Peninsula 2017: Is the system living in the past?

"go..."

Inside the carriage, Ham Eun-jung poked Kang Sung-chen's arm with her hand.

The tiger in Xinshadong spoke quite loudly, so she heard clearly what it was about.

EXID's promotional activities in Japan have ended.

I've already returned to Seoul tonight, and tomorrow I'll be going to the recording studio to record this new album.

He thought that perhaps arranging for Jiang Xingchen to meet with the four members of EXID would help him refine his design concept.

However, when I think about the news about Ham Eun-jung these past two days...

I'm a little unsure if he has the time.

That's why I dialed the number and asked a question.

"Okay, let's meet tomorrow then. I'd also like to hear their thoughts on this album."

I noticed Ham Eun-jung's subtle movements and her silent lip movements.

Jiang Xingchen agreed without much hesitation.

"We'll be at the recording studio all day tomorrow, so the designer can come whenever he wants."

"Okay, I'll send a message to the producer in advance."

"No problem, then I won't bother you any longer. Let's talk again when we meet tomorrow."

"Producer, please wait a moment!"

Just as Tiger from Xinshadong and Jiang Xingchen confirmed the time to meet tomorrow and were about to hang up the phone, Jiang Xingchen suddenly interrupted.

He then took the phone away from his ear and turned on speakerphone.

He glanced at Ham Eun-jung.

"Eun-jung is right next to me right now. She'll say hello to you."

"Really?"

Hearing this, the tiger from Sinsadong was somewhat surprised, then let out a hearty laugh, "Eunjung, Annyeonghaseyo, long time no see!"

"Nee, ani ha saya yo".

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xingchen suddenly turned on the speakerphone and asked her to greet him. Ham Eun-jung was stunned for a second, but quickly responded, "It has been a long time since I've seen the producer-nim. How are you doing?"

"Not bad, thanks for your concern..."

The tiger in Xinshadong responded with a smile.

He has collaborated with T-ara many times and they are very familiar with each other.

However, due to work commitments over the past two years, we've rarely seen each other.

Hearing from Jiang Xingchen that she was also there, I was a little surprised, but mostly happy, so I chatted with her for a while longer.

During the conversation, they also mentioned the title track "What's My Name?" from their new album, which was released in June.

After many years, it has experienced a long period of decline.

With this song, they won first place on a music program once again.

At this point, Tiger from Xinshadong lavishly praised her.

"Very good, as expected of the chameleon of the music industry."

"That's right," Jiang Xing chimed in, "I think this title really suits them."

"If the producer and consultant keep praising me like this, I don't know how to continue!"

Although the entire T-ara was being praised, only Ham Eun-jung could hear it.

She raised her hand and gently fanned her face.

It's like trying to cool yourself down.

Her way of addressing Jiang Xingchen caught the attention of the tiger in the new sand cave, who asked her about it out of curiosity.

"My expenses have been too high lately, so I need to earn some money to help with household expenses!"

Jiang Xingchen casually made up an excuse, then seriously brought out the reason she had already thought of: "Through a friend's introduction, I heard that Zhiyan and the others needed someone to help with some miscellaneous tasks, so I took the initiative to go to them!"

"Designer, perhaps you could consider joining Banana Culture Entertainment."

After hearing what he said, the Sinsadong Tigers immediately extended an olive branch, "Although there is now a major shareholder, our autonomy in operation and investment is basically unrestricted, and we have plenty of funds."

"If you're interested, I think Representative Chen and the others would be very happy."

"No need for now. I prefer my current state, which is more free," Jiang Xingchen politely declined the invitation.

To be honest, he even wanted to offer some advice.

As a songwriter and producer, Shinsadong Tiger is absolutely top-notch.

But when it comes to running a company...

Their talent is a bit lacking.

It can be said that he lost almost all the money he had earned in the past for this company.

Stop, tiger.

[The outside is full of potholes.]

His refusal seemed to give the New Sand Cave Tiger a clue.

He tilted his head and thought for a while.

I didn't ask.

A few minutes later, the call ended.

The car had already arrived at the parking lot of Ham Eun-jung's apartment building.

"Starting tomorrow, you don't need to come anymore, remember that!"

As she was getting out of the car, Ham Eun-jung, whose hand was already on the door handle, turned back and gave him a word of advice.

Jiang Xingchen made an OK sign.

Then he gestured for her to go upstairs quickly.

"Alas, you've had a long day, go home and get some rest!"

At this moment, Ham Eun-jung stopped wasting words.

get off.

Bang! The door slams shut.

He turned around cleanly and decisively.

"Jung Kyu-jin-ssi, let's go back too!" Jiang Xingchen waved to her retreating figure and then said to Jung Kyu-jin.

The car slowly drove away.

However, just as the car was about to leave the underground parking lot...

From the shadows at the corner of the pillar, Ham Eun-jung stepped forward and walked out.

Watching the taillights disappear from sight.

Then he turned and walked towards the elevator lobby.

tata tao...

Late at night, in a quiet underground parking lot.

The footsteps were very clear.

...

...

"Jung Kyu-jin, could you please pick me up around 9:30 AM tomorrow?"

Another half hour passed.

Outside the rooftop tower in Itaewon-dong, Yongsan-gu.

Before getting out of the car, Jiang Xingchen arranged to meet Zheng Kuizhen the next day.

Although he no longer needed to go to the film set in Nanyangzhou, he had calculated the rental period as five days when he rented the car.

The money's already paid, it would be a waste not to use it.

Zheng Kuizhen, who had already let him make arrangements, naturally had no objections. After confirming the time again, he drove away.

As we drove away from this area, a question still lingered in my mind.

They're clearly so rich.

Why would someone choose to live in a place like this?

Weird.

[A wealthy person's, or perhaps an artist's, quirk?]

A description like this popped into my mind.

However, he quickly forgot about it.

After all, putting all that aside, Jiang Xingchen is an excellent employer.

The best kind.

Praise be to the Lord.

Praise to employer Jiang Xingchen!

"Ugh, system, what's the use of giving me something like this?"

As Zheng Kuizhen offered his sincere praise.

The person being praised is in the room, looking disdainfully at a pile of vintage sunglasses in front of them.

Brightly colored, with thick, borderless frames, and even Venetian blind glasses I'd never seen before.

Using "colorful" to describe it is almost a compliment.

It really is the trendiest style of 2007.

But it is now 2017.

An aesthetic disaster?

He rested his chin on his hand, seriously considering how to make use of these things.

On second thought.

I thought of Park Hyo-min.

The impression she gives everyone lately is that of a retro goddess.

Since that's the case...

"In the fashion world, ten years is considered outdated, twenty years is considered retro. As long as you play with the concept well, that's vintage!"

"They say aesthetics are cyclical!"

After thinking it through, he picked up his phone and dialed Park Hyo-min's number.

"Consultant Jiang, why are you calling me at this hour?"

"Hyomin, I have a bold idea!"

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