Returner’s Magic Laundry

“Jang Se-chan is the president of an agency called ‘Bion’. He was a gangster rather than the president of an agency, but he jumped into this because the entertainment business made money.”

Indeed it was.

Until the late 1990s, the main business of gangsters was to run or manage entertainment establishments.

As the times change, gangsters who have lost their place in the world often turn to the 'entertainment business'.

He set up an agency or entered an entertainment agency through equity investment.

There are hundreds of entertainment agencies, but not all of them are successful.

Except for a few top pros, there were plenty of companies that would disappear anytime.

In many cases, after working as a manager for a few years, there were many cases of setting up an agency independently, because I thought that if even one of the talents I had was a hit, I could be successful.

This was also the cause of the emergence of small companies.

“In the entertainment industry right now, it is said that the number of entertainment agencies established with gangster funds is rapidly increasing. It’s easy to set up an agency if one or two managers get together.”

“Then Se-yeon Shin… … .”

“Perhaps you have an unfair contract and you are in trouble by now. It could be a money issue, or something else… … .”

I jumped up from my seat.

I was worried, but I was angry.

“No, Shin Se-yeon signed a contract without realizing it?”

“If you have a great desire to be successful, you often bite into even a small bait. It's not just Shin Se-yeon's fault. The problem is with the bad guys who use that kind of mind.”

“No, though. At least ask the people around you.”

He hurriedly put on his hanging clothes and prepared to go out.

“Jinju, you have to leave today. I have nowhere to go.”

“Where are you going? The rehearsal is over.”

“I still have to go. I have to go and look for it.”

“Do you know your home address?”

Then I don't know where I live.

“So I know where I am now.”

Jinju Park winked and held out a note from him.

“After the dinner party at the film company was over, some people moved to their respective seats. I think I followed it there. It would not be voluntary.”

“How do you do this… … .”

“Now the paparazzi are coming. That's my friend who used to be a journalist. I was debating whether or not to give this to Annam.”

“… … ?”

“I wondered if there was anything Annam could do, or maybe he was just becoming dangerous.”

“Jinju-san, I have clothes here. See you next time.”

When I handed the washed clothes, Mr. Park Jin-ju also took his clothes and followed them.

“Shall we go together? I don't know if I'll be of any help."

“No. It's enough for me alone. See you at the wall again.”

The memo given by Park Jin-joo, which I saw while running frantically, had the address of a room salon in Gangnam written on it.

'damn.'

I thought that Shin Se-yeon wasn't the kind of person to be sarcastic about this, but he couldn't stand by.

Thinking about that guy Se-chan Jang in his previous life, I knew what he was up to now.

He got in a taxi and got off near the address written on his note, and ran down to find the salon in question located underground.

He opened the door of the room one by one and looked for him, but Shin Se-yeon was nowhere to be seen.

Every time the door was opened, complaints from people drinking and playing broke out.

When he opened the door to the last room, he threw a glass of gangster-like drinking water.

If he hadn't escaped quickly, he would have been in trouble.

“Seyeon-san, Seyeon-san!”

He looked for the bathroom, but he was nowhere to be found.

Just as an employee passed by, I grabbed him and asked.

“Aren’t movie related people here?”

“A movie? I don't know. A team of guests came in and left a while ago.”

bad luck

Have you already moved?

He went out and looked for it, but there was no sign that he had left.

Looking around, I saw a man wearing a black hoodie and a hat with his shooting equipment in hand.

I don't know if he is a woman or a man, but seeing that he is using a camera with a large telephoto lens, I thought he might be one of the paparazzi Park Jin-joo was talking about.

As we got closer, we heard the paparazzi grunting.

“Hey, the X-Pearl is broken. How much is this!”

When I heard the voice, it seemed to be a man.

He accidentally dropped the camera and put his lips to the broken part and breathed in.

“Hey there!”

Startled, he hurriedly put on the black mask that was draped over his chin and raised his head.

His body felt his center of gravity on his hind legs so he could run away at any time.

“What, what? I'm not that paparazzi."

“No, not that. Papa... … No, have you ever seen a woman with long hair in an ivory dress coming out of the salon? She looks like an actress... … No, she is an actress.”

