much?" Amused by An Hai's thoughtless words, An Cheng looked at Yang Xianshuo and explained, "Old Yang, you have to know that she has never cared so much about me!"

"You didn't care about me either."

The whole atmosphere was chilled by her moderate voice, An Cheng's smile froze on his face, "Do you have to be like this? Can't you just get along with me once?"

"No, I'm just telling the truth. I hope you can take care of yourself." An Hai got up and lifted his bag and bowed to them, "I have to leave beforehand."

Walking in the corridor with his back straight, the nails of his tightly clenched fists sank into the flesh of his palms, causing some pain. The back of An Cheng sitting in a wheelchair seemed to be still in front of him in the crack of the door.

A car accident a few years ago caused Ancheng to amputate his limbs to save his life. She was the one who signed the consent form for the surgery. The infusion bottle hanger hit her directly, pointed at the door and said "Fuck off".

An Hai was only a teenager back then, and he stayed by his side day and night to take care of him. At that time, he felt that he was the only family member left, and he must not lose it.The funny thing is that his only relative woke up like this, he said, "An Hai, get out, I would rather die than live like this."

"Why would you rather die?" Momo asked, her forehead bleeding from the infusion bottle.

"I'm a star, I'd rather die if I appear in front of the public like this, do you understand? Why do you make decisions for me!"

"...star?" Smiled dismissively, "Don't you know how far your popularity has fallen? How many endorsements do you still have? Do you really think it was ten years ago, with a large number of fans? Don't think too much Without An Cheng, you are nothing more than a passing star."

Afterwards, the manager's uncle contacted him privately, saying that An Cheng was almost going crazy during that time, and faced the fact that he could no longer stand up, he even chose to commit suicide, and in the end, he just thought about it.It turned out that he raised another child outside, and the child was three or four years old when the car accident happened. In the end, the woman went to him with the child in her arms and begged him to live on even for the two of them.

After going back and forth, and finally quit the entertainment circle completely under the persuasion of the agent and a few friends, I lived in Los Angeles and invested with Li Shanxiong's father. The family of three actually lived like this.

How ironic, after all, what relationship do I have with him?After leaving the country, the two had no contact for at least three years. Except for the first year's tuition, which was paid by An Cheng, she was responsible for all subsequent tuition and living expenses, until Li Shanxiong once lost contact for almost two months. She thought something was wrong, but finally found out that this guy was so poor that he had no money to pay the phone bill.

Afterwards, Ancheng seemed to want to open it up. He sent emails and called her to contact her, asked for the card number, and even sent her money. Say meet.

Joker said, An Hai, you are such a fucking weirdo. You obviously hate your father but you never answer his phone calls, and you never collect money well.

An Hai smiled and said, I have the right to think that I am a customer service staff who earns money by answering the phone, not to mention not making steamed buns to argue, I just wait for the day when I make enough money to throw it in his face myself.

Come on you, wait until the day you throw the money in his face, the currency will not depreciate to any extent, maybe you will throw a few steel coins on the ground to slap twice when you are exhausted.

It sounds good to me when I slap twice.

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Is it really that annoying?If it wasn't because of expectations, why would there be disappointment, anger and resentment? I have been waiting for your love for more than ten years, and in the end you gave it to someone else at will. How can I smile at you?