Assistant Manager Kim Hates Idols - Chapter 179



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Episode 179

– Men’s theme song (2)

“It’s a companion.”

“yes?”

“I said companion.”

The intellectual’s hand shook the file slightly. His eyes were still fixed on the monitor. It meant to take it and turn it off.

“Can I ask why?”

The pioneer did not accept the documents. Instead, he asked questions.

Only then did the intellectuals turn their attention to Seon-gu-an.

“I’m the one who wants to ask.”

“… … .”

“Is this the answer to the question of why we need to change the composition of a perfectly good product?”

Silence fell in the office.

The pioneers are confident. The profitability that can come from ‘medical companies’ has almost reached its limit. At this point, they had to switch to ‘Bear’, which would soon have a windfall.

But there was no way to explain it, because it was a fact that was visible only to ‘pioneers’.

“If you have nothing more to say, take this and return to your seat.”

“… … .”

“Stop doing useless things.”

A team leader who is an intellectual who only communicates with numbers in an asset management company that speaks with data. Seongu-an despaired for the first time that he could not overcome that wall with just his own two eyes.

‘There’s already a blue light on the hospital side, what can I do?’

The pioneer sitting in his seat was clutching his poor head.

‘It’s all Team Leader Ji’s fault.’

The previous team leader was a person who had no motivation whatsoever.

It was easy to work with such a person as my boss. Seon-gu-an always had the ability to make choices that would not result in loss, and thanks to that ability, he was able to get promoted quickly!

But after Team Leader Ji came, everything changed. The report made up with a suitable excuse didn’t work.

A situation where information found out through intuition must be explained with data. This is why the two, the intellectual and the visionary, always clash.

‘It’s annoying, you’re unlucky, don’t regret it after your company goes bankrupt.’

Seon-gu-an got up from his seat, muttering to himself. He was planning to go get the printed materials he had reserved.

In front of the copier stood my assistant, Do Young-hwan.

“Did you happen to pick this?”

“Uh, yeah.”

Do Young-hwan neatly organized the printed materials that had come out in advance and handed them to Seon Gu-an.

The prints came out a long time later.

Seongu-an, who was waiting for the printing to finish, leaned against the wall next to the copier and asked.

“Come to think of it, Young-hwan, you’ve never been scolded by Team Leader Ji, right?”

“How much does it have to be broken to be considered broken?”

“As much as I am today?”

“Not to that extent yet.”

“Good for you, Young-Hwan.”

Seon-gu-an looked at Do-yeong-hwan and asked as if he was talking to himself.

“Is data really necessary to communicate with Team Leader Ji?”

How could someone working in the financial industry say such a stupid thing? Seonguan smiled awkwardly.

“Are you feeling stuffy?”

“little.”

The pioneer gazed at the intellectual beyond the glass partition. He could see his neatly arranged hair standing upright.

‘Can I continue working with that person?’

Let’s say Team Leader Ji brings us the data he wants.

But what if that company is on the verge of delisting?

And what if you’ve worked hard to manipulate the paperwork and it hasn’t been caught ‘yet’?

What if you decide to invest there?

The foresight eye can discern him, but it does not show evidence that the document is a forgery. It is the foresight’s job to investigate, find out, and convince.

Beep, beep―.

A beep sounded from the output port. It was the sound coming from the copier.

“I don’t think you have to have a conversation only about your strengths.”

As Do Young-hwan opened the paper compartment, the noise stopped.

Do Young-hwan rolled up his sleeves, took out a set of printing paper, opened it, and filled it with new paper. The copier started running again.

“If Manager Seon, who is good at intuition, makes a list and Team Leader Ji, who is meticulous, approves it, wouldn’t the two of you make a good combination?”

“… … .”

“The list just needs a little convincing, I don’t think you need to feel too burdened.”

The printer stopped. Do Young-hwan took out the printed pages that were full, folded them up, and handed them to Seon Gu-an.

“Isn’t that why you chose this material?”

“Our Young-Hwan is so smart that it’s scary sometimes.”

The pioneer smiled brightly.

Then, as he was about to return to his original spot, he stopped and looked at Do Young-hwan, who was still standing in front of the copier, and asked him.

“Mr. Young-Hwan, haven’t you ever worried about me being a shooter? The person who teaches you things always talks about being touchy-feely.”

Do Young-hwan answered with an indifferent expression, looking only at the paper that was pulled out.

“If I start to worry, I’ll run away to find a way to survive.”

It was a cute trust. The steps of the pioneer heading to his seat were light. I wanted to bring the report from earlier back to Team Leader Ji’s eyes as quickly as possible.

***

“under…….”

I sighed as the directors panned their cameras.

Adlibs at other times were difficult, but this adlib is really out of my mind.

Even more so if I open the floodgates!

‘I never thought we’d run out of paper there.’

This time, the emotional changes of the main character, Seon Gu-an, were very important scenes.

Because it was a section where I had to decide how to talk to the new team leader, mixed with a sense of helplessness from having hit a wall while demonstrating my talents well, and a sense of mission for my job.

Moreover, the two main characters were on the rooftop, feeling the autumn breeze and taking emotional shots, and they even had a break in the middle to recover their body temperature.

