Chapter 960. Crank Up 7
Life, Once Again!
The lights turned off. A problem seemed to have occurred in the generator van parked in the middle of the mountain. The lighting team and the generator engineer quickly left.
âI can see it now. Our film is going to hit ten million in sales. Films that start off with problems always end up doing well,â jested head manager Moon.
He had arrived in order to âcheer everyone upâ, but he had been here for more than five hours already. Head manager Moon looked after the staff members in charge of various chores, and worked more busily than anyone else. People in charge of production showed up on set to inspect, but it was very rare to see them take care of menial chores.
âHow is it, Mr. Maru? Doable?â Head manager Moon asked as he sat next to him.
The dog shed was quite damp, so it would ruin his suit, yet he did not seem to mind. When Maru tried to give him a portable chair, he waved his hand in the air saying that he didnât need it.
âStill doable for now. Though, I can see signs that things will get dragged out.â
âWorking on something with that fellow, director Park, isnât actually a joyful thing. It may depend on the person, but there were some people who got fed up with working with him and canceled the contract.â
âLooks like Iâll have to do well so that it doesnât go that way.â
âIâll be thankful if you do. Itâs been a long time since I saw him so excited. He doesnât even smile when he shoots movies, but today, I saw a smile on his face more often than not. It seems like he finds this fun.â
âIâm glad to hear that the director is enjoying himself.â
Maru then looked into head manager Moonâs eyes and asked,
âHead manager Moon.â
âYes?â
âHow did you honestly feel when you heard that I was playing the main character?â
Head manager Moonâs eyes quickly looked left and right. Maru could tell that he was organizing his words. He looked above his head. Nothing appeared. The speech bubble he was supposed to see had disappeared. Although he did not use it that many times since it might negatively influence his reincarnation as well as the people around him, he did use it whenever necessary. After all, it was easy to come up with countermeasures if he knew what the other party was thinking about him.
âI sometimes get that Iâm unpleasantly honest, so are you okay with that?â
âThatâs precisely what I want.â
âIf I had the right of casting, I wouldâve picked someone else other than you. If I had the power to remove someone, I would have removed you. Thatâs because I donât know you that well. To an actor, fame is inseparable.â
âLooks like I wouldâve been in big trouble if director Park wasnât using his own money to create the film.â
âDonât misunderstand me though. Itâs not that I hate you. I just felt that there are a lot of better replacements. Of course, I do have faith. I have faith that youâll prove to me that I was terribly wrong in my judgment.â
âIâll try my best.â
âYou canât try your best, you have to be the best. This piece, I think, will be similar to âSpring Calendar.â Director Park has a pattern. Even when he works on his own thing, he would sometimes create really strange pieces when he worked on them hastily. They are the pieces that not only the public, but even the critics fail to understand. Meanwhile, he was very easygoing when he shot âSpring Calendar.â Of course, he was quite strict just like before at the beginning of the shoot, but one of the actors started giving opinions and the shooting speed slowed down considerably.â
âThat actress must be senior Ahn Joohyun, right?â
âYou know her?â
âI asked her for advice when I first participated in director Parkâs works. She told me about it back then.â
Head manager Moon stroked down his neck. He inexplicably seemed impressed. Maru looked into his eyes again. There was no speech bubble this time either. Perhaps it had completely disappeared. The masked man seemed to have predicted this situation. He did not answer when Maru asked what this signified, but there was something that Maru was sure of. âSomethingâ was about to happen. The masked man gave him a hint without buying the ire of the gods.
âMay I ask you something personal?â
âPlease do.â
âI know it is wrong for me to ask you this, but I couldnât help but be curious. The president Lee Junmin I know of isnât someone who would take just anyone under his wing. Just look at all the people in JA. The S-tier actor of the film industry, Hong Guensoo, superstar Yang Ganghwan in the theater and musical fields, top-tier actress in the TV commercials field Kim Suyeon, and finally Yoo Sooil who many people say will be the next Hong Geunsoo. Mrs. Yang Miso is also a star not as an actress herself, but as someone who instructs them. These people put their names on JAâs website as their official artists. I have heard that there are five or six more actors being raised, but it must mean that they arenât yet sufficient to go on the main page.â
âIt is a little strange for me to be among them, huh?â
âTo be blunt, it is quite peculiar. You might feel offended when you hear this. I also know that it isnât right for me to say it. However, I want to check the details as the chief producer of this film. I want to know how you managed to join the Lee Junmin army, and what is so special about you.â
âI also sometimes wonder why such a gamble took place.â
Head manager Moon stared at him before nodding with a smile.
