Big Life

11 – Not alone (2) 11 – Not alone (2) "Contract?"
Minho looked at her with a puzzled look.
"Ha reconsidered, would you … … Have you established management? "
No. I do not have the qualities to do that. "
"But what … … ? "
"It is literally a contract with me."
Rika dropped it on the floor and rebuilt it.
He looked down at Rika, who walked elegantly toward the window, and he said.
"I would like to help Kang Minho's new work improve."
"Well, I'm really grateful. However, I am sorry that I am still busy with writing your work. … "
no
The reconstruction cuts the horses across the head.
"As I said, it's a contract. Instead of helping Kang Min-ho's writing get better, I also have the conditions I want. "
Condition Yiyo
"Do you know Lapbooks?"
"No, I have not heard of it."
"It 's just a new administration. There is only one work that is still in service. It's a contract with me to sign a contract with Rapport Books. "
Ah… Yeah.
Minho replied ambiguously with a frustrated face.
Numerous thoughts were piercing his head.
I wondered why he wanted to contract himself with Lapbuchs.
The fact that the new management is only one piece of work was also an element of instability. It was unbearable to give away a new work written by a company that has not been proven its sales ability.
The answer to that was that the rebuilding was without hesitation first.
"Lapbooks is a company I have a very respectful editor after I left the publishing house. I've been very helpful and I'm still getting it. In a nutshell, this would be a good thing for both Lafb Books and Kang Minho. "
"Alas, yes … … . Well? Well, then … … ?! "
Minho nodded and nodded.
"The only thing that works is … … The Breath? "
"Yes, that is correct."
The reconstruction replied with a smile.
Soon Minho opened her mouth so she could see it.
And exactly 3 seconds later. He nodded quickly like a madman.
"I will go. I'll sign up with Lapbooks. "
"You do not have to make a hasty decision. The terms of the contract are … … "
"No, it does not matter. I'm sure you'll be fine anyway. I am happy to have a side dish with the artist. "
Minho was heartbreaking, not fussy.
The fact that he signed a deal with 'The Breath' only raised his credibility toward Lapbuch to the limit.
Rebuilding added.
"You have a great ability. People are good too. You will not regret your contract. "
"No, of course. I believe everything. No, I do not even need to believe it. I will follow the author's instructions unconditionally. "
Ding Dong!
Then the doorbell of the porch rang.
"Oh, I think I have a meal."
Minho ran out and opened the door.
As expected, a delivery man with a canister was standing in front of the threshold.
"Do you have a jjangmyeonnyeong and you get a shot?"
Yes, that’s correct. 9,500 won? "
Minho's face hardened as she took out her wallet. I realized now that there was not a penny of cash.
He pulled out the check card and asked the delivery man.
"I'm sorry, can not I do this?"
"Please let me know in advance. I brought the card. "
"What the hell. I forgot that I do not have cash … … "
"You do not have a day or two. Give it to me when you give it to me later, or on the way out. "
The deliveryman spoke out to the people and took out the food and closed the canister again.
As soon as he was about to turn his back on his back, the reconstruction that had just come out was making money.
"Here is the money."
"Ah yes. Thank you. Here's the change. Bon appetite."
The cashier who received the money went out and the door closed.
Minho was embarrassed and did not know what to do and bowed to reconstruction.
"I'm so sorry…" I forgot to look for the money. I will be right there when my brother comes. "
"No way. Think of it as a down payment. "
Four
"You signed with me, too. Kang Minho is trying to make a down payment to the author of that champion. "
"Ah ha ha ha … … "
"Let 's take it quickly and eat it. Champon will be on fire soon. "
"Yes, the artist."
The two sat down at their desks and began to have lunch.
The reconstruction that was hungry sucked in the jellyfish like a vacuum cleaner. Minho, on the other hand, was playing with chopsticks slowly in an unpleasant expression.
"Hey, you're a rebuilder."
At one point Minho opened a nonsense mouth.
Reconstruction was eating all the jelly beans and wiping the mouth with tissue.
When I looked at Minho's chanpon bowl, I could not eat half of it.
Go ahead.
"I do not know if I can ask you this … … "
At the end of the hesitation, Minho asked the question.
"I understand that you want to help Drape Books. But why me … … So there are a lot of writers who write better than I do. Do you think I have a possibility? "
Rebuilding has identified the point of the question.
Minho is not confident right now. Instead of selling his own works, he is rather scared.
"There is a good chance."
The reconstruction responded with a glazed eye.
"I told you at the time of the writer's meeting, but I read up to six books of King Tae-myeong. Kang Minho writes well enough. I think you have a good basic prayer. Daman, Daman and Diu
Reconstruction blurred the end and the water purifier followed the water in the cup.
Minho, who waited in uneasy mind, continued his conversation.
"It is my judgment that the second half is weak. Suddenly the point of the story is disturbed. I was sorry I could not finish the shattering ending. "
Hum… Yes, it is a lot to be pointed out. I think so myself. "
"I think that you can make satisfactory results by supplementing that part. I will help you to do so. "
Four
Minho responded with the voice of the mokmen and bowed his head slightly.
The encouragement of reconstruction was making his heart shake. I have had so few people in my life who have given me such warm words to me as a writer.
"I was really lucky to have attended the writers' meeting."
Looking down at the cold champon, Minho said to himself. I was reminded of the scenery of the evening where the writer meeting was held.
It was a group of writers who attended the shame of being a ruined writer. It was because of the desire to hear the advice of many writers about the article and to write better articles with it.
I met rebuilding there where I was in a hurry.
The relationship with him has not ended, and it has continued to this moment. Minho was the luck of this year, which is almost over.
"I'll try really hard."
Minho leaned back toward the reconstruction with a determined expression.
His age is thirty-four this year. She was seven years younger than herself and bowed her head to a young reconstruction. It was his idea that age was not important in terms of learning.
"I saw that you sent me yesterday and I really felt that the class was different. I would like to learn a lot from you in the future. "
"It is burdensome if you float too much. So um … … I would like to see what the storyline will be like after the second volume. "
"Ah yes. I'll show you a story. Come over here. "
The reconstruction was meticulously read through the computer to the development of the "King of Earth". Then I pointed out the parts of the mind one by one.
Minho stared and listened ear to ear, and diligently knocked on the batter and made notes.
“……I think it would be better if you modify this roughly. I use it very well. I think you can write it like 1 book so that it does not deviate from other directions. "
"Wow, the artist says that, so confidence is priceless. I will go to work today and start writing immediately. "
"Work?"
"Alas, yes. I could not tell you that night at convenience store Alba. I have to earn living expenses. "
Minho smiled and scratched his cheek.
I can not live without doing anything because I do not have a profit right now.
Reconstruction reminded me of myself last year and responded with a faint smile.
"I had a convenience store until last year."
“……!” Minho looked at her eyes as if she could not believe it immediately.
"Are you sure? No, Ha, you have a lot of hits before the breath. "
"It all started this year. Until last year I was really in need. I was so tired that I could hardly use hot water for the gas boiler. "
"Alas, yes … … . I really did not know. "
Reconstruction turned to the monitor screen.
He put the novel plot of Minho floating on the screen in his pupil, he said.
"Kang Minho also can stop the convenience store. Use it with confidence. You'll be fine. "
B: Thank you so much. I will try to die. "
The reconstruction got up from the place and grabbed the outer coat.
Rika, sitting on the window sill and gazing quietly out of the window, noticed immediately and came down.
"Are you going?"
"I have to go back. Please send me two books as they are completed. "
The reconstruction carried Rica in her arms and headed to the front door.
Minho went ahead and opened the door.
"Do not come out."
"It's in front of you."
The reconstruction came to the car with the last greetings with Minho who came out of the dare.
Soon after the start, the car slowly moved away from the narrow alley.
Minho stood as if he were standing and was sending his car with his eyes. A young man came up behind his back and stood there.
"Who is it, brother?"
"Assi, be surprised. You told me not to appear behind your back? "
Minho wiped the surprised chest and threw a pinjar. I was a younger brother living in the same office.
"Who is it? Was there anyone who could show up in our office? "
"You are an artist."
"You? who
"If you tell me, you will just be scared and fall. It's a great artist. "
At Minho 's end, his brother broke into a fuss, and a snob.
"Hey, are you? How great is this artist? Do you think you've come to be a more breathtaking artist?
Hahaha
Minho grabbed her head and looked up at the sky and laughed.
The younger brother laughed and laughed at his heart as he thought he was laughing because he was funny.
The sky in Seoul has been clear for a long time.

