Rockstar Again - Chapter 94
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Episode 94. The Boatman (3)
As always, I was playing around with Taeju hyung and making songs, just as I felt like it.
Taeju hyung opened his mouth.
“Why did you tell the PD that it was okay to reveal it?”
“That guy is really smart. In a bad way.”
“however?”
“If someone who knows that I’m not the only one who’s in the relationship with my brother asks if it’s okay to talk, then there’s no problem.”
It’s a very simple problem.
It’s a well-known fact to the world that Ahn Chi-seop is a man obsessed with viewer ratings. But that doesn’t mean he crosses the line.
It feels different from protecting what needs to be protected.
Should I say that it feels like you have a clear understanding of what you need to protect and what you don’t need to protect?
Anyway, the fact that such a person asked if he could speak while Chairman Yoon Tae-joo was present means that he was sure it wouldn’t cross the line, right?
“But why are you asking that? After how many days have passed?”
In response to my question, Tae-joo silently handed me his cell phone.
[Today’s Entertainment Time, Exclusive Interview. We met Blue Porcelain’s vocalist A in person… ]
Click on the article that appears there and you will see the full title.
Anyway, everyone is smart.
, the title.
These days, many people check news articles on their smartphone browsers, so it seems that this kind of aggro is being drawn.
If you just look at the truncated title, you’ll think there was an interview with Vocal A.
“… …Is that Ahn Chi-seop? The person who interviewed you?”
“I don’t think so?”
At Taeju hyung’s words, my gaze turned to him.
“Then who are you? Sister Hana?”
“FD Na Tae-pyeong, who works with Ahn Chi-seop. After the article came out, Director Kwak personally looked into who the anonymous person was.”
“… … An Chi-seop, this guy is real.”
It’s so horrible that I can’t help but laugh.
I think he put the bullet shield out there because he was worried about what I would say if I interviewed him myself.
If you’re going to think that much, you could just keep quiet. If the ratings are good, does the company give you a bonus or something?
I wonder why they do this. It’s like X-God, but I also think it’s cool.
Whether the opponent is Nalan Torai or Chairman Yoon Tae-joo, I think this person is doing his best for his broadcast.
“Director Kwak and Se-ryeong said it wasn’t a bad thing for us, so we just left it alone. No, in fact, they encouraged it. A little.”
While listening to Tae-ju hyung, I read the article on my phone.
Unlike Hong Young-pil, who was revealed to be a member, Vocal A is young and handsome and all.
I understand what Taeju hyung said.
When Youngpil’s brother’s identity was revealed, the Blue Porcelain fandom that was taking shape was on the verge of collapse.
I knew that too, so I hid my brothers’ identities… …but I can’t help but feel bitter.
“You’re doing something useless. What does face or age have to do with making music?”
“Why does it matter? After all, what we do is business.”
“Even if you don’t intend to call it art, can’t you just compete with music?”
“Of course. The selling price of a product changes depending on how much and how it is packaged. If you receive the same product and change the brand logo, you can charge a higher price. This is something that people can’t easily dismiss as vanity.”
When I glanced over, I saw Chairman Yoon Tae-joo of the Jaemin Group, who had been worn down by the hardships of life, looking at me.
“We haven’t all grown old, we’ve just drunk the poison of time. We’ve lost our innocence.”
“How about eating a little? If you have to eat anyway, eat properly. That way, those who are meant to be protected will protect themselves.”
“Protect me?”
“of course.”
Then he smiles again.
Why do you keep laughing?
I like Taeju hyung too, but the Taeju hyung of the past and the Taeju hyung of now are quite different.
The other hyungs have changed as well, but when you stick with them, it just feels like they’re the same hyungs.
But Taeju hyung… … seems to have gotten deeper… … and warmer.
I felt this way before too, but should I say that people were more angular now?
It’s not like I didn’t know about my hyungs. I heard that this hyung is really cold and sharp at work. That’s not true at all.
Rather, the past was more sharp.
The first day I met my brothers, I kicked out the member who was playing bass on the spot.
With that in mind, I was absentmindedly checking out a few other articles.
