Chapter 112 (1/2)

TM Chapter 112

Chapter 112: To Find a Path within a Fog (3)

TL: emptycube / ED: Isleidir

… What? What would fail?

I felt like I had taken a blow to the back of my head. I flailed in this shock for a few seconds before hastily regaining my senses.

Now was not the time to do this. Figuring out why Royal Family flopped was the most important thing to do right now. If I knew the reason, I could look for a way to change the future.

Tense, I waited for the woman’s voice. A second was terrifyingly long.

Say it. Right now. Quickly.

“The reason the drama flopped…”

That’s it!

Just as the woman opened her mouth and my ears were perked, my vision went dark again.

“Wow, Mr. Sunwoo! I think the impact of this will be quite large?”

Someone slapped my back.

My static-filled vision abruptly became clear. A blinding white light was beaming down on me. The employees around me were chatting noisily, and Im Seoyoung and LJ were reflected on the TV screen in front of me.

When I willed it, my hand rose. I had returned to the present.

What the heck? Was that really the end of the foresight? It ended like that?

“Why do you look so out of it?”

The female PR Team employee shoved her flushed face towards me and asked.

“Is it because netizens will cause a commotion? Uh, wait. Royal Family rose to fifth place in the real-time search rankings!”

People kept patting my shoulders and back as they talked, but I didn’t have the leisure to reply. I was completely absorbed in my thoughts about the future I had just seen. As I hadn’t been able to listen to it until the end, a question left my mind in a mess.

Why did Royal Family flop?

Just why?

I didn’t sleep a wink.

I carefully read Royal Family’s synopsis and script again. I meticulously checked all information regarding the drama, including Well-Made Production.

I still didn’t know why this project would flop.

If Royal Family was a stock, it would be the ‘blue-chippiest’ stock amongst blue-chip stocks. It was a project Well-Made Production, which produced a mountain of hit dramas and movies, worked hard on. Since the Chinese side was providing the capital, their production budget was so big that we would be filming overseas half the time.

It was also headed by a producer known for his direction and a famous writer.

The script’s polish couldn’t be better.

They were also putting tons of work into casting, especially for the main face of the drama, the male lead. Yoon Taekyung, a world star whose popularity reached the sky in China, was being mentioned a lot, and I heard that discussions were almost over and all they had to do was sign.

On top of all that, the drama was completely produced beforehand.

No matter how closely I examined things, there was no reason for it to flop.

Only one thing remained. Either too many cooks spoiled the broth because of hardcore fans like in Mermaid out of Water’s case or an unexpected incident occurred like how the writer and director had an extramarital affair like in Time Slip’s case.

If that was the case, then there wasn’t anything I could do unless I saw the future again.

However, there was no guarantee that my future foresight ability would help me at an opportune time. Hindsight was 20/20. d.a.m.n it, if I saw the future before we chose Royal Family, no, even if I saw it before we signed the contract…

I was going crazy. Really. What should I do?

I agonized over this while pulling my hair. How could I change the future?

While I was doing this, my name reached first-place on a portal site’s real-time search ranking.

Morning arrived, yet I hadn’t straightened anything out. It was time to go to work.

I quickly finished getting ready and took my phone. Messages were pouring in throughout the night because of yesterdays’ broadcast, and yet, it was still vibrating nonstop.

I didn’t have the leisure to go through all of them so I flipped through a few public contacts, but the contents were similar, asking me to contact them back because they would like an interview or discuss making an appearance on their show.

Many were about how the internet was in a commotion after yesterday’s broadcast.

I had completely forgotten about the broadcast because I was preoccupied with thoughts of the stupid hint from the future and Royal Family. After thinking that I will look over them again when I got to work, I put my phone in my pocket.

My odd day began when I met the woman living in the unit next to me. We had only greeted each other with nods before, yet she gave me weird glances before asking,

“Excuse me, I’m having a hard time because I haven’t gotten a job for the past few months, I’ll probably get one before summer, right?”

“Ah… Yes, I hope you get one soon.”

While I wondered where this question suddenly came from, I didn’t dwell on it long because of the chaos in my head and simply nodded, thinking, ‘I guess she’s really frustrated with job hunting.’

The next incident occurred when I entered a coffee shop so that I could down some caffeine and come to my senses. I was standing in line when I heard a woman and a man talking in front of me.

“Hmm, what should I drink? Oppa, what do you think’s tasty here?”

“How would I know that? Am I Chief Jung?”

I was shocked as I initially thought they were talking about me.

Thinking that it was one of the countless ‘Chief Jung’s in Korea, the two turned around after ordered. Our gazes met.

“Euaah, what a surprise!”

“Oh my G.o.d! What the heck? Speak of the devil.”

I was also freaked out.

Though I forgot to wear my gla.s.ses, I shouldn’t be at the point where I cause that sort of reaction. What ‘speak of the devil’? Don’t tell me the ‘Chief Jung’ they were talking about was me?

It wasn’t just them either. From the coffee shop employees to the customers sitting at tables, they were all looking at me. I kept hearing ‘Jung Sunwoo’ and ‘Chief Jung’ being mentioned in their murmurs.

Something was odd.

While there were people who recognized me, they were a minority with sharp eyes. On top of that, an even smaller minority amongst them actually acted familiar and struck a conversation with me even though I wasn’t a celebrity. Yet, it felt like the majority of people were going to come at me.

Was ‘Now, We’re’s influence this great?

“Uhhh, h.e.l.lo. Could I ask you something?”

I controlled my expression after hearing a woman talk to me with a face flushed with excitement.

“Ah, yes. What is it?”

“We’re going to get married this year. What month do you think would be best to hold the ceremony?”

“… Why would you ask me…?”

I was so dumbfounded that my concerns floated away.