My House Has Become a Filming Set!

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༺ My House Has Become a Filming Set! – 26 ༻

 

  Lee Yeonwoo had no idea what he had been thinking when he signed here. Up until yesterday, he had been confident that he wouldn’t starve to death anywhere, but he had decided to throw that thought away completely.

 

  Originally, even the toxic clause that one could casually overlook could be problematic if looked into in detail.

 

  [‘In case items within the residence of ‘A’ are damaged or destroyed during filming, ‘B’ has the right not to pay the compensation costs.’]

 

  There were several strange clauses, but this one was in the top 3 annoying sentences.

 

  ‘What right? What right?’

 

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  For electronic products like washing machines, TVs, or refrigerators, it could easily cost hundreds to repair or replace.

 

  ‘This is a disgusting contract…!’

 

  Only the terms were A and B, but this was clearly a situation where Lee Yeonwoo was A.

 

  He quickly went out to the yard to find Han Taegu, but he had left the place, saying he had something to do, and had left it to the youngest PD.

 

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  Kang Do-jun sharply narrowed his eyes. Yes, now that he looked, he seemed to be not doing his job well.

 

  He was a famous PD, and he was Han Taegu, who had produced several hit works. He didn’t know why he had left, but the image of Han Taegu he experienced up close was running the worst of the worst.

 

  As the past schedule slowly passed by, there were not one or two things he had done casually, thinking ‘this much is nothing…’. Moreover, the difference became more pronounced after checking Lee Yeonwoo’s contract.

 

  He immediately requested a halt to filming and called Han Taegu.

 

  Hello?

 

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  “Where are you?”

 

  Ah, Do-jun, you say. I have something to see, so…

 

  “What is it?”

 

  Yes?

 

  Kang Do-jun took a beat to catch his breath and spoke. He was furious as if it had happened to him, even though he was not the victim. He clenched the paper in his hand with a crumpled force.

 

  “Yeonwoo’s contract. What is this? Who drafted this kind of contract? You, PD? Or the broadcasting station? Who is it?”

 

  … It was a contract that had already been signed, and even if the problem was raised now …

 

  “Did you get the naive child to sign it?”

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  Yeonwoo also approved it, and Yeonwoo already …

 

  “PD.”

 

  Kang Do-jun cut off his words and swallowed his anger. He spoke as if he was grinding his teeth, maintaining his rationality as much as possible.

 

  “This is fraud. First, I’ll find out through my agency’s legal team whether we can invalidate this contract, and if not, I’ll file a lawsuit myself.”

 

  Calm down, Do-jun. This is Yeonwoo’s problem; I don’t think it’s something DH Entertainment needs to get involved in. A civilian’s problem involving an entertainment company…

 

  “A civilian, you say? Hah…, so you did as you pleased because he’s a civilian?”

 

  It seems like there’s a misunderstanding. Calm down for a moment.

 

  “Misunderstanding or whatever.”

 

  A sudden laugh burst out of his incredulous heart.

 

  “If you don’t want this to blow up, come here immediately and revise the contract.”

 

  * * *

 

  “… What’s going on?”

 

  Lee Yeonwoo, who had returned from the apiary, sensed the chilly shooting atmosphere and asked Kang Do-jun. The cameras, which should have been recording, were all turned off, and Kang Do-jun was diligently writing something.

 

  Lee Yeonwoo looked at him with worried eyes.

 

  “Hyung, what’s going on?”

 

  Kang Do-jun tightly closed his mouth and looked up at the naughty puppy in front of him.

 

  “Ah, were you scared being alone? Come on, there are staff members here.”

 

  Lee Yeonwoo, on the contrary, proudly patted Kang Do-jun’s shoulder as if he had been fine on his own.

 

  It was a huge misconception that others would be scared just because he was scared himself.

 

  Yeonwoo never seemed hateful no matter what he did, but this time was different. That he had carelessly signed such a contract infuriated Kang Do-jun, and Yeonwoo seemed utterly calm, oblivious to his rage.

 

  And all that anger was directed at Han Taegu. How could he have lured such an innocent child into filming?

 

  “Yeonwoo.”

 

  “Yes, Hyung. What is it?”