“There are a lot of articles about Youngpil hyung… … ?”
“Because it’s always the center of attention?”
“That’s true, but it feels a bit… … malicious. Is this?”
At my words, Tae-joo hyung sticks his head in and checks his phone.
“… … That’s right.”
Several dark histories have been reported in articles.
Youngpil, who has been trying to improve his image by singing fables, is mentioned in articles about his past, when he was treated as a third-rate entertainer and made a living by selling stories.
The intention is so clear that there is no effort to hide it.
Since when has Hong Young-pil been a musician? Hong Young-pil is a third-rate entertainer, that’s the intention.
Taejoo opened his mouth while holding his cell phone in his hand.
“don’t do it.”
“… … .”
“We are a ship on a voyage. There will be waves. Sometimes there will be storms. Will you set out every time?”
I glanced at Tae-joo hyung’s face… … .
I feel like I’ve seen a cross-section of why people evaluate Tae-joo hyung as a sharp person.
It’s not the warm Yoon Tae-joo who smiles when he sees me, but the cold Yoon Tae-joo.
I understand how Taejoo feels.
It’s been a while since we last met, so it must be hard to just watch him harass you.
He’s not a person without ability. No, it’s not that he doesn’t have any ability. He’s overflowing with it. In terms of martial arts novels, he’s someone who would be the grand master of a certain school.
So I can’t give you my cell phone.
If I give it back, I feel like I’ll just make a few phone calls and get rid of one or two of them.
“Youngpil hyung, don’t be shy.”
“… … .”
“I’m not embarrassed by that kind of Phil hyung either. On the contrary, I think he’s cool.”
“stylish……?”
I carefully placed Tae-joo’s cell phone on the table while Tae-joo quietly followed my words.
“Isn’t that obvious? I wasn’t ashamed of my father being a construction site carpenter, and I was proud of him. He worked so hard that his fingernails were blackened by sawdust to feed me. How can you be ashamed of that? Youngpil had a sister-in-law and a child named Daeyoon, so Youngpil became a third-rate entertainer. He was a husband and a father. For his family, he would even pick up dirt from the floor and eat it.”
“… … .”
“So, don’t think about erasing or embellishing Youngpil’s past. That’s just Hong Youngpil.”
Tae-ju hyung looks quite shocked at what I said.
Um… …Is this something that Tae-joo hyung, who was born with all these things, can’t understand?
however.
“Brother. The girl on your phone background. Is she your daughter? So… my niece?”
“Huh? Um… … . Isn’t it pretty? I’m your fan.”
I placed it on the table with the screen turned on.
I happened to see that the internet window was down… … .
“Why do I feel like I’ve seen you somewhere? Have you ever come to see me when I was elected?”
It looks strangely familiar.
* * *
After parting ways with Dong-ha, with whom I lost track of time when we were together, I returned home much earlier than usual.
“Mr. Chairman, we have arrived.”
“Um. Okay. Thanks.”
“yes.”
The knight opens the door.
When Yoon Tae-joo gets off, the door closes again.
It is a part of life that may be unfamiliar to others, but is very familiar to Yoon Tae-joo.
I think the house where the chairman of a conglomerate lives is different.
There were other things that were true and not much different.
To sum up.
“Are you here?”
A person who bows politely, then straightens again, extends his hand, and receives Yoon Tae-joo’s briefcase.
They were not family, but employees who did housework.
A person like this wouldn’t be found in an ordinary home.
“What about the kids?”
“My eldest son, my second son. Neither of them have come home from work yet. My daughter will be in the room on the second floor.”
Instead of using the anachronistic expression ‘housekeeper,’ we use the word ‘employee,’ but the work they do is not all that different.
Yoon Tae-joo put his fingers into the groove of the tie tightly wrapped around his neck.
The breath that had been suffocating for no reason is now relieved a little.
I walked into the kitchen and drank a glass of water with my own hands.
A cool stream of water ran down my neck and soothed my stomach.
What should I call this strange feeling I’ve had today?
‘family…….’
It’s not like Yoon Tae-joo never felt love for his family. Like any other family, he had a father and a mother.
