CH 137

1st Year Max Level Manager chapter 137

- Volume 6 Episode 12

137. Gangnam Boutique Hotel 2

When we arrived at the Gangnam Bless Hotel, a boutique hotel known to be mainly used by stars, the desk staff and Kim Jong-hoon's manager, who came first, were raising their voices.

"Again, what's going on?"

Kim Jong-hoon's manager Park Sang-yong, who saw Chairman Lee Seo-joon entering the entrance, ran to him with a bewildered expression.

President!

"Why are you still at the desk? Who is Jonghoon?"

The manager answered with a puzzled expression.

"The desk staff don't tell us the lake."

what?

The desk staff endured that they could not tell us the number of the guests staying because of the protection of customer information.

Chairman Lee Seo-joon headed to the desk with an angry head.

welcome. Chairman Lee Seo-joon."

Even in the midst of that, the desk staff welcome you like a pro.

"Now that you know who I am, I won't have to say much. I'll have to tell you the room where our celebrities are bound right now. One o'clock is urgent."

Even at the request of Chairman Lee Seo-joon, the desk employee shook his head.

sorry. It is our policy that the room number cannot be given to guests who have not been designated by the guest in advance. No matter what you call the president...

"No, what kind of stuffy people are these?

All of this!"

Embarrassed, Seo-joon Lee is furious and angry.

I even completely forgot the existence of the documents prepared in advance.

President. Do you have any documents ready?"

Before coming here, the legal team hastily copied a copy of Kim Jong-hoon's contract, wondering if something like this could happen.

In the management contract, there is a clause that the celebrity affiliated to the company must notify the location whenever the company wants it, and it also entrusts the disclosure of personal information.

There is also a provision.

"Yeah, there it was!"

Chairman Lee Seo-joon took a copy of the contract from his pocket and handed it to the desk staff.

"Staff. Our legal team leader will be here soon. And our actor won't sue your hotel for giving out the room number. If you doubt my words, you can record it."

"Hold on, Chairman."

Appointment of a desk named Youngae Choi Check the provisions of this copy of this contract.

All right. Instead, we will keep this copy."

Employee Young-ae Choi left a copy of the contract with another employee and went out with the master key.

Come over here.

We followed the staff member Choi Young-ae and headed straight for the elevator.

* * *

ding.

With 20 minutes left, the elevator arrived on the VIP floor.

Employee Young-ae Choi came first, and we followed.

Click!

The moment the master key was inserted into the door of Room 701, the largest room at the end of the hallway, and the door opened.

The desk worker, startled in a hurry, covered his mouth with both hands and staggered back.

,'uh uh.

When Chairman Seo-joon Lee, surprised, pushed Young-ae Choi inside, a loud noise erupted.

"Jonghoon! Gee, what are you doing now?"

I hurriedly followed in the footsteps of Chairman Lee Seo-joon.

Jong-Hoon Kim was on the chair and was fiddling with the twisted nylon clothesline.

Surprised, Chairman Lee Seo-joon pushed Kim Jong-hoon.

thud.

Kim Jong-hoon, who missed the clothesline, fell to the floor.

Even so, Kim Jong-hoon didn't even moan.

With his eyes out of focus, he only had a puzzled expression on why everyone was here.

match!

Chairman Lee Seo-joon, who was lying on the floor, slapped Jong-hoon on the cheek.

"Hey, you bastard!"

When I saw Kim Jong-hoon, whom I cherished like a child, was about to die, I was crazy.

all.

I comforted Choi Young-ae, an employee who was shivering and trembling.

Director Lee Dong-min, who followed, hastily stopped Chairman Lee Seo-joon.

brother! calm down!

When Jong-hoon Kim's manager, who came in last, rushed in and used his strength, Chairman Lee Seo-joon, who was shaking Kim Jong-hoon's neck, also seemed to have lost his strength in his legs, so he collapsed on the spot.

Gosh~.

Kim Jong-hoon was silently staring at Chairman Lee Seo-joon's illness.

It's like a shell with a soul missing.

Kim Jong-hoon's manager shouts.

Hey! Jong-Hoon Kim. If you're wrong, what should the president and the family who live only for you do? And I!"

Don't you think about the pain of the rest of you? Kim Jong-hoon's manager shed tears.

It was then.

Kim Jong-hoon, who had collapsed on the floor and made no sound, unleashed what he had been holding back.