 

  Kang Do-jun stared at Yeonwoo for a while without saying a word.

 

  ‘What on earth is taking him so long?’

 

  Yeonwoo became frustrated as well, watching Kang Do-jun’s serious face, his mouth twitching as he seemed about to say something.

 

  “What’s wrong? Is the PD bothering you? Should I go and scold him?”

 

  It was Yeonwoo who was wronged, not the PD… Kang Do-jun sighed and spoke.

 

  “You signed a contract when you agreed to appear here, right?”

 

  “I suppose so.”

 

  ‘I suppose so’… really, he was so unconcerned.

 

  “Did you know what it was about when you signed it?”

 

  Yeonwoo’s eyes rolled around in confusion. He had certainly signed it while drunk and only skimmed it, but he had later gone to Han Taegu to check the contract again and had also received the electronic contract by email.

 

  “Roughly.”

 

  At those words, Kang Do-jun’s eyes nearly popped out. In his worry, he unknowingly raised his voice.

 

  “What do you mean ‘roughly’ when you’re signing a contract!?”

 

  In the entertainment industry, these kinds of contracts were commonplace. Especially for newcomers, they would often include blatantly toxic clauses, and there were times when they would sign them knowing what they were but having no choice.

 

  Kang Do-jun had once been a newcomer himself. That’s why he found these matters more infuriating, and he was furious that Yeonwoo had signed such garbage.

 

  Unaware of the situation, Yeonwoo looked at him, wide-eyed and bewildered, as he flinched.

 

  Kang Do-jun handed him the paper he had been diligently crossing out and editing, filled with toxic clauses.

 

  “It was under the drawer in the living room.”

 

  Yeonwoo, reading the paper slowly, quickly realized it was a filming cooperation contract.

 

  It seemed to have somehow ended up under the drawer when he was lying down drunk in the living room. But he had already seen the electronic contract sent via email.

 

  He had noticed that the text was full of statements that could harm him, couched in strange terms, but what could he do? It had already happened.

 

  It was in the past, and he was responsible for it. At first, he regretted it, but he knew that dealing with it was his part.

 

  And Yeonwoo had managed it surprisingly well.

 

  Moreover, the production team hadn’t even come to his house to cause any significant trouble that he couldn’t handle.

 

  Yeonwoo had been spending his daily life in the peaceful countryside, not without a hint of boredom. In that sense, the visits from people in Seoul and the joy Kang Do-jun brought him were immense.

 

  “It’s fine. It’s already in the past, and they will leave soon anyway, so let’s just endure it for the time being, shall we?”

 

  “Endure what? Fuc… Are you a pushover?”

 

  Yeonwoo’s eyes widened even more. He had never imagined a curse would come from Kang Do-jun’s lips.

 

  Of course, there had been scenes in dramas or movies where he had to curse while acting, but for Yeonwoo, who was unfamiliar with broadcasting and internet media, it was a new shock.

 

  Considering his previously gentle nature, it seemed incredibly awkward, but with his dazzling and sharp features, it also seemed to fit him well.

 

  ‘So he does curse.’

 

  When Yeonwoo didn’t respond, Kang Do-jun seemed to feel he had gone too far, and his voice softened as he tried to reassure him.

 

  “Yeonwoo, I’m not scolding you. I’m just worried about you.”

 

  Yeonwoo looked at Kang Do-jun with curious eyes, keeping his mouth tightly shut. His concern was not excessive; everything he said made sense.

 

  However, the fact that someone he had only known for a mere seven days was pouring out his anger and concern over Yeonwoo’s problem made his heart feel fluffy. Having someone worry about him and even get angry on his behalf was a better experience than he had thought. At the same time, he felt that Kang Do-jun was on his side.

 

  The corners of his mouth went up in a smile before he could even grasp the situation.

 

  “It’s not something to laugh about.”

 

  Kang Do-jun scolded him again, but Yeonwoo was happy nonetheless. Trying somehow to hold back his laughter, his face became strangely contorted.

 

  Kang Do-jun seemed displeased with it, and he slightly furrowed his brows before grabbing Yeonwoo’s cheeks and stretching them out.

 

  “Ugh-eh.”