The weather is bad, filming is interrupted so the emotional connection is lost, and physical strength is declining, but I still have to show acting skills that will convince the viewers as the story unfolds.

At this critical moment, I didn’t realize that the copier would cause an accident without me noticing. For a moment, everything in front of my eyes turned white like an A4 sheet of paper.

So I just ad-libbed before the cut sound. I also filled the paper diligently so that the sound would not be heard any more. I also regretted it while filling the copy paper.

The good news is that the filming didn’t stop in the middle. Ha Seo-myeong also continued it well.

The unfortunate thing is… … .

“Mr. Lee Wol, I’ll just do Do Young-hwan’s one-shot and one more upper body shot!”

It turns out that additional filming was done for my part.

Damn, I wish Jeong Seong-bin’s OST would come out soon.

***

Although there were downsides to filming a drama, there were definitely things to be gained from it.

I should say that it makes you think about various aspects of how to look good on camera.

While it is most important for idols to look at the camera, actors must not be conscious of the camera.

Since I couldn’t create immersion through my gaze, I had to pay close attention to making every movement look natural. As a result, I ended up practicing not only facial expressions but also body movements. I was able to make the set movements look like everyday life to anyone who saw them.

Also, when I stand on stage as an idol, I aimed to have my dance lines lacking in detail be less visible on camera.

On the other hand, for actors, at least a bust shot is standard unless there is a specific intention. This means that the face is always shown unless only the hands or shoes are shot for a production factor.

Given this situation, it seemed that whether or not the shadow of the bangs obscured the light from the eyes made a big difference.

‘If things like this don’t unify, I’ll be really worried.’

So, I walked around with my bangs down all day at my accommodation.

A few guys came by to ask me how I was doing, but thanks to them I was able to act dead-eyed no matter where the lights were.

On the other hand, there were also guys who just had dull eyes regardless of their bangs.

It was Lee Cheong-hyeon, wearing a headset and tapping away at his laptop in the kitchen. It was a headset that I had bought him a while ago because I was worried that using earphones too much would damage his ears.

I lightly knocked on the table and the creature revealed eyes that were as deep and beautiful as the abyss.

“Brother, are you here? Why?”

“OST, are you working on it?”

On Lee Cheong-hyeon’s laptop, a music composition program titled ‘In My Office_2nd ED_Ver.5’ was open.

“Oh, that’s what happened.”

“These days, everyone has meetings without me?”

“Then, should I go out in the morning and have a video conference with my brother who comes back at night? Be thankful that your younger siblings are growing up to be independent.”

“Now, you really don’t say a word.”

“Of course. When the year changes next year, I won’t even call you hyung.”

Even while making a lame joke, Lee Cheong-hyeon’s hands did not stop. The track was dense, as if he was trying to mix several instruments.

“Would you like to hear it?”

“If that’s okay.”

Lee Cheong-hyeon handed over the headset. The guy’s expression wasn’t very bright.

Is it because it’s his first ballad? He’s not the type to change genres.

As soon as the play button was pressed, a sad melody flowed out.

It was lyrical and emotional. It was the perfect sentiment for a situation where a lover is going through a crisis or breaking up.

The instruments that came rushing in the second half were also classic.

but…….

“You don’t like this?”

“How did you know?”

Lee Cheong-hyeon opened his eyes like a squirrel and asked.

“That’s not your style.”

“What is my style?”

“Could you please refrain from asking questions like ‘What is my identity?’? I’m having trouble figuring out how to answer.”

Despite my request, Lee Cheong-hyeon grabbed my forearms and did not let go.

“I don’t like it! Is there anything unnatural about the harmony or melody?”

“Yeah, yeah.”

“But there has to be something left, whether it’s addictiveness or a high point. But this one has nothing. It’s a mess. If I were to make a song about Jeho-hyung lying on the sofa, it would be like this.”

“Why are you suddenly causing trouble?”

Choi Je-ho, who was lying on the sofa, spoke from afar. We had no intention of listening, and Choi Je-ho himself did not expect anyone to respond, so no communication was made.

“I understand that you referenced famous OSTs. I also understand that it’s based on a ballad. I also like that you thought of Sungbin’s voice as the vocalist. I think it would be much better if you recorded it and added it. The problem is that there is no image.”

“You’re saying that the drama itself isn’t relatable?”

“It’s an OST that wouldn’t look strange in any drama.”

Lee Cheong-hyeon frowned at my words, but stopped himself. Instead, he furrowed his brows with his thumb.

“Still, that’s amazing. How did you even think of working on the OST?”

I thought that creative work also needed some time off, so I didn’t want to leave the OST work to Lee Cheong-hyeon.

I didn’t know that you would volunteer to bring work.

“Maybe Spark will make a comeback with a ballad later.”

“Such a peculiar thought?”

“I’ve always been special. It’s rare to find a younger sibling like me, so be nice to them.”

Then Lee Cheong-hyeon typed my comment into a notepad.

Lee Cheong-hyeon’s hand, which was writing things like ‘reminiscent of a drama’, ‘specialized in In My Office’, etc., stopped.

“But, bro.”

“why?”

“What is the life of an office worker usually like?”

Oh, you have to start from there.

I can’t help it. I invite you to the UA planning meeting (special: 3 days before the deadline).