Peninsula 2017: Is the system living in the past?

"What did she say?"

It only took about two minutes.

Unaware that her assistant was in the president's office, Park Ji-yeon explained the situation and then hung up the phone.

And looking at the assistant's slightly strange expression.

Kim Kwang-soo leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms.

"Ji-yeon said that Jiang Xingchen wants to meet with you to discuss a collaboration."

The assistant answered truthfully.

After he finished speaking, he quickly raised his eyelids to observe Kim Kwang-soo's expression.

The president, whose personality was unpredictable, looked somewhat surprised.

Then, a sinister smile appeared on his face.

"Want to meet me and discuss cooperation?"

"Inside..."

"This is the first time I've seen someone so blatantly poaching someone's partner," Kim Kwang-soo commented calmly.

"And the company president?"

I have time the day after tomorrow.

"clear."

The assistant responded, but didn't rush to take out her phone to notify Park Jiyeon. Instead, after confirming that Kim Kwang-soo had no other instructions, she bowed slightly and prepared to leave the president's office.

"There's no need to investigate that guy anymore for the next couple of days."

However, when he reached the door...

Then Kim Kwang-soo uttered a soft voice from behind.

Upon hearing this, the assistant immediately turned around and responded.

A few minutes later.

Sinsa-dong, tree-lined road, Cho Eun-kyung's design cottage.

Park Ji-yeon, who was sprawled on the sofa browsing shopping websites, noticed a message pop-up on the screen and immediately handed her phone to Jiang Xingchen.

"I've received a reply, the day after tomorrow afternoon."

"Okay, I understand."

Jiang Xingchen, who was suddenly confronted with something, leaned back slightly to see the content on the screen.

Assistant Gao: The president is available at 3 PM the day after tomorrow.

He had no problem with the schedule.

Seeing this, Park Jiyeon put her phone away and replied, "No problem."

Then, she adjusted her posture, resting her hands on the back of the sofa, her chin on her arm, and looked at Jiang Xingchen.

"Then I'll pick you up from Wangyuan Cave the day after tomorrow?"

"No need, I can go by myself."

"Are you planning to meet the president alone?"

"Wouldn't taking you, or any of you, along be provoking the elderly?"

Jiang Xingchen put down her pen, turned her head, and said earnestly with a slight smile on her lips.

Hearing his nickname for Kim Kwang-soo, Park Ji-yeon couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Sitting on the other side, Zhao Enjing and Park Hyomin also forced a smile.

"Don't say that out loud!"

After chuckling twice, Park Jiyeon's smile faded, and she gave a similarly serious instruction, then confirmed the arrangements for the day after tomorrow again, "Are you sure you don't need me to take you?"

"How do you think Kim Kwang-soo will view my current contact with you?"

"What do you think?"

"To assert my sovereignty over you."

"How about we rephrase it?"

Park Jiyeon's ears burned, but she quickly calmed down and whispered her suggestion.

To assert sovereignty.

Just that one sentence.

When she heard it, she subconsciously deleted a few words from her mind.

When I realized what was happening and added it back, I found that something still didn't seem quite right.

"Is there a problem?"

"To be honest, there's no problem."

"Then don't worry about such details."

Jiang Xingchen waved his hand and then gave a brief explanation.

It's not uncommon in the industry to privately contact artists whose contracts are about to expire and offer them a suitable price.

However, his actions were somewhat high-profile compared to others.

This is a rather difficult point to accept.

This is especially true for people who are narrow-minded and only care about their own interests.

If Park Jiyeon takes him to the meeting, and he gets a bad attitude, even if the money is on the table, the cooperation might not be possible.

This goes against his plans over the past few months.

"It's as if your coming to our door isn't a declaration of sovereignty."

Park Jiyeon muttered something.

Jiang Xingchen pretended not to hear this.

He picked up his pen again, ready to continue refining the concepts for the other outfits.

However, he stopped as soon as the pen touched the screen, and took out his phone to send a message to the Tiger in Sinsadong.

This came to mind on the spur of the moment.

Ahn Hee-yeon and her group are not like Park Ji-yeon and Park Hyo-min.

There is a system in place to provide logistical support.

Even a simple polka dot dress is the perfect size.

So this message is to confirm when it's convenient to take some data.

A reply came very quickly.

EXID's main task these past few days has been recording audio.

So it's available anytime.

"Eunkyung-ssi, when is it convenient for you? We need to meet with EXID and the others."

"Are you measuring data?"

"uh-huh..."

"Anytime is fine."

Both sides are available anytime, which makes things easier to arrange.

Jiang Xingchen nodded and then lowered her head to edit the message, arranging to meet at one o'clock in the afternoon.

After sending the message, he looked at Park Jiyeon again, "I can't take you with me this afternoon, understand?"

"Hey, are you treating me like a three-year-old?"

"Who told you to immediately say you wanted to come along as soon as you heard about what happened this morning?"

"It's because of Hyomin unnie."

"Understood!"

"snort..."

Park Jiyeon, who hadn't originally intended to do so, gave a soft snort and turned her head to the other side.

On the other side, Zhao Enjing looked up and glanced in their direction, a hint of a smile flashing in her eyes.

I find the relationship between these two quite interesting.

Maybe there will be a real opportunity in the future.

Thinking of this, she glanced at Park Hyomin sitting opposite her.

But then she saw that she had just turned her gaze away.

"Eunkyung unnie?"

"Ani, it's nothing..."

Zhao Enjing smiled and shook her head, then refocused her attention on the first plan in front of her, thinking about what kind of fabric would be suitable.

Seeing this, Park Hyo-min didn't ask any further questions, and put on her headphones to continue browsing the videos on her phone.

...

...

Inside the design cabin, the four people quietly went about their own business.

And in the recording studio of Banana Culture Entertainment located in Seongsu-dong.

EXID's four members are recording tracks for their new album, including the title track "DDD," according to the request of Shinsadong Tiger.

Enter the recording studio.

The usually approachable tiger from Sinsadong has become much more serious.

He would press the button in front of him every now and then and tell them through the microphone where to make the adjustment.

Word by word, sentence by sentence.

If it doesn't work the first time, try it again.

It was only after noticing the message from Jiang Xingchen that she paused for a few seconds.

"Even though I've gotten through all these years, I still feel terrified every time I see PDnim here!"

During the intermission, Ahn Hee-yeon, who had come out of the recording booth, saw him and gave him a frightened look.

Upon hearing this, the tiger from Xinshadong simply smiled.

Just like An Xiyan said, that's how we've gotten by all these years.

So this isn't the first or second time he's heard such things.

Just listen to it.

But he still gave a mischievous smile.

"Then I'll be even fiercer later!"

"Huh..."

Several people made sounds of disgust.

Just as I was about to protest, I saw him raise his phone.

"The designer will be coming over this afternoon to take your measurements."

"Although he probably scheduled the time later because he wanted you to have lunch at a normal time, please try to manage your time a little!"

"clear?"

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