 

  “Aren’t you focusing?”

 

  “Ah-ha.”

 

  A strange noise escaped. No matter how much he tried to scold him, Yeonwoo’s dazed reaction made Kang Do-jun sigh in the end.

 

  Yeonwoo rubbed his reddened cheeks, feeling a stinging sensation, and glanced at Kang Do-jun. Then he sat down beside him, grabbed a pen, and said:

 

  “Thank you for worrying about me. But this is a contract. Can you just casually underline and edit it?”

 

  “It’s okay, since we’ll be making changes by mutual agreement. We will… agree, right?”

 

  Kang Do-jun looked at Yeonwoo with an anxious gaze, as if uncertain. Yeonwoo nodded his head vigorously, as if it was only natural.

  “Of course, if you tell me to do something, I have to do it. And I never liked PD Han Taegu from the beginning.”

 

  ‘He does whatever I tell him to?’

 

  What exactly was he to him? Indeed, Yeonwoo trusted people too much.

 

  “Hyung, what should we do about this part? Should we raise the amount? Just tell me.”

 

  …It felt like he had tamed an obedient puppy.

 

  Whether he knew Kang Do-jun’s thoughts or not, a joyful emotion emanated from Yeonwoo.

 

  He worries about me. He who worries about me is on my side. I am on his side too.

 

  Although it was a nonsensical three-part argument, Yeonwoo faithfully believed it and decided to act on his words.

 

  “What should we change this part to?”

 

  The way he looked at Kang Do-jun with pure and guileless black eyes and asked was just like a naughty puppy that indiscriminately clung to people, causing trouble.

 

  Kang Do-jun, who had always gently caressed Yeonwoo’s head, roughed up his hair a bit today. Yet the joyful smile didn’t disappear from his face.

 

  “Be selective about who you like. And don’t just sign any paper.”

 

  “Of course. I’m naturally cautious.”

 

  Not likely. Kang Do-jun looked at Yeonwoo with cold, unfeeling eyes.

 

  ‘If only he would follow me.’

 

  If this happened again, he would solve everything. No, he wouldn’t have allowed such a situation to happen in the first place.

 

  “Hyung, how does it look now that I’ve made these changes?”

 

  Forgetting whatever he had just been thinking, Kang Do-jun snapped back to reality at Yeonwoo’s question and checked the revised text.

 

  “Uh… yeah.”

 

  Unaware of Kang Do-jun’s concerns, Yeonwoo looked pleased with the corrections he had made. His audacious appearance annoyed Kang Do-jun, who once again stretched Yeonwoo’s cheeks.

 

  “Ouch!”

 

  “You little rascal.”

 

  * * *

 

  “Ha, I’ve checked it for now, but I have to get permission from the higher-ups as well.”

 

  “Which broadcasting company was it again?”

 

  “…Approval will likely be denied.”

 

  In response to Kang Do-jun’s thinly veiled threat, Han Taegu answered with a somewhat deflated voice.

 

  The broadcasting company airing the variety show 〈Country Occupation〉 was a rising star, so they needed to avoid controversy at all costs. Moreover, if it were revealed that they had defrauded an ordinary person, public sentiment would be shattered.

 

  Han Taegu, who had briefly planned to go to Seoul for some business, hurriedly returned upon receiving Kang Do-jun’s call.

 

  ‘I even took the expressway…’

 

  How had things come to this? Han Taegu, who was a textbook example of vacillation, couldn’t dare to confront Kang Do-jun and instead glared silently at Yeonwoo. The problem was that Yeonwoo was also a “force” to be reckoned with.

 

  “What?”

 

  Yeonwoo did not avoid Han Taegu’s eyes and glared back defiantly. To Kang Do-jun, even this looked endearing. After glancing at Han Taegu, he proudly patted Yeonwoo.

 

  Yeonwoo, who would normally have reacted indifferently to Kang Do-jun’s attitude, for some reason took pride in his praise. It wasn’t overtly noticeable, but Han Taegu, who always checked the video through a monitor, saw a clear difference.

 

  It looked as if it was not Kang Do-jun and Yeonwoo, but rather a master and his praised puppy wagging its tail.

 

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