Producer with no Regrets - Chapter 561



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Episode 561

Yoon Sang-yeol stumbled, holding his eyes shut from the intense pain he felt in his eyes. Then he bumped into the table with the cake on it and fell down on it.

The plastic folding table broke into pieces under Yoon Sang-yeol’s weight.

Yoon Sang-yeol rolled on the floor along with the table. The cake on the table flew and landed on Yoon Sang-yeol’s head.

“… … Ah, ah.”

Noah’s hands shook as she watched. The can of firecrackers in her hands, now empty of its contents, fell to the floor.

“This, this is it, I have no choice but to die… … .”

Noah ran to Yoon Sang-yeol at lightning speed and knelt down. Then he banged his forehead on the floor.

“I’m sorry!”

Noah raised his forehead and shouted in a blood-curdling voice.

“I, I will repay this sin by changing the profit distribution ratio to 7.1 to 2.9 at the next contract renewal! Please, yurushitegudasai (please forgive me)!”

Noah hit his forehead on the floor again.

Meanwhile, Yoon Sang-yeol was squirming, making sounds like ‘Eww, Kkeuuk’.

“Ugh.”

Jiyu burst into laughter when she saw that.

Laughter is contagious.

Soon all the members started to laugh, and soon the laughter turned into broad smiles.

“Ahahahahahaha!”

Yang So-min held her stomach and let out a hearty laugh that was rising from her lower abdomen.

Now is the time to laugh. Everyone is laughing, so the guilt is dispersed.

“PD!”

Rahee-man ran to Yoon Sang-yeol with a pale face. She helped Yoon Sang-yeol, who was covered in cake, to raise his upper body.

“Hey, these kids are laughing and lying down while the producer is being treated like this… …. My fucking eyes… … .”

“Hey, get up first.”

Rahee put her arm around Yoon Sangyeol’s shoulder and left the practice room with him. She then took him to the bathroom and removed all the pieces of cake from his head.

A company employee came in on the way.

The staff was surprised to see Rahee.

This is the men’s restroom.

“Sorry, sorry. I’ll be right out.”

“No, no. I’ll use a different floor… … .”

The employee saw Yoon Sang-yeol’s miserable appearance and had a premonition that if he stayed there, he too would end up like him.

So I ran away quickly.

When the pain in his eyes subsided, Yoon Sang-yeol pushed Ra-hee away in annoyance and washed his face alone.

“What’s going on? What the heck… … .”

“It’s, uh, um, a, a surprise party!”

Rahee explained the whole story to Yoon Sangyeol while he was washing his face.

They said they held a party to celebrate Yoon Sang-yeol receiving an award.

Yoon Sang-yeol let out a laugh.

“The party… you asked me to do it?”

Rahee kept her mouth shut.

Yoon Sang-yeol took out a bunch of paper towels and wiped his face and neck. Then he looked in the mirror. When he looked at his right eye, it was red and swollen.

“Because I’m having bad luck… … .”

“Are you… happy?”

“what?”

“You won an award for our album. So, aren’t you happy?”

Yoon Sang-yeol looked at Ra-hee from afar.

Rahee seemed to be appealing with her eyes. Tell her that she was happy.

Yoon Sang-yeol wiped away the moisture with a sigh.

“I have nothing to be happy about with you.”

“……why.”

Why are you so cruel to us?

Rahee was about to ask that.

“For the next two years, or maybe three years.”

“……yes?”

“There’s only one thing I’ll be happy about because of you. When you reach the top. Other than that, don’t throw a party or anything like that, no matter what award you receive. You’re just being treated like this. You’re just unlucky.”

Yoon Sang-yeol roughly shook his shoulder and left the bathroom. Then Ra-hee grabbed his sleeve.

“PD, please come to the practice room together.”

“what?”

“The kids prepared this for you, PD-nim.”

“The kids prepared it? I bet the staff prepared it all, but the kids did it?”

“You have a heart.”

“You asked me to do that too.”

“You have a heart, right?”

Yoon Sang-yeol hesitated.

“I have a heart, you know.”

“… … .”

“Go.”

Rahee wasn’t giving orders.

It wasn’t even a request.

Appealed.

“Can’t you just say something to the kids? ‘This award is thanks to you guys.’ If that doesn’t work out, ‘You did a good job.’ That’s something you sometimes say when we give them a good evaluation.”

“… … .”

Yoon Sang-yeol shook his arm and slapped her hand away. Then he walked forward. Towards the practice room.

Yoon Sang-yeol opened the practice room door.

Noah was still kneeling.

“PD Yoon, was I wrong! I was wrong! Please forgive me just this once! Please forgive the others!”

“Don’t do things like this again.”

Noah shut his mouth tightly at Yoon Sang-yeol’s words. The surroundings were filled with silence.

The members thought, ‘Well, that’s true.’ But it wasn’t like it was nothing.

Even though Rahee ordered it, it was a place they had prepared themselves to congratulate Yoon Sangyeol. But it would be unpleasant to hear, “Don’t do something like this.”