-Get out. I don’t even want to see you, so get out now!
This was my father’s reaction when I told him I was doing music.
My father was authoritarian and oppressive, not much different from the fathers of South Korea at that time.
On the other hand, his mother loved Yoon Tae-joo very much.
-Taeju, it’s because your father is angry.
―… … Are you really leaving home?
-If you need money, contact me anytime.
-Do whatever you want at your age. Don’t worry, Mom.
My father was quite forceful, but when I looked up at him from his hospital bed after the accident, his eyes were bloodshot.
―… … I thought I should send my son away first, but I finally sighed. What a pathetic guy.
-Your father. Even though you said that, he cried all night.
therefore.
Even though my father was quite strict, I lived with my family as a family without any emotional abuse.
My daughter too.
Two sons too.
I did my best to love and raise him preciously.
Even now that they are all grown up, they do not fight among themselves like other conglomerate families.
Of course, there are rumors that the two sons are competing with each other, but it is only to the extent of being a friendly competition.
But is that love worth giving everything for?
Of course, I admit that there are parts that I don’t sympathize with because our starting points are different.
There has never been a situation where Yoon Tae-joo’s parents would risk everything for Yoon Tae-joo.
Yoon Tae-joo was never in a situation where he had to risk everything he had to protect his son or daughter.
‘Is that why…? …Is this stuffiness?’
“You came early today?”
From my wife’s quiet voice heard from behind me.
Yoon Tae-joo found out the reason why he felt suffocated.
“… … .”
Yoon Tae-joo looked at his wife Bae So-yeon with eyes as calm as his wife’s voice.
Then, Bae So-yeon opens her mouth, not hiding her resentful eyes, wondering why.
“Please say hello to Director Kwak.”
“… … .”
“Do you know why? Since you don’t ask why?”
She is wearing a shiny black slip, with her arms crossed.
For a moment, I wondered why I was wearing makeup at home.
I took a good look at my wife’s appearance, which was quite well-maintained considering her age.
Aside from thinking that it’s pretty, I don’t really have any thoughts about it.
It just feels like looking at a mineral.
‘I… …why did I get married?’
A loveless marriage.
However, his wife shows a secret obsession with him.
And yet, it doesn’t show any particular feelings like affection or love and hate. It has been wrapped around Yoon Tae-joo’s neck for the past 30 years.
That’s why my house is stuffy.
Whether it’s love or hate.
If not for that, if they had maintained at least the formality of a political marriage that was in line with the original purpose, it wouldn’t have been this frustrating.
Don’t go far away.
The wife remains around Yoon Tae-joo without even approaching him.
It’s not that I didn’t try to love.
But I feel like my throat is blocked.
maybe.
The woman named Bae So-yeon is a symbol of Yoon Tae-joo’s changed life after Lee Dong-ha’s accident.
So I guess it ended up being just an effort.
For a man who locked himself in prison and devoted himself solely to work, loving someone was a luxury of luxuries.
Yoon Tae-joo turned his head and loosened his tie.
“Stop attaching people to things. Director Kwak Moon-ki is not the type of person who has free time to waste energy on such things.”
“What did you do today?”
“… … .”
“Who did you meet?”
After taking a few steps at his wife’s words, Yoon Tae-joo stopped walking again.
“Why did you marry me?”
“… … What does that mean?”
“If Yoon Tae-joo had nothing, would you have met me?”
“…………I am…….”
Yoon Tae-joo answered first, leaving his wife struggling to speak.
“I wouldn’t have. I didn’t want you in the first place. The reason my father told me to meet you was not because of you, but because of my father-in-law.”
The children have grown up so much.
My daughter is a bit of a bother, but I think it might be better than showing the bleak relationship between the couple as it is now.
Before marriage, Yoon Tae-joo’s family was a fairly well-off conglomerate, but he raised it to one of the top companies through his own efforts, so he doesn’t really need to rely on his wife’s family.
Dong-ha came back there again.
Because it’s time to move towards our dreams again with our friends.
Yoon Tae-joo thought, “Isn’t it time to break free from this stuffiness?”