"Then what about me?"

what?

"What shall I do? It's hard! It's so hard that I can't even breathe!!"

dump!

When his heartbreaking suicide attempt failed, Kim Jong-hoon knelt down.

"Aww!"

Kim Jong-hoon's roar mixed with tears was strong enough to cause tinnitus in his ears.

Chairman Lee Seo-joon, who was captivated by the sound, crawled on his knees and Kim Jong-hoon

hugged him in his arms.

I'm sorry. Jong Hoon. sorry. I was all wrong."

Even if Chairman Lee Seo-joon repeatedly said he was infinitely sorry, Kim Jong-hoon did not stop crying.

Kim Jong-hoon's heart-simmering cry echoed through the room for a long time.

However, even the sound of a song from a family member's house cannot exceed three days.

Eventually, Jong-hoon Kim's voice, who was weary from crying, began to fade little by little.

* * *

Kim Jong-hoon wiped his tears and got up slowly.

I'm sorry . President.

He shook his head saying it was not Chairman Lee Seo-joon.

And he comforted Kim Jong-hoon by stroking his face with both hands.

no. no. I'm sorry. That's right, don't make up your mind now

not. that, yes Let's rest. Let's cancel all our schedules and go abroad for a while to rest. Huh?

Kim Jong-hoon sighed deeply and nodded his head.

" I see. I will do that."

It was past 6 pm while we cried and read for a long time.

After checking that the time when Jong-Hoon Kim died had passed, I secretly opened my diary.

[Everyday VI

[Date: June 10, 2020]

-AM 08:00 ; Delete schedule

(Deleted schedule: Gangnam Severance Hospital Funeral Hall. SJ Enter Bullet Leader Kim Jong-hoon is born.)

schedule has been deleted.

For now, I don't think you need to worry anymore.

However, the cause of Kim Jong-hoon's depression has not yet disappeared.

The cause of the depression that has tormented Kim Jong-hoon is that he does not achieve a high musical ideal.

Because of the sense of loss that comes from not being able to.

If Kim Jong-hoon, who had strong self-consciousness, was left alone, it was clear that this would happen again.

But fortunately, by my side, there are geniuses who can fill Kim Jong-hoon's sense of loss.

Bang Seon-woo, Jang Ye-bin, Kang Hana, and Park Seon-nyeo.

So I was convinced that if I let Kim Jong-hoon hang out with them, it would blow away the severe depression that gripped him.

In the meantime, stick with the manager all day

Chairman Lee Seo-joon, who gave the order to stay, came to me.

"Thank you. Deputy Jeong."

no. President.

no. What would have happened if you hadn't been a strong doctor... . Anyway, thanks to you."

Chairman Lee Seo-joon holds my hand and gives thanks again and again.

"Anyway, let's talk again when Jonghoon comes to his senses. Cover up a bit of today's work. How is it?"

do not worry. But the desk clerk must have been very surprised

You should be concerned. If anything goes on in that area today, things might get tiring."

"Don't worry about that."

It was when Chairman Lee Seo-joon, who nodded his head, was about to turn around.

President. Rather, our song is just

song?

"As soon as Jong-hoon comes to his senses, please let him know. Now is the time for positive motivation."

Chairman Lee Seo-joon shook his head in contemplation

nodded.

Kim Jong-hoon's phone was discharged, so I handed five sound files to Chairman Lee Seo-joon's phone.

"Did you receive it?"

Yes.

"Then we will go first."

"Thank you for today. Make sure you pay off this debt of mine."

After shaking hands with Chairman Lee Seo-joon, I headed to the underground parking lot with Director Lee Dong-min, who was waiting outside.

* * *

Director Lee Dong-min sighed as he wiped the cold sweat from the passenger seat.

"Whew. I'm glad you came here."

That's it."

"You really have some kind of divine spirit, don't you?"

Director Lee Dong-min couldn't help but admire

all.

"Is it possible?"

However, Director Lee Dong-min trembled and lit the torch.

Nope. Even if you have that ability, you may not know it. Let's go and buy a lottery ticket or something.

He said something new, and that's what he meant.

"When I arrived, I saw that if you turn right, there is a lottery shop. I'll give you money, so just buy one of yours and one of mine. If we win, we will give each other a car."

Come to think of it, for the first time since returning, I regret it.