**** "Winning too."
The back of the back came and Sun said the agent drove his eyes.
It was the ladies' room next to the Starbucks office.
SOMI, who had been fixing her hair carefully while watching the mirror, shook her body.
"Are you tied to your head? I was tied up all the time. Is there anyone who wants to be cute? "
"He is not like that. I just feel a little tired and try to change. "
Sommy responded to this surrogate in the mirror by matching her eyes.
The prosecutor laughed and laid his hands on Soni's nape.
"Look, I'll do it."
"Oh, thank you."
"I have to do this. I'm going to meet my favorite guy. "
"Really… … ! It's not like that, dear. "
-All right, all right. The reaction is simple and fun. "
This deputy laughed and made a sommelier 's head shape with a good hand. Then he opened his pocket and took out some cosmetics.
"Look at my side."
"Oh, no, it's okay. I do not like to cremate … … "
"I'll just knock it out lightly. Look at my side. "
Sommy reluctantly chucked his face to the agent.
This agency's fashion sense has long been recognized. The makeup technique was also different.
Why not? Look in the mirror. "
SOMI confirmed the face with a mirror and immediately shed his elasticity through the gap between his lips.
"Oh, it really is totally different. I do not have any tea. "
"I do not get any. Anyway, be good. "
This agent was saying the cosmetics to the road.
Sommy also reacted with a look that seemed to be crying because her cheeks were shaking.
"It keeps getting really weird because you keep saying that."
"No, you're supposed to be a good contract with Webtoon?"
Four
"Fuhuhu, really simple."
The agent took lightly to the shoulder of SOMI and walked out of the bathroom one foot first.
Sommy, who was left alone, took a closer look at himself through the mirror. I felt a little more pretty than usual.
As the next person to meet me came up to my head, my heart began to run the beans without any reason to explain why.

11 – Not Alone (2) End