“I didn’t take that picture. Not that reporter.”

It seemed that the paparazzi were afraid of taking the camera and trying to run away.

“No, not that. I'm in a hurry right now. He might have been in danger.”

Whether he heard me or not, he seemed to be only thinking of running away.

“And I’m not here to catch that paparazzi!”

When I shouted, the paparazzi stopped and turned around slowly.

“Miss, I am again. I was surprised. Really not? Then you want to take the camera?”

“Because it’s not!”

He took off his hood, revealing a man with a rather sarcastic face on his tufted head, horn-rimmed glasses.

“Daddy, you were surprised. I almost dropped the camera again. If it breaks, it will be cut by that company. I just went in as an intern.”

The way he spoke quickly but bluntly, staring at his partner's leg with his head bowed, was impressive.

But an intern?

Come to think of it, the reporter's notebook protruding from the man's pocket looked similar to the notepad I was holding.

‘Are you the entertainment reporter that Park Jin-joo spoke of?’

He quickly unfolded the note he was holding in his hand and showed it to the man's eyes.

“Do you remember this?”

“Oh, what is it?”

The man roughly grabbed the note and looked at it, and he looked a little startled.

“Oh, this is what I wrote for Jinju. Do you know Uncle Park Jin-ju?”

“Yes, that’s what Jinju gave me.”

“Ah, this is where the information was stolen from. I did it once on a blind date and they asked for everything.”

“Did you go on a blind date with Jinju?”

“Once! Both came as substitutes.”

This was not the time to be babbling like this.

“Hey, maybe ivory… … .”

“I wonder if there is one or two people wearing ivory dresses among the people who come and go.”

“Then did you take any pictures? My friend could be in danger.”

“It’s not up to me. Uncle, let's go fast. I'm going to die busy."

“My friend might be doing something weird here today! How are people?”

“What does that have to do with me? Oh, I don’t want to be unlucky, so everything is messed up.”

Hearing those words, I paused for a moment.

I turned around thinking that it would be a waste of time to talk to this man any more.

"beauty… … Sorry. I was harsh. Please don't tell Jinju."

The man hastily apologized as if he wanted to miss him too.

He said he had nothing to do with Park Jin-joo, and he didn't want to hear bad things.

“I took pictures of similar people. I don't know if that's the one you're looking for... … . But you can’t check it until you print the film.”

Naturally, I thought it was a digital camera, so I was a little embarrassed.

Come to think of it, this era was a time when there were still many cameras that used film.

Inevitably, I had to explain to the man about Shin Se-yeon and Jang Se-chan in detail.

“Oh, I remember coming out of her room salon fighting with that woman, Se-chan Jang. Jang Se-chan is also famous on this floor.”

“Do you know Jang Se-chan?”

"of course. I haven't been here in a while, but I know everything."

“Ah, that’s good. Where have they gone?”

“I took pictures. I was just running down the alley over there. The woman seems to be running away. She wanted to follow, but she quit because she wasn't a famous actress.”

I saw where the man was pointing.

“Ah, thank you. I will never forget this grace.”

“Yes, what? But what's going on? Would it be worthy of an article?”

“If that happens, I will contact you through Mr. Jinju. Then I'm in a hurry and I'll go first!

"that… … excuse me! same... … .”

Leaving behind the man's words, he ran to the alley where Shin Se-yeon had disappeared.

I wandered around looking for a maze-like alley, but it was hard to find Mr. Shin Se-yeon.

He ran non-stop, and his breath hit his chin, and as he leaned against the wall for a moment, he heard screaming voices from somewhere.

―Oh, let this go! I don't want to go there.

―Hey, don't you want to be successful? You agreed to the contract with us too. I'll do everything you ask me to!

―It's not like this! In that case, the contract will be terminated!

―Hey, what are you going to do with all the money that went into you?

―It was all my money, and what kind of money was it?

He hurriedly ran towards the sound.

The alley was so maze-like that I had to keep going back and forth repeatedly.

Then, in the end, in a dark alley, I found Shin Se-yeon, who was standing with her exit blocked by Jang Se-chan.

“Hey, what money do you spend?”

“You took what you borrowed.”

“That’s your loan!”