It was me who wrote down the ratings in my diary and also wrote down information such as the nominee for the top spot on music shows.

But I don't know why I didn't write down one lottery number.

I, who regretted (?) for the first time because of Director Lee Dong-min, got out of the underground parking lot, bought a lottery ticket, and headed to the company.

But, before I even arrived at the company.

Chairman Lee Seo-joon received a phone call.

- Deputy Jeong. see you right now

Is there?

* * *

Music is the only drug permitted by law.

And for someone else, it can be a remedy to shed a handful of sad memories into tears.

But for Kim Jong-hoon, music has always been just pain.

I set high standards, and I blamed myself for not being able to get there.

In the end, that sense of self-doubt made Kim Jong-hoon's soul sick.

To the point of making him choose his own death.

However, on the way to the hospital, the moment I heard the music that Chairman Lee Seo-joon told me to calm my heart, everything changed.

-President. Let me meet the person who made this song right now!

Lee Seo-joon in the desperate wish of Kim Jong-hoon

The chairman was on the way to our company, not the hospital, by turning his car.

First, we arrived at the underground parking lot and parked the car.

Director Lee Dong-min leaned against the car and sighed deeply.

"Ehh. Anyway, what's his music...

"Has the manager ever said that he wanted to die?"

Director Lee Dong-min nodded his head.

of course. Any composer must have felt it."

"Sunwoo too?"

"Sunwoo is not in that category. It's just a genius songwriting machine. I have a fountain in my head that never dries up, and I don't want to die, let alone have time to scoop it up. Well, if I want to die because I can't bring out all the bad thoughts that come to my mind, I don't know."

"Well, if it were Seonwoo, it might be."

"Anyway, except for those monsters. Most composers live in pain. Jong-Hoon seems to be particularly serious about that."

Director Lee Dong-min said that he even

He laughed bitterly, saying he had even experienced it.

"Ah, hallucinations . I am going too far."

"Can't you believe it? From that day on, I can hear people criticizing me. Your song is worse than the rubbish rolling on the floor of the market bin. By the way, think of it as being heard 24 hours a day. Because I want to die."

Seeing the distorted expression on his face was no joke.

I couldn't say anything to the shocking story told by Director Lee Dong-min.

"I can only say this now.

Ugh. then . It's good that he's not dead.

"Fortunately, you made it through."

Director Lee Dong-min replied with a grin.

"As you know, I'm a little shy, aren't I? My family didn't help either, but strangely, meeting friends gave me strength."

friend.

It's not just about giving out good songs, it's about making friends who walk together.

That's what made Kim Jong-hoon perfect from depression.

I was convinced once again that it was a drug that would help me get rid of it.

That's the solution I was thinking of in the first place.

It was then.

Cheeky!

Chairman Lee Seo-joon's Maybach car entered the underground parking lot.

The moment the black Maybach stops, the back door opens.

At the same time, Kim Jong-hoon, who had a baby, ran out.

"Did you say it was Deputy Jeong? right now

Will I be able to meet the composer who made the song that he gave to me? It may be embarrassing for me to do this all of a sudden, but it is important to me!"

Kim Jong-hoon grabbed my arm and begged.

If you have an eye for recognizing songs, there's no way you can't know the value of the songs I've suggested.

Kim Jong-hoon's eyes seemed desperate, as if he had found a key to solving the sense of loss that had been consuming his soul for a long time.

"Oh, yes. Then follow me."

Chairman Lee Seo-joon hurriedly caught up, and Director Lee Dong-min blocked Chairman Lee Seo-joon.

"Where are you following? brother. Brother, go with me and have a cup of coffee over there."

Chairman Lee Seo-joon is furious.

Hey! Do you feel like drinking coffee now!"

"Oh, hey, old man! If possible, let's just let the ships of the same year talk to each other. So, how do you run the entertainment business because you are so ignorant?"

Director Lee Dong-min appointed Chairman Lee Seo-joon

He looks at me and squints his eyes.

It seems like you want to take responsibility and take care of Kim Jong-hoon.

The unfortunate thing is Chairman Lee Seo-joon, who eventually nodded.

now. Our company coffee is awesome. brother.

"Oh, don't pull me. I'll go. I'm going!"

After the two disappeared, I moved to the basement recording studio with Jong-Hoon Kim.

To eliminate all the causes of Kim Jong-hoon's remaining depression.

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