Peninsula: It’s just a dream, are you serious?

Chapter 142 Joining JYP and a Chance Encounter

Two days later.

After resting at home for two days, Chen Yan stood in front of a building, looked up at the three letters "JYP" above, breathed a sigh of relief, and stepped into the building.

"Hello, my name is Chen Yan. I'm here to see President Park Jin-young. I've already made an appointment."

Yesterday he contacted his teacher, Kim Sung-hoon, who had already arranged everything for him.

The receptionist glanced at the reservation records: "Oh, okay, Chen Yanxi, please wait a moment. I need to contact the president's secretary first."

"Ok."

While the receptionist was on the phone, Chen Yan glanced around.

It's a bit shabby, not the bright and clean feeling I had imagined.

This seems somewhat inconsistent with the status of the three major entertainment companies in the peninsula.

At this moment, the receptionist ended the call and smiled at Chen Yan, saying, "Chen Yan, please take the elevator over there to the top floor. The president is in his office right now."

"OK, thanks."

Chen Yan followed the directions given by the receptionist to the elevator and pressed the button.

A few seconds later, the elevator arrived at the first floor.

I stepped into the elevator, pressed the button for the top floor, and the elevator doors were about to close.

Just then, an anxious voice suddenly rang out from outside: "Please wait a moment!"

Chen Yan quickly pressed the door open button.

The next second, two panting girls appeared in front of him.

One of the girls, with chubby cheeks, immediately bowed and thanked her, saying, "Thank you."

His Korean was spoken with a distinct accent, clearly indicating he wasn't a native of the Korean Peninsula.

After bowing in thanks, the girl tugged at her companion, who was panting and still staring blankly at Chen Yan, and whispered a reminder in her ear:

"Momo, hurry up and greet her."

Chen Yan raised an eyebrow at the fluent Japanese; so she was from Japan.

The intelligent-looking girl standing to the side realized what was happening after being reminded by her friend, and quickly bowed to Chen Yan.

Chen Yan smiled and returned the greeting, but quickly avoided looking at a certain well-developed part of the girl's body.

He couldn't speak Japanese and was worried that the two of them wouldn't understand his Korean, so he raised his hand to signal them to press the floor button.

"Oh, thank you."

The girl with chubby cheeks realized what was happening, thanked him, and stepped forward to press the button for the trainee floor.

As she pressed the button, she glanced at the floor Chen Yan was going to.

Is she going to see the company president?

The girl muttered something to herself and quickly retreated.

The elevator was quiet for a few seconds before opening again.

The girl, holding her friend's hand, bowed to Chen Yan again and then ran out quickly.

The elevator doors slowly closed, leaving behind two sentences of Japanese that Chen Yan couldn't understand.

"Sana, are we late?"

"Oh dear, running is the best thing to do!"

After a minor hiccup, the elevator doors reopened after reaching the top floor.

Chen Yan followed the signs to the president's office and explained his purpose to the secretary in the secretary's office outside the door.

The secretary got up, led Chen Yan to the door, and knocked.

"Enter."

"President, Chen Yanxi is here."

"Oh, let him in."

Chen Yanchao thanked his secretary politely and then went into the office.

In the office, a man with short hair and tanned skin was sitting at his desk.

"Hello, President Park, I am Chen Yan. This is my letter of recommendation and resume."

The man smiled and accepted the letter of recommendation and resume from Chen Yan. "Hello, Chen Yan-xi, please have a seat." Chen Yan thanked him politely and sat down opposite Park Jin-young, secretly observing the man before him.

This man is a legend in the Peninsula music scene; aside from his good looks, he's all talent.

With a kind smile on his face, Park Jin-young picked up Chen Yan's biography and said:
"Professor Jin and I are old acquaintances. He has mentioned you, Chen Yanxi, such an outstanding student to me many times."

Chen Yan answered modestly, his attitude neither humble nor arrogant.

Park Jin-young smiled again upon seeing this, and then began to carefully read Chen Yan's resume.

His eyes lit up when he saw the introduction about his collaboration with IU.

"So it turns out that the song IU released last month was composed by Chen Yanxi."

"Yes, I got the opportunity to collaborate with IU through a friend."

Park Jin-young nodded in satisfaction upon hearing this.

It seems that the young man in front of us not only has ability, but also has a certain network of connections.

He put down the resume in his hand, crossed his arms, and looked at Chen Yan.

Why did Chen Yanxi choose to come to JYP?

"I heard that JYP offers good benefits and has a great creative atmosphere because of the CEO. I also came here with the intention of learning from the CEO."

"Really."

Park Jin-young smiled and said, "Then welcome to JYP."

With Kim Sung-hoon's endorsement and the young man already showing some promise, JYP has no reason not to want such talent.

"Thank you, President."

Park Jin-young thought for a moment: "Does Chen Yanxi have any other works on hand right now?"

"There are some unfinished works. I wrote a song a while ago and submitted it to SM Entertainment, but we haven't received a reply yet."

"That's it."

Park Jin-young nodded thoughtfully. He naturally knew that SM Entertainment was preparing for Girls' Generation's next comeback.

He had no objection to Chen Yan's act of submitting the song.

Most entertainment companies in the peninsula do not restrict their musicians from submitting their work to external companies.

Each company has a limited number of groups, and the return time often varies by six months or a year, or even longer.

If company musicians were restricted to using their songs only with their own artists, a large number of musicians would have starved to death long ago.

After the interview, Park Jin-young picked up the phone and said a few words.

A few minutes later, a slightly overweight middle-aged man pushed open the door and walked in: "President-nim."

Park Jin-young nodded and introduced Chen Yan, "This is Director Kim from the company's music department. Chen Yan, just go with him, he will arrange everything."

Chen Yan agreed, stood up, greeted Director Jin, and then followed him out of the office.

The two took the elevator to the office floor of the company's music producer and composer.

Director Jin brought Chen Yan to the office and handed him a contract.

"This is the contract, Mr. Chen Yan, please take a look."

Chen Yan took the contract and carefully looked through it.

Although Kim Sung-hoon had arranged everything before coming, he was the one who was signing the contract, so he still had to take a look at it.

The other regulations were largely the same, but he focused on the benefits.

As a composer, Chen Yan is required to submit at least six songs to the company's music library each year (including those that have been used by JYP artists).

The song copyright belongs to Chen Yan, and the copyright fee revenue is split 70/30 between Chen Yan and the company, with Chen Yan receiving 70% and the company 30%.

After carefully reviewing the contract and confirming that there were no problems, Chen Yan signed it and handed one copy back to Director Jin.

"Okay, welcome Chen Yanxi to JYP. Just come to work on time tomorrow. I'll show you around the company environment first."

"Ok."

After completing his onboarding procedures, Chen Yan toured the company with Director Jin, learned about some of the company's specific rules, and then left the company.

My phone vibrated at that moment.

Nuna (whom I like): How did it go? Did you pass the interview?

(End of this chapter)