“anyway.”

Yoon Sang-yeol bit his lips hard and barely managed to speak.

“You guys, received, nothing, no, nothing, but, congratulating me, what, go, gomu… … .”

……go?

Everyone was just looking at Yoon Sang-yeol’s mouth.

I waited breathlessly for what he would say.

That was when.

Noah smiled and lifted his forehead from the ground.

“PD Yoon, thank you to us!”

“What the hell do you want me to do if you congratulate me? Do you think I’ll even say thank you?!”

Yoon Sang-yeol left, slamming the door.

There was a long silence.

“crazy-.”

Jeongjin was disgusted.

“I got goosebumps.”

“me too.”

Noah stood there blankly for a while, then straightened his knees. Then he patted his shoulder as if he was shaking off the dirt after a fight.

“Choroimondaje (It’s like eating cold porridge).”

* * *

“Ugh, ugh.”

Yoon Sang-yeol returned to his studio and rubbed his face with his palms. Moans of embarrassment continued to flow from his mouth.

This feeling is similar to that time.

There was a test in college where you had to show off your presence and seduce the opposite sex. I felt like I failed miserably then.

Did you go back to your room and punch the bed so hard that it broke the springs?

“Okay, stop.”

As soon as Yoon Sang-yeol said that, he regained his composure.

He has been meditating for several years.

As a result, it became possible to unfold mental images like the Myeonggyeongjisu just by making up one’s mind.

“… … .”

Yoon Sang-yeol got down from the chair and spread out a yoga mat. He took off his shoes, climbed on it, and sat cross-legged.

“Swoop, hoo.”

After ten minutes of meditation, he felt a little better. He sat down on his chair in his studio again.

The monitor finally came into view.

I was able to continue doing what I was doing.

‘Globe.’

The third year is now over.

I had some plans for the next one, but they were all scrapped.

‘The album Graffiti was an unexpected success.’

Unexpected doesn’t mean he didn’t anticipate the level of success. Yoon Sang-yeol didn’t know the domestic response would be this short.

‘The overseas response was much better than expected.’

It has been quite some time since the size of the overseas market surpassed that of the domestic market.

Domestic producers have reached a point where they are considering overseas markets right from the stage of selecting trainees.

But that ends with just ‘receiving’ the benefits of the expanded K-pop market. Only major entertainment agencies can actively target overseas markets.

‘This might be… … .’

It may be possible to apply the BIS’s successful formula to Globe, but in a more refined form than BIS did, of course.

At that time, I received a call from Kim Tae-hoon. He asked me to come to the CEO’s office for a moment.

‘Why of all things… … .’

I felt like I was about to get the hang of it, but it suddenly stopped.

Yoon Sang-yeol sighed, got up, and headed to the CEO’s office.

The new office of Success Enter is much more spacious and comfortable than the old one. It is a world of difference from the dark office of Yoon Sang-yeol.

“Oh, Sangyeol is here? No, no, PD Yoon.”

Kim Tae-hoon was sitting on the reception sofa in front of the CEO’s desk. Across from him was another man.

When Kim Tae-hoon got up, the man also got up.

“Here, this is our company’s producer, Sangyeol Yoon.”

“Yes, I have heard a lot about it.”

The man extended his hand and asked to shake it. Yoon Sang-yeol accepted the handshake.

“Yes, but… … .”

“Oh, this way.”

Kim Tae-hoon smiled kindly.

“The new producer coming in.”

“……yes?”

“PD Yoon is the general producer now, right? It’s hard. I’m thinking of splitting up the department he’s in charge of now and making it into a production department 1 and setting up a separate department.”

Yoon Sang-yeol was speechless with embarrassment.

The man greeted Yoon Sang-yeol like that.

“My name is composer Elric. We spoke online before, right? I look forward to working with you in the future. Oh, my real name is Yu Gu-seong.”

Yoon Sang-yeol still couldn’t open his lips even once. He slowly turned his head towards Kim Tae-hoon.

“What? Producing… … What?”

Kim Tae-hoon still had a friendly smile on his face.

“We’re making a part 2 of producing.”

That was a notice.

* * *

Eim Entertainment.

The representative office and artist lounge.

CEO Kim Myung-woon and Woo Hyo-min, the only artist of Yium Entertainment. The two sat across from each other and ate cup ramen and triangle kimbap, almost inhaling them.

“Sir, can you survive by eating only this every day?”

“It’s my soul food.”

“Alas, our poor representative.”

As he watched him save up every penny while saying he would grow the company, Woo Hyo-min felt as if frost had formed before his eyes.

“So, how did your trip to headquarters go?”

“Oh, that?”

Today, Kim Myeong-un went to SMS Enter, which can be called the headquarters of Ieum Enter.

Originally, Eim Enter was a company hastily formed to manage ‘Project For You.’

Kim Myeong-un, who had expressed his dream of running a planning company since his days at SMS Entertainment, took charge of Ieum Entertainment.

