DASH Novel Chapter 84

"Inyop-seongba...?" Still unsure whether he was familiar or not, Jihon blurted out involuntarily.

"Hey, what the... Jung Jihong! Inyop exclaid happily, smiling. Then, without asking how he was doing, he imdiately asked: "Why are you here?"

"Why?" I work in this company. Jihon replied, closing the door behind him.

Shaking off the ashes, Inyop rounded his eyes in surprise: "What? For real? Are you an employee of Spoin?

— Yes.

Jiheon was about to ask what brought him here, when suddenly the puzzle ca together: once upon a ti, Inyop had sent his resu to a TV company.

"Seongbae, did you happen to co to Kwon Jaekyung about an entertainnt show?"

— Yes, that's right. Do you know "Together with the enemy"?

— Are you the producer of this show?

When Jihong looked at him dumbfounded, Inyop, with a note of resentnt, showered him with indignation: "Well, you give. You didn't know that either? You're not interested in your songbae at all.

What is there? If after graduation they have never communicated? In addition, they studied in different courses. Inyop was his teammate. Moreover, he is two years older, and if the guy had graduated on ti, they would not have crossed paths at all.

But due to the fact that he was constantly walking, making films and doing everything except studying, he was delayed for two years. However, despite his sloppiness, the fact that Inyop had already managed to lead the main entertainnt show spoke of his outstanding abilities. Discussing how unexpected twists of fate can be, Jihon took out a cigarette: "And I'll smoke if you don't mind.

Inyop chuckled, "Hey, this is your company, why would you ask?" And when you needed soone's approval at all.

"Indeed." Smiling, Jihong held the lighter to his cigarette and said, "By the way, I thought only the writers would co today.

"For such important people, they alone will not be enough.

Although, judging by his appearance, I can't say that he ca to the negotiations.

At this point, Inyop, as if rembering sothing, exclaid, "Wait, how do you know that I ca here because of Kwon Jaekyung?"

"Ah, I'm in his exclusive team now.

"Really?" Oh, my. Did you specifically choose to work with him because he's a swimr?

— Well, you can say so. Jihon replied evasively.

"Wow!" It can't be! What a story! Inyop did not calm down, when suddenly his eyes lit up, portending sothing wrong.

"Listen, what exactly do you do?" Since you work with Jaekyung, then you're his manager, aren't you? He inquired with undisguised excitent and hope.

"Well... I mainly communicate with advertising agencies, draw up contracts," Jihon hastened to clarify, drawing a line.

Inyop, hearing sothing completely different from what he expected, exhaled in disappointnt: "Oh, it's a pity...

Jihong didn't ask any questions. And without them, it is clear that nothing good will co of it. However, Inyop did not plan to give in: "Do you want to star in our show with Jaekyung?"

"I don't want to," Jihon snapped.

It was clear from Inyop's face that he had assud sothing like this, but as if he had not ignored everything, he began to persuade: "Don't refuse right away. We don't necessarily need a manager. We have marketers, directors of small agencies, and executive directors...

Inyop continued to throw around details that Jihong did not even think to find out.

"Kwon Jaekyung and I are not that close," Jihong stamred, tossing a half-smoked cigarette into the ashtray. "I'm sorry, but I've got to go."

And then he literally flew out of the smoking room, but, as luck would have it, it was at this mont that the elevator arrived on the fourth floor. With a sinking heart, Jihong watched the doors open.

A familiar figure appeared.

Although his face was hidden under a carelessly pulled hood, it was not difficult to guess who was standing in front of him from his height and physique.

It seed that Jaekyung felt the gaze on him and suddenly raised his head. The usually unflappable and even cold guy instantly softened as soon as he saw Jihon.

On another occasion, Jihong would have been embarrassed, "Does he really like

that much?