âLooks like I was a fool for asking you to show me what you canât show me right now. I just asked because I found it peculiar. I also want to know more about you too.â
âIf itâs like that, then ask away. Thereâs nothing to hide, nor is there a reason to. I also wish to become close to you, head manager Moon. I heard that many places look out for you. You supposedly have a hand in the creation of every blockbuster in Korea.â
âI guess I do like to stick my face into things.â
Head manager Moon locked his fingers and placed his hands above his thighs.
âThen let me shamelessly ask one more question. I found out that you signed the contract when you were in high school. It was during your first year too.â
âYou know well.â
âDid you go take an audition?â
âNo, I met the president directly and talked to him. Back then, Miso-noonim happened to be our acting teacher at the acting club of our school.â
âSo Mrs. Yang Miso acted as a bridge. But itâs surprising to hear that president Lee Junmin was actually willing to meet you in person. There are dozens of rich people wanting to have a meal with him every single day, but you managed to meet him during high school and signed a contract.â
âI was lucky.â
âWhat kind of acting did you show the president? Did you prepare something special?â
âThere was nothing like that. Actually, the first time we met, I was rather dismissive towards staking my life in acting, so I stood up without even talking to him properly. After that, I changed my mind and asked him to meet me again.â
âDid he meet you? Heâs not that generous.â
âIâm sure he saw something in me. Or perhaps he just came over to watch how arrogant a high schooler can get. There, I asked him for some money in exchange for him holding my life hostage. Back then, I was more desperate for money than anything else.â
âWhen you were in your first year of high school?â
âYes.â
Head manager Moonâs lips twitched. Maru wondered if he was going to mock him for it, but he looked around a little before straightening his lips.
âI thought I was supposed to be laughing, but from your eyes, it seems like youâre serious. You mustâve been really desperate.â
âTo the adults, it might be the recklessness of a clueless brat, but Iâm not someone who acts arrogant or hypocritical in front of money. The president mustâve realized that as well, so we proceeded.â
âSince weâre here, I want to ask about the contract deposit. Can you tell me about it? I wonât tell anyone else.â
Maru raised two fingers. Director Moon whistled.
âTwenty million won when you didnât show him anything at that age, huh? Youâre quite shameless, Mr. Maru.â
âItâs two billion.â
Head manager Moon, whose face would look like a smile even if he was expressionless, turned into that of indifference for the first time. His scanning eyes became even quicker. He seemed to think that he must have heard wrong.
âTwo billion?â
âYes.â
âYou asked for two billion from president Lee Junmin when you were in your first year of high school?â
âYes, two billion.â
âDidnât the president just stand up and leave? Or perhaps throw what he was drinking at you?â
âHe didnât do that. We just talked about whether two billion was justifiable or not and negotiated.â
âHow much?â
âThree hundred million. Though right now, weâve signed an official contract so I have an additional source of income.â
Head manager Moon thought about that number in a daze before eventually slapping down on his knees while bursting out into laughter. The dark dog shed was filled with his laughter. Just then, the generator problem seemed to have been fixed as the lights started coming back on one by one.
âMr. Maru. Iâm not on your side unconditionally. Even if director Park wants to fire you, I will not stop him. Geez, I didnât see Iâd see something like you in my life. Iâm sorry for calling you âsomethingâ, but I mean it in a good way so forgive me.â
âThank you for thinking that Iâm something.â
âIf itâs okay with you, Iâd like to be brothers with you. Though, Iâll be fifty in a few years so Iâm more like your uncle.â
âWell, Iâll just call you big hyung-nim. Please, speak at ease with me.â
Head manager Moon reached his hand out. Maru grabbed his hand. Unlike his chubby figure, his hand was rather thin and rough. Maru could instantly tell that the life this man must have lived was not smooth. Maru liked such hands.
âAlright, letâs get along in the future. Tell me right away if you find anything uncomfortable.â
Head manager Moon stood up with a smile and walked out of the dog shed before turning around. He raised three fingers before seemingly mouthing âthree hundred millionâ without speaking. Maru smiled and nodded. Head manager Moon clapped three times and raised his thumb.
âDirector Park, please look after our lead actor. Heâs my little brother now.â
Director Park, who was standing at the entrance, just shrugged.