Since then, Eim Enter has not disappeared and has been producing results with the support of SMS Enter.

“That’s it.”

Kim Myung-woon has a dream.

The original plan was to build a foundation by bringing in one or two actors, and then create an idol group.

But the plan changed drastically. It was because of Woo Hyo-min. She declared that she would go to hell with Kim Myung-woon, and in the end, Kim Myung-woon debuted her as a solo artist.

Although Woo Hyo-min has made a successful debut in Korea, which is known as the graveyard of solo artists, she still has a long way to go.

“What did the representative say?”

And Kim Myeong-un decided to go a little bolder.

In order to improve Woo Hyo-min’s production quality and create the next group, he even asked the CEO of SMS Entertainment to invest.

“It won’t work.”

“… … That’s it? No, if you look at it, SMS Enter is our parents. It’s too immersive.”

“That’s only natural.”

Kim Myeong-un said bitterly.

“Actually, it’s right to focus on our Hyomin. SMS Entertainment seems to think so too. I need to build my career too. If I just say I received free consulting… … .”

“What career!”

Woo Hyo-min got angry as if it was his own business.

“You saved the dying baby! That alone is a feat that will be remembered in history!”

“Wow, what a feat… … .”

“Besides, I, it’s me! I created Love Rescue’s Woo Hyo-min! What more career do you need here! In fact, you have the touch of Midas! Every group and artist you touch has been successful!”

Although the number is two, it is still the hand of Midas.

“Anyway, the people above don’t have the insight to see the real situation. There’s talent rolling around, but they can’t figure out how to use it.”

Kim Myeong-woon was embarrassed by the confident Woo Hyo-min, but was comforted by every word she said.

If I had a daughter, it would be like this… … .

‘That’s right, I have a daughter.’

The daughter is in puberty and can’t even talk to me properly. When she was little, she said she would marry her father…

Kim Myeong-un suddenly shed tears.

“Are you that touched? Hey, why are you like that?”

“No, I’m not the type of person who cries easily, but I’m so proud of Hyomin that tears are flowing… … .”

When Woo Hyo-min saw Kim Myeong-un crying, he felt even more sorry for him.

They say that men become more emotional around the age of 35 due to a sharp decline in male hormones, but Kim Myeong-un is in his 40s, so it must be even worse for him.

“We can’t just sit still like this. Let’s find a way.”

“How?”

“Or get investment from somewhere else?”

“Investment? Are you talking about equity investment? Who?”

Woo Hyo-min thought about it carefully and then said, ‘Ah!’

“Enter horizontally.”

“Horizontal Enter?”

“Aren’t you close with Director Park Sung-pil? Go and try to get him to talk to you. We help each other out.”

“No, that’s not something I can talk about so easily… … . After all, investing in stocks is tantamount to betraying SMS Entertainment… … .”

“Let’s throw away SMS Enter that doesn’t even help! This time, I’m making a comeback and you’re giving me a pittance! All that money came from your pocket! And that money was earned by you, the CEO, by making Breastfeeding a success!”

“But… … .”

“But anyway, let me say something. When will you achieve your dream, sir? When you’re almost 50?”

“… … .”

Kim Myeong-un lowered his head without confidence.

Woo Hyo-min sighed and finished eating his ramen.

“Okay. Then just wait for two years. I’ll work hard to save up money. I’ll use that to prepare for an idol group.”

“… … Hyomin.”

“Oh, why?”

“Is it okay to just bring it up?”

Woo Hyo-min’s expression brightened.

“Nothing will change if you don’t try!”

“Well, since we’re already aiming for that, let’s become a family with Garo Enter and use some of the infrastructure, and ask them to provide more support to our Hyomin!”

Garo Enter, suddenly a subsidiary was created!

“Well, should I do it?”

“You say ‘I’ll do it’? Of course!”

Woo Hyo-min extended his index finger toward Kim Myeong-un. Then he made a ‘bang’ sound as if he was shooting a gun.

“There’s Hyomin, the love rescue worker, Love Rescue!”

“……okay!”

Kim Myeong-un took courage.

“I’m going, sir!”

“Woooooooooooo!”

Cheer up, Ieum Enter.

* * *

SMS Enter conference room.

The employees attending the meeting froze at a single word from CEO Kang Sung-wook.

“Yes, sir.”

The performance directing team leader barely opened his mouth.

“The next album of ‘Nudge’ has already started work. Everything from the visuals to the videos and choreography is in progress, but changing the title now… … .”

“I know, you’re saying throw away money?”

Kang Sung-wook’s speech was feminine.

Soft and smooth.

But his appearance was different. Having been active as a dance singer in the 90s, he never stopped training even into middle age.

His whole body is full of muscles.

One word can silence anyone, even if they don’t have the title of representative.

“But you know.”

He had an innocent and childish expression on his face.

“I can’t help it! Isn’t the Girls’ League so cool? I’m so touched. I want to make something like that. Don’t you guys?”

The employees swallowed their curses inwardly.

The representative is obsessed with something strange again.