"I beg your pardon? You said you'd pay it back!"

"I'm crazy? Work hard and pay it back! Do you know how much you owe now?”

When Shin Se-yeon tried to run away, Jang Se-chan grabbed her hair and pulled her away.

I couldn't just watch anymore.

‘Ilyappa’s slingshot!’

Picking up the summoned slingshot, I stood in the dark, took out the beans I had always carried a few in my pocket, and put them in the rubber.

After aiming at Jang Se-chan's thigh, when he released the taut rubber string, he could see the beans flying at high speed with a heavy sound of hitting the wind.

It hit Jang Se-chan's thigh exactly, and he screamed in sudden pain.

“Aww, what, what!”

Thanks to that, Shin Se-yeon got out of his hand and stepped back with a bewildered face.

Se-chan Jang wraps his left hand around his thigh and stretches out his right hand to grab Shin Se-yeon again.

I fired the bean again with a slingshot, this time hitting his right arm exactly.

“Aww! Oh X Pearl, what is it?”

Se-chan Jang wrapped his arms around him and twisted his whole body.

‘This one is going to hurt.’

The only thing I shot was a bean, but I used Ilyappa's slingshot, and it accelerated, so the pain would be unbearable for a while.

Shin Se-yeon, who was watching Jang Se-chan in pain as he twisted his body, started to hit him with the bag he was holding.

“Hey, who are you? I'm not that fussy!"

‘Just get out, what are you doing?’

I ran to Mr. Shin Se-yeon, grabbed his arm and ran out.

“Seyeon, I don’t have time to be like this. Go quickly.”

“Uh, Annam? What's the matter Is that Annam-san like that?”

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Se-chan Jang, who saw us running away, shouted belatedly.

“Hey bastard, who are you? If you don't want to die, bring her here!"

Shin Se-yeon turned around, bouncing her forearm and blowing the puck cue.

“Hey, you bastard, if you show up in front of me, you might die!

“Just go.”

We ran without looking back.

Shin Se-yeon's shoes came off while running, and Shin Se-yeon took off all his shoes and held them in his hands and started running with his bare feet.

While running for a while, Se-yeon Shin suddenly burst into laughter and we stopped.

“Are you laughing now?”

"Iknow, right. Sorry."

I didn't know why she was smiling, but I suddenly burst out laughing.

The sounds of laughter and rough breathing mixed together, like sighs.

“Stop. Why are we running away?”

“I can’t fight.”

Shin Se-yeon smiled at my words and put on his shoes again.

“Would you like to sit over there for a moment? My feet hurt too. Wearing high heels is so hard.”

When I tried to take off the sneakers I was wearing, I refused.

“Are you really okay?”

"Yeah. It's okay."

We went to a bench in a small open space and sat down.

"Sorry. In the end, I got Annam's help again. I wanted to do well on my own... … .”

“How could I ever be with a guy like that… … .”

“I must have been too hasty. I wanted to be successful quickly, so there was nothing I could see. I thought it was strange when they asked me to get a loan, but I think I could invest that much since the company is still small. He told me that he would be successful soon, so I thought I would.”

Jang Se-chan was the guy who even got a student loan from a college student.

“He's a really bad guy. After all, he was almost in trouble.”

“… … I think the big thing has already happened. loan… . . . I got it.”

"Yeah?"

"I know. How stupid. Banks don't even give loans to kids like me. The boss said he knew, he said he could pay it all back, so... … .”

“At least ask me, or at least ask someone else… … .”

Are you still young and don't know how terrifying it is?

In his 52 years of life, he had seen countless people who borrowed money badly and got mortgaged for his life.

“… … I still regret it. I have to solve it somehow. Going to the office tomorrow... … .”

Then a shout was heard in the distance.

“Hey, there it is. Get those kids!”

A man running around screaming at us, a group of men rushing in, and Se-chan Jang, who arrived late, looked at us with a devouring face.

"this… … Found us. I have to run again.”

Shin Se-yeon also stood up in surprise, but it seemed difficult to run a lot because of a wound on his foot.

“I need to move a little bit, are you okay?”

"yes I'm okay."

I ran into the alley with Shin Se-yeon, who was limping.

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