The number of words is a bit small, and there is something delayed in the afternoon~

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"He wants to sing OST to make his debut?SOLO?"

The spacious office has no lights, the light is dim, only the faint sky light penetrates the curtains, bringing in wisps of lighting, and the figure of Li Xiuman, who is facing away from the window, is reflected and rendered gloomy and majestic.

At least for Quan Baogen, at this time, the figure that could only see the silhouette due to the backlight made him feel pressured.

The cold sweat on his forehead kept coming out, and he didn't dare to wipe it, so he bent his waist and said in a low voice: "Yes, president!"

Then there was silence, Li Xiuman didn't speak again, and sat quietly behind the table with his hands on his shoulders, not knowing what he was thinking. The quiet atmosphere magnified the tension in Quan Baogen's heart, and he was nervous, nervous and regretful.

He didn't know why he was lost, Ahn Junhyuk was so bewitched, he also felt that this thing might be possible, and he actually forgot about Li Xiuman's tyrant-like character, and it wasn't until he was face to face now that he suddenly realized that he was really reckless.

Li Xiuman is easy to provoke, since the establishment of the company, more than ten years of ups and downs, how can any artist dare to make demands on him? If he is angered, whether he or Ahn Junhyuk, I am afraid that his future will be ruined, and he will never be able to turn over in this circle.

All kinds of sad thoughts appeared in his mind, but now that he is standing here, there is no way to regret it, Quan Baogen has to hold on, at least fighting is better than giving up halfway, if he retreats at this time, let alone others, he will look down on himself.

"From the day he joined the company, I said that you are responsible for him, and whether it is good or bad depends on your performance. ”

After waiting for a long time, Li Xiuman finally spoke, and the first sentence didn't seem to have anything to do with the current matter, but Quan Baogen dared to interrupt, he was busy listening, his heart was pounding, like a prisoner waiting for the verdict.

Behind the table, Li Xiuman glanced at him, his fingers lightly tapped on the table, and continued: "...... So, tell me, do you approve of his idea?"

"I ......" Quan Baogen lowered his head, the sweat on his forehead stabbed his eyes, Li Xiuman's tone was very calm, people couldn't detect what kind of emotions he was, but because of this, the pressure on people was also greater, because you don't know when he broke out, leaving you dead without a place to be buried.

After hesitating for a long time, under increasing pressure, Quan Baogen gritted his teeth, his heart was ruthless, he raised his head, and said in a dry voice: "President, I also agree with his idea!"

"Oh......"

Xu is finally made up his mind, although he still couldn't see Li Xiuman's joy and anger, Quan Baogen felt suddenly much more relaxed, and there was a kind of joy of jumping out of the cage.

He stopped talking, raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat stains on his head, and his violent heartbeat slowly calmed down as the words were spoken, and he stood in place, quietly waiting for the verdict of the person in front of him.

Is it tolerant allowing, or is it thunderous and furious opposition?

For him at this time, although he was still apprehensive, it was no longer important, and saying that word of support meant that the fate of him and Ahn Junhyuk was completely connected...... In other words, as early as the moment when he was in charge of Ahn Junhyuk, their fates were together, one was prosperous and the other was lost, as mentioned earlier, if he still retreated at this juncture, then he would look down on such an unprincipled and persistent person.

The dull air in the room echoed, and even the breathing of the two could be heard quietly, and after waiting for an unknown amount of time, Li Xiuman, who had not made a sound behind the table, slowly stood up, pressed his fingers on the edge of the table, and walked around with the leisurely pace of his body, stopping at the corner of the table, where there was a photo frame, and a somewhat old photo was sandwiched in it.

The picture is a small café with a beautiful coast in the background, and several young people are standing in front of the café door with their shoulders on their backs, smiling brightly at the camera. …,

The photos have been yellowed by the traces of time, and the original colors cannot be seen clearly, only the smiling faces are still clear and clear, jumping on the paper.

Running his fingers over the photo, Li Xiuman suddenly asked, "...... This is the picture we took when Hemingway first opened, right?"

It's not so much an inquiry, it's more a self-talk of reminiscence, looking at that photo, Kwon Bo-geun suddenly felt a sour eye, and he noticed something, nodded as if he was disguised, and said with a reluctant smile: "Yes, it was in 85 years, the president had just returned to China that year, and I had just graduated from university, and it was very difficult to find employment in the environment at that time, and I ran from Jeonbuk to Incheon to find a job in the president's Hemingway." ”

"85 years ......" Li Xiuman suddenly sighed, "...... Time flies so fast, I didn't expect you to be with me for nearly 20 years......"

I don't know if it is the young Li Xiu's satisfaction in the photo, or the relationship of light, when the sigh is spit out, Quan Baogen suddenly found that the years are really turbulent like a knife, whether he or Li Xiuman, have been carved wrinkles, step by step towards the afterglow of life, and then look back, the past is also like the yellowed surface of the photo, has been scraped off the original color, I don't know when it has all faded, like a thin love, suddenly has come to an end.

"You go down!" Li Xiuman commanded.

Kwon Bo Gen said goodbye in a trance, turned around and went out, the moment before the door closed behind him, a voice that had become indifferent again came from the office:

"Baogen, this is the last time!"

His hand holding the doorknob tightened slightly, although he already had a premonition, but when he heard this sentence, it still made his heart twitch.

His throat rolled a little, and he said astringently: "Brother Xie Lu Xie Xiuman......"

"Click!"

The door is closed tightly, completely separating the inside from the outside......

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An hour later, Ahn Jun-hyuk, who was waiting in Kwon Bo-gen's office, finally got the news he wanted, the company had agreed to let him sing OST songs to make his debut, of course, according to the agreement between the two parties, the company is only responsible for delivering his songs to the past, whether the crew over there chooses or not, the company will not spend a penny on public relations, and naturally it doesn't matter. In contrast, Ahn Joon-hyuk does not have to pay for the company's activities - that is, 50% of the remuneration for singing!

However, this last article was canceled by Ahn Junhyuk, and it is reasonable for the company to treat him with an indifferent attitude now, no agency likes artists who are too autonomous, if it weren't for the face of the right treasure root in Li Xiuman, so that the company passed the decision, I am afraid that he will be immediately refrigerated and used as a negative teaching material to warn others.

But such indifference is only temporary, as long as he can create profits and bring income to the company, then the previous things can be forgiven-

There are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests!

Therefore, there is no need for the last one, anyway, he is not short of money, and canceling it can just show his attitude and lay the foundation for reconciliation between the two sides in the future.

"Jun-hyuk, what song are you going to sing?" asked Kwon Bo-geun.

When he came back from Li Xiuman's office, he was depressed for a while, he cheered up again, he also figured it out, what should be gone can't be recovered, things have developed to this point, he wants to fight for himself and Ahn Junhyuk, he will inevitably have conflicts with the company and the president, no matter how depressed he is, he can't change the facts, as long as he can prove himself, then everything is easy to say, if he can't prove it, even if he has the president's affection to take care of it, what if he doesn't stay in the position of head for a few years?