CH 117 (2/2)

Yes.

great. Once you hear it, you know if you don't like it, right?

Writer Lee Ji-yeon was sipping the coffee I brought and heard the plan.

”Are you strong?”

Yes. So please keep it secret

I will.”

OK. And if you need my help, feel free to contact me.”

When the situation calmed down, writer Sol-ip Kim tilted her head as she looked at Jeong Sang-bong next to me.

”By the way, I think I've seen this person a lot somewhere

”Taekwondo gold medalist Sangbong Sang.”

Oh right! Pot Craftsman! Oh, I'm sorry. I am a real fan!”

”Hmmmm. thank you.

Pottery craftsman.

It was the nickname of Jeong Sang-bong, who made K0 by taking off the opponent's headgear with a kick back.

Every time the national anthem is played after the regular broadcast, there is a scene where Jeong Sang-bong wins a hot KOI with a kick, so it is impossible for a Korean citizen to know.

Writer Lee Ji-yeon also intervened in the conversation, probably out of curiosity.

”But how did the medalist do all the managerial jobs? Is this a drama material?”

”That's it, so ”

Writer Lee Ji-yeon fell in love with the conversation with Jeong Sang-bong, and writer Kim Sol-ipb once again drank the coffee on the table and refreshed his taste buds.

”Ah, coffee is a bit bitter today.”

A bitterness is seen on the face of artist Sol-ip Kim, who licks his lips.

”I wanted to get used to the entertainment industry by following our writer, but I guess I still have a long way to go.”

Writer Lee Ji-yeon laughs.

”Is he already trying to match me?

To do that, take five 30% and come!”

However, even the bruised writer Lee Ji-yeon could not hide her proud feelings.

It was because his student was aiming for 20% of the work he had paid for.

”Anyway, do what you want, sir. There is no solution other than that.”

All right. Then I'll just go.”

I took the summit peak and stood up from my seat.

As I was about to leave the front door, writer Lee Ji-yeon grabbed me.

Oh. Dae-Ri Jeong. This time, while editing the script, I added one more shaman role. I put it in for Eugene, so tell me not to be surprised when I read the script.”

Another shaman that PD Kim Seong-woon talked about, 'Manshin Wol-ah', was made for Eugene.

What is this sound?

If there are two shamans instead of one, of course, doesn't the weight drop?

But we didn't have time to talk any more.

Tonight will be a long, long day

are you

Yes. Okay. I will check the script and see you as soon as this situation is over.”

Yes. This is a priority, so work hard.”

* * *

profit.

I stopped the car in front of the HS villa in Cheongdam-dong.

I took the present I had prepared and headed to the 4th floor of the shabby villa without an elevator.

Jeong Sang-bong, who was following him, made a puzzled expression.

”Master Jung. Why are you here?”

”You know Choi Ji-young, right? He was quite a flying star three years ago.”

”You know, the sound of the wind heroine.”

”He lives here.”

Yes? A top star like that lives in such a shabby building?”

Choi Ji-young divorced her husband, actress Jang Ji-cheol, and is now in a state of poverty.

As a heavenly entertainer, I did not know how to manage money and only acted, so I threw away all the money I had saved as alimony.

Stars, whose managers have taken care of everything since they were young, cannot even make simple contracts.

It's hard to even use the banking app, or to the point where it's hard to get on public transportation.

Choi Ji-young was also such a star.

Because of that, I lost everything now, and I was living in a townhouse villa like this, and I was running the job that came in from the cable occasionally.

”Originally, celebrities have no bottom when they fail. You will be surprised to learn how many obsolete actors live in Gosiwon.”

While we were talking, we arrived at Choi Ji-young's house.

I rang the doorbell of 402 Villa.

ding dong.

After a moment of silence, a voice was heard.

-Is it because the monthly rent is collected and paid off at one time in the next month? This is Choi Ji-young. Don't you know?

Her clear voice trembled softly.

Good to see you.

I spoke through the intercom.

Hello? Found it from Hoops Ent. Actress Choi Ji-young.”

- Hoopshoe Enter?

,,Yes.,,

- Come on, wait a minute!

Suddenly, the intercom went down.

And there was no response until a minute passed.

Jeong Sang-bong tilted his head.

”Shall we ring the bell again?”

”Wait calmly. I'll come with makeup on.

It was exactly 10 minutes later.

click.

When the door opens, the girl with makeup

Woo Choi Ji-young greeted us in a gorgeous evening dress.

”Ho ho ho. welcome. I haven't been able to come home for a while because I'm busy, so it's a bit cluttered.

Yes. actor. I understand.

I calmly responded to her words and headed into the house.

The table was clean, but the door was closed.

It seems that all the junk has been removed into that room.

Choi Ji-young smiled awkwardly as she fanned her hands.

Beads of sweat were forming on his forehead, but he pretended not to know and sat down in the living room.

”I should bring a drink, but as I said, I'm away from home.”

How can I say that I can't drink because I don't have money because of my pride as an actor?

I also matched her rhythm appropriately.

Fine. We brought a present, so you can eat it.”

As I sat down, I handed out the present I had prepared.

Oh? you're half dry How did you know I like this?”

Half dried red shii.

It was in the morning show before her return that she revealed what she loved so much.

filth filth.

Choi Ji-young's face shines brightly after taking a bite of half-dry poetry.

”I'm glad you got it right in your mouth. Sang-bong. And you should get some coffee.”

Oh. Yes.

This time, not coffee, but Dolce Latte, which I bought from a nearby Starbucks, served in a tumbler.

Choi Ji-young made a shocked expression.

Wow. Dolce Latte. It's been going well these days. right?”

”Actually, I couldn't eat it because it was expensive. Hahaha.

Choi Ji-young hides her mouth and smiles.

I think he was trying to hide what he almost said he couldn't even drink.

”Then why did you come to see me?”

Choi Ji-young asks with a slightly anticipatory expression.

But the moment I brought up the story, Choi Ji-young's voice became harsh.

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