Korean Hurricane Idol

Ever since he became a singer, An Junhyuk quit smoking and began to like tea. When he had a little spare time, he made a cup and put it aside, waiting for the tea leaves to gradually spread out in the boiling water, and waiting for the soup to slowly become Lush green, wait for it to cool down to the temperature of the mouth, then take a sip, the slight sweetness after the bitterness stimulates the taste buds.

For him, this is a rare little enjoyment.

The same is true when reading the book "My Name is Kim Sam-soon". The whole room is very quiet, except for the occasional slight rubbing sound of pages being turned and the rustling of tea soup.

Time passed, and after an unknown amount of time, the cell phone rang suddenly.

An Junhyuk, who was disturbed, looked up. On the sofa on the other side of the room, Quan Baogen, who was not too interested in romance novels, was so startled by the sound of the bell that he was about to fall asleep that he almost fell to the ground.With a somewhat embarrassed smile, Quan Baogen wiped his face, picked up the phone, and tried to lower his voice: "Hello?"

But at the next moment, the voice suddenly rose again: "What?"

An Junhe looked suspiciously. Recently, his ass has determined his head, and he has gradually learned to pretend to be a sophisticated Quan Baogen. At this moment, he looked surprised, and he saw An Junhe's puzzled expression from the corner of his eyes. He hurried over and pressed the loudspeaker button , put the phone on the desk.

With a slight telecommunication noise, a deep voice was explaining: "...I'm really sorry, but An Junhe was injured. This was not included in the contract we negotiated at the beginning. The company's new product is about to go offline, so we will Waiting for the new commercial film to be released, and I can’t explain it to the delay. I’m so sorry, Mr. Quan, it’s a pity that we can’t continue to cooperate..."

Before the man finished speaking, Quan Baogen hurriedly interrupted him: "Didn't it be agreed the day before yesterday? You also agreed to postpone it for half a month. Why is the new product suddenly going offline?"

"...I'm sorry! Beep—"

"Hello! Hey...hey!" Quan Baogen grabbed the phone and was about to call back when the ringtone suddenly rang again.

On the caller ID, it indicated a completely different number from the one just now. He stared blankly at the number jumping on the screen, resisting the premonition of uneasiness in his heart, and connected:

"Mr. Quan Baogen, the company officially informs you that in view of Mr. An Junhyuk's current injury and cannot return to work in a short period of time, the company has decided to terminate the advertising contract with him with great regret. We hope that we can have the opportunity to cooperate next time..."

"But……"

"Sorry! Beep—"

"Jingle Bell--"

"Mr. Quan Baogen, hello, sorry to bother you. Although I feel a little sorry, I still want to inform you..."

"Jingle Bell--"

"........."

Repeatedly answering the phone six times in a row, every time he answered one, Quan Baogen felt that his fingers became a little heavier, until the sixth answer, he suddenly put down the phone, and put his heavy body on the desk with one hand, his body almost collapsed. Limp down, with a dazed expression.

It's inexplicable, I don't know what's going on, these days, the biggest advertising endorsement contracts he took over for An Junhyuk, in just a few minutes, almost all of them called and verbally terminated the contracts.

Obviously, on the day An Junhyuk was injured, I called one by one to explain, and hoped that they would agree very readily when they had a grace period, why did they suddenly change their minds?

He didn't understand, he didn't understand, things happened so fast, and before he even turned a corner in his chaotic mind, nearly 20 billion won disappeared in a few phone calls.This is the most successful business negotiation that An Junhyuk has led since his debut. Many days of hard work, many days of longing for the future, it just disappeared in the blink of an eye?

Quan Baogen felt that his chest was so painful that he was about to explode.

20 billion won...Even if he only draws one-tenth of it, he still has about 15 US dollars. This would have been the biggest gain from the company's artists in the past two years since the company lost its myth. a profit.

But now it's all gone.

Panting in panic for a moment, Quan Baogen looked at An Junhe, who had been staring at the phone, not knowing what was on his mind, he murmured, and said panickedly: "Junhe...what the hell is going on here?"

"..." An Junhe remained silent, only the hand holding the book subconsciously rubbed the cover softly, indicating that he was thinking.

Quan Baogen waited anxiously. Fortunately, it didn't take long. An Junhe put down the book in his hand and asked, "Is there anyone you are close to in the companies that terminated the contract?"

"Uh... no, no..."

"So besides these companies? Are there any big orders for me?"

Quan Baogen was stunned for a moment. He was so shocked suddenly that his thinking was confused. How could he remember it? The endorsement fee of a men's clothing brand is 2 million won...the other party did not call."

"You call and ask them, is there someone who approached them today and wants to win their endorsement contract?"

Hearing this, Quan Baogen, who was about to dial the number according to his instruction, paused with a surprised expression: "Jun Hyuk, what do you mean, someone is blocking us?"

"Oh, other than this, I can't think of any other possibility." An Junhe smiled half-smile, "Everything we had talked about suddenly changed. Doing business is not a child's play. If you replace me as the spokesperson, even if they use I was injured as an excuse, not to pay liquidated damages, and it’s not without cost. At least they originally planned the commercial film shooting plan based on my image, they need to completely overthrow it... No one interferes, you think those companies are full ?”

The more he listened to him, the more ugly Quan Baogen's face became, and he didn't bother to ask any more questions. He dialed the contact number written in the memorandum, and as soon as he got through to ask, the person in charge over there really replied: "...that's good. Yes, there is such a thing, but the company did not agree after research, the other party's personal image is not suitable for our new men's clothing style, and we have signed a contract with Mr. Your reputation is more important than anything else, and we don’t do things like breaking the contract..."

No matter how sincere or false the other party's words were, at least they did not intend to break the contract. Quan Baogen was already very grateful for keeping the order, so naturally a thank you came on the phone.

There is no need to ask who the blocker is, even if you ask, they will not answer. It is the obligation of the company as a partner to tell him the facts, but this obligation does not include revealing the identity of the blocker. After all, the blocker In the future, they may also become their cooperation partners, so there is no need to offend them to the end.

It's just that the person in charge on the other side of the phone didn't seem to care much about this. Before hanging up the phone, Ruo reminded him meaningfully: "Mr. Quan, I hope that you and your company can solve the problem that is entangled with Mr. An Junhe as soon as possible." Feng Bao, what we value is his healthy, mature, and thick image, not those messy rumors."

There are many things that don't need to be pointed out, just this one sentence, Quan Baogen suddenly came to his senses.

After hanging up the phone, he immediately punched the desk and gritted his teeth:

"rain... jyp!"

He should have thought that the only person who could do such a thing is JYP, who is currently in an increasingly fierce conflict with An Junhe and S.M. However, he never expected that the other party's revenge would be so fierce and extreme—everyone There are unspoken rules in the industry that are not included in the explicit text. One of the unspoken rules of brokerage companies is not to intervene in the negotiated contract. .

But now jyp is obviously disregarding the consequences. According to what the person in charge said before, in order to stop the contract, jyp may have given up some of the benefits. Such a pure and naked vicious competition is simply crazy .

"This damn Pu Heizi!" Quan Baogen murmured and cursed, while pacing back and forth impatiently, thinking hard about how to redeem him.However, An Junhe, who is the person involved, didn't take this matter to heart. Seeing his anxious appearance, he said half joking and half comforting: "It's just some endorsements. If you lose it, you lose it. Anyway, I'm worth a lot." It is rising, and there will be opportunities to scrape it back in the future.”

Quan Baogen stared at him blankly, unable to understand his calmness.

How did he know that An Junhe didn't care about those endorsement fees at all, and his popularity rose by one point every day, although those endorsements were short-term, but the price was really not even qualified for him to give him a glance. Now is not the time to fight the company, and he is too lazy to agree to take them.

Being snatched away was just what he wanted, and it was convenient for him to rest for a while.

And what he didn't tell Quan Baogen was that jyp's attack this time might just be a demonstration. Only then will they reveal their true purpose.

He has long been proficient at playing similar methods, and he can see clearly at a glance.

Sure enough, in the evening, the news that many companies had terminated the endorsement contracts with An Junhyuk at the same time spread, and when there was a lot of discussion on the Internet, a person who hadn't contacted for a long time called An Junhyuk.

An Junhyuk, who was still leisurely reading the book and reading the script, seemed to have nothing to do, the moment he saw the name flashing on the phone screen, he immediately picked it up respectfully: "Hello, Teacher Qingxi .”

It was Lee Kyung Hee who called, and An Jun Hyuk respected this teacher who had always stood up for him and firmly supported him even when everyone doubted him.But because he failed to ease the relationship with Rain last time, Li Qingxi was always worried and felt ashamed to face him. Even if he found a chance to call and greet him later, he would probably not answer it. , It has been more than 2 months.

The sudden contact this time is obviously related to the matter between him and Rain.

"Jun Hyuk..." After he greeted, after a pause, Li Qingxi said hesitantly, "What's the matter with you and Zhixun? In the past two days, there has been a lot of news about your disagreement. What misunderstanding?"

An Junhyuk said with a smile: "It was a little misunderstanding. Senior Ji Hoon was injured. President Park Zhenying suspected that my fans did it. His words were a bit fierce. My agency was dissatisfied with his attitude, so the words were a little tougher. Actually There is no conflict, it's all misunderstandings and misunderstandings, which makes the relationship a little tense, so don't worry."

"That's it... I'll just say it!" Li Qingxi smiled with relief, "I brought you two children to debut, and you are well-behaved and sensible. How could there be such a big conflict, and you beat and killed It’s all spread. Last time Zhixun didn’t agree to your invitation to dinner. I scolded him a few times later, and he knew he was wrong. No, this time he took the initiative to contact me, wanting to meet with you, and explain the misunderstanding. Come on, you are both good boys, and the age difference is not too big, so you can be good friends!"

To this teacher's wishful thinking, An Junhyuk smiled wryly, but he would not expose the so-called misunderstanding in front of her, so he promised repeatedly that he would meet with Rain and have a good chat.

He got the meeting place from her mouth, and asked some questions about his health recently with concern, and when he pulled the line over there, An Junhe shook his head and laughed.

On jyp's side, he really used the remaining methods he played, but probably because of the relationship with the regular company, there is still a little room for negotiation... Although in his opinion, this is really unnecessary, but it's good to meet each other, since After the KBS Drama Awards last year, he and Rain have never met face to face. For Lee Kyung Hee's sake, and he also wants to find out about JYP's plan, let's meet as soon as we meet!

After tidying up a bit, he called Yuan Cheng, and An Jun Hyuk left the company.

……

The meeting place was at a Mister Donuts near jyp. In fact, it was not far from the S·M company. It took more than ten minutes to walk to the end of the street, and it was just around the corner downhill.

An Junhyuk has been there many times. When he first entered S.M and became a trainee, he would pass by the store in the car where he lived. I don’t know how many mornings he bought a few donuts there as a day’s practice break. Energy snacks. <Cold and colds frequently occur, but it is convenient for him to wear a mask and sunglasses, so that he can blend in the crowd without being obtrusive. Yuan Cheng, who is also walking, follows him closely. The evening traffic is rushing back and forth, and the burning clouds are hanging in the distant sky behind him. The setting sun The afterglow smudged them even more brilliantly, and cast orange-red light onto the busy road.

When I arrived at Mister Donuts, neon lights were already lit up in the place where the afterglow could not shine. The business in the store was very hot. There were many schools nearby. It was also the peak time after school. Children outside were screaming and playing, and occasionally three or two junior high school students came from the west side of this small street together, apparently they were little fans who had stayed at jyp in the west side after school.

Holding a child who almost hit him, and under the watchful eyes of the child's mother, Ahn Joon-hyuk, who was rubbing his hair, smiled and walked into the store.

The store was almost full, and when you glanced around, you immediately found the same mask and sunglasses in the corner. Rain, who was very well-dressed but looked suspicious in the store, waved to him with a smile, and motioned to Yuan Cheng Ordering a cup of coffee for himself, An Junhyuk came to Rain and bowed slightly: "Hi, senior!"

No matter what kind of thoughts he has in his heart, he will always do enough etiquette.

Rain, whose eyes were hidden behind the sunglasses, looked at him for a moment, then turned his head and motioned him to sit down.

"When I first met you, I never thought that one day we would sit together."

After An Junhyuk sat down, Rain, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said: "A few months ago, you wanted to reconcile with me through Teacher Li Qingxi, do you know what my first feeling was?"

An Junhyuk, who took off his mask, took out a wet towel to wipe his hands, and looked at him lightly. He didn't answer, and there was no need to answer. Rain sneered: "I was thinking, this guy is joking? He is a newcomer who just debuted. Who has the right to offer me reconciliation in the first place? Instead of apologizing, or making amends? It's ridiculous! But I must admit that I was wrong at the time and underestimated the speed of your growth. I didn't expect that you had grown to The fact that you are qualified to meet me face to face, and what surprised me even more is your fans, is really crazy..."

Sighing, he took off his sunglasses abruptly, revealing dark eye circles and a scar on his forehead!

He moved his head closer, his bloodshot eyes stared at An Junhe closely, his dark pupils were like dark clouds overwhelming the city, his fingers were tense, and he pointed at the scar on his forehead, saying every word: "You know , how many stitches are there?"

"Do you know that I was almost disfigured?"

"Do you know that this wound is only 1 centimeter from the eye?"

"Do you know, my fucking life was almost ruined!"

Questions burst out from his low voice, filled with the great panic and anger that remained, the anger was almost burning in his eyes, and the terrifying flames swallowed An Junhe's figure reflected in his eyes.

An Junhe looked at his ferocious face, expressionless.

"Hand her over!" Panting for a moment, Rain hid his anger, tilted his head, and said in a cold voice, "I know that the girl who took the photo is the one who planned to attack me! As long as you hand her over, I will let her go." You, all the contracts will be returned to you, and even more endorsement compensation will be given to you. Samsung, SK, LG, Pepsi... I can cooperate with you for the endorsements that other people dream of, as long as...you hand her over! "

His voice is deep and hoarse, full of irresistible temptations. Those endorsements, if you take any one out, are more than one billion, billions, and they are the result of his years of hard work. Which artist can give up such close and easy benefits.

He raised his head slightly, looked at An Junhe, waiting for the reaction he wanted to see.

In the silence, the waiter brought An Junhe's hand-ground black coffee. The temperature was just right. An Junhe picked it up and took a sip. It was different from the rich nai flavor of instant coffee with a lot of additives. It was very bitter, which made him a little unaccustomed to it.

Feeling the bitterness in his mouth that was about to explode, An Junhe pursed his lips and showed a smile:

"Sorry, I don't understand what you're saying!"

Ziz!

The neon lights jumping and flashing above the head changed the rhythm again. After a moment of darkness, in a subtle trance, Rain, who didn't wait for the answer he wanted, looked as if he had been slapped by someone, his face turned blue.

He looked at An Junhe coldly, the veins on his forehead were bouncing, and his heavy breathing could almost be heard clearly.The noisy voices of talking and laughing around seemed to be pulled to a very distant space by some inexplicable coldness, and when they reached here, there was only a faint whirling and floating.

"Very good! You... very good!"

Taking another deep look at An Junhyuk, Rain got up and left!

Watching his back gradually go away, An Junhe sat until he slowly drank a cup of coffee, then shrugged his shoulders, and Yuan Cheng, who noticed that he was going to leave not far away, approached with a smile: "This guy is very domineering." Ah, isn't it?"

Yuan Cheng hooked the corners of his mouth stiffly, noncommittal.

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exhausted...

Again, the novel is just a novel, please don’t compare it with reality. In fact, I don’t hate anyone, even if I’m upset, I won’t deliberately blacken it. It’s just a plot arrangement and has nothing to do with reality or my personal preferences~

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