The Hit Song of This Life Is Revenge - Chapter 47

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My Next Hit Song Is Revenge
Episode 47
Lee Jae-i paused for a moment, looking back and forth between the sheets of music in both hands.
‘Why… is there no word?’
If Baek Song-ha had used her melody, Casey, who produced it, could never have been unaware.
It should have been a rather loud day, but this was too quiet.
Baek Song-ha had already finished recording.
However, Casey’s reaction was far from recognizing plagiarism.
‘Then… does it mean she really didn’t use it?’
It was the simplest conclusion, but instinct countered that it was impossible.
Jae-i took a breath and thought of Baek Song-ha.
Even the greed and cunning intentions hidden inside her expression.
‘Baek Song-ha… if it’s the Baek Song-ha I know….’
That question sank very slowly inside her chest.
The moment Baek Song-ha’s smirk was elaborately replayed in her head.
She painted the floating face black.
She closed her eyes and took a slow, deep breath to look back at the situation calmly.
The thing to do to prepare for all situations was clear.
‘First, I have to record both songs.’
Taking her steps again, much more weight was placed on her footsteps.
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Buzz-.
Hyun-joo’s eyebrows shot upward.
The call made from the monitor screen rang on the desk.
‘Was he calling me?’
It was puzzling from the fact that Casey opened communication with her.
And that during filming.
Hyun-joo looked back and forth between the monitor screen and the liquid crystal display before pressing the button.
“This is Son Hyun-joo.”
– By any chance, were you monitoring?
Inside the monitor, Casey’s movement was stopped.
Hyun-joo slowly leaned her body against the back of the chair and replied.
“I saw from the part where you said it seems like you need to consult with me.”
– Since I called, I’ll tell you right away.
“Yes, go ahead.”
She was just about to rewind the video to check the part where she was mentioned.
What on earth happened that he even made a phone call.
It didn’t seem like a simple request.
Hyun-joo rolled the pen on the desk and stopped it, listening intently to Casey’s words until the end.
When his words ended, Hyun-joo’s head tilted slightly to the side.
“So to summarize, you mean you want to produce all the songs Trainee Lee Jae-i wrote?”
– Yes. That’s right.
Rather than a consultation, it was closer to delivering an intention.
It was surprising that Trainee Lee Jae-i wrote two songs, but Casey’s words were more unexpected.
She thought she checked almost all unexpected situations, but this was a different kind.
She hesitated for a moment whether it was right to limit an opportunity gained through individual ability with the word fairness.
‘That’s true, but….’
But this program could not be completely free from the influence of fan sentiments.
‘If it’s like this, Lee Jae-i’s airtime will increase more….’
Even without this, a severe scolding had fallen from the upper management.
To exclude Lee Jae-i as much as possible.
Even though that was one of the reasons why the viewership ratings soared, common sense was meaningless.
Because they value other things more than the program.
Hyun-joo let out a deep breath.
“No. What Trainee Lee Jae-i composed is an individual ability, but we cannot provide additional producing opportunities.”
A sigh of deep regret flowed out from the other side of the receiver.
Casey might feel it was cold, but beyond this was dangerous.
A few seconds later.
Across the receiver, Casey let out his voice again.
– I understood about producing. It’s fine to at least record the music recorded version of the song the trainee composed, right? She said she thinks she’ll know once lyrics are attached.
“That is.”
Hyun-joo’s lips rolled inward.
Making two music recorded files is not a difficult task.
However, Hyun-joo could not readily answer.
Then Casey continued his words.
– Like you said, it’s an individual ability. I think this might be a challenge where the trainees staked their lives.
At those words, Hyun-joo’s fingertips unconsciously rolled the pen again.
Who doesn’t know that.
There is not a single person who is not desperate.
Even herself.
At the precarious borderline, Hyun-joo stepped back.
“We will review it, and the production team will deliver the details to Trainee Lee Jae-i.”
– Okay. I understand.
The call, which was exchanged in a dry tone, ended.
Hyun-joo tapped her temple with the pen she picked up.
The upper management was even in a situation where they threatened to review the edited version.
Hyun-joo pressed her eyelids hard while leaning her back against the chair.
At that moment, the vibration sound of the cell phone rang through the space.
Hyun-joo, who snapped her eyes open, quickly distorted her brow.
[Director Kim]
It was the least welcome name among the saved numbers.
She replied that she understood everything, so what words were left again.
Hyun-joo held the cell phone to her ear, straining her ears with tension.
– Producer Son, it’s me. Take the edited version that’s going out this week and return to the headquarters right now.
“What’s going-.”
– The Director is here, so run over within an hour.
The call, from which only instructions flowed out, was already disconnected.
Hyun-joo looked at the liquid crystal display blankly.
Even if she were inside a car with the engine started right now, how could she make a one-hour distance.
‘Oh, damn it….’
A thick curse erupted inside, but her body jumped up from the chair.
The broadcasting station where neat and cold marbles were interlocked.
Only Hyun-joo, who crossed that gap with panting breath, was hot alone.
“Gasp…. Haa.”
Hyun-joo, who tightly gripped the tablet, held her breath and opened the door.
When her eyes met a fellow producer who looked anxious somewhere, a fingertip pointed to one side of the meeting room.
When she opened the door, she flinched at the uncomfortable gaze that pierced her at once.
The Director sitting at the head of the long table.
Even the Team Leader of the documentary team was gathered in one place.
They were people who couldn’t be seen in one place for ordinary matters.
She also had no choice but to be tense at the solemn atmosphere settled there.
As soon as her eyes met the Team Leader, Director Kim’s chair was pushed back.
“Producer Son. Hurry up and bring up the screen first.”
Before she could even grasp the situation, Director Kim’s urgent voice fell first.
The Director sitting at the head of the table just stared at the screen with a blunt expression.
Hyun-joo quickly moved her steps and headed to the front.
The preparation was also completed so that the video could be transmitted to the screen just by connecting.
As she touched the tablet screen, the same pressure as when she first attached her interview card rushed in.
‘What on earth is this situation?’
Only questions that could not be spat out swelled up full.
Hyun-joo, who swallowed her questions, clicked the connected screen.
The video that started with the opening.
She stepped back and looked at the faces of her superiors looking at the screen.
Unlike Director Kim, whose expression changed by the second, the Director had no emotion even in his blinking.
It was when barely one part passed.
“Cut it.”
The Director’s deep voice cut through the audio.
With Director Kim’s gesture, Hyun-joo urgently stopped the video.
In the space where the sound was completely deleted, Hyun-joo swallowed her pooled saliva.
Creak-.
The Director’s chair turned, heading toward Director Kim.
At that sound, Hyun-joo’s eyelids also opened wide.
“What I said… doesn’t seem to have been delivered well.”
At the high-handed voice, Director Kim’s Adam’s apple fluctuated greatly.
Hyun-joo also searched her mind.
Did she miss something?
While only dry breathing sounds poured out, the Director opened his mouth again.
“Director Kim. How many years has it been this year?”
“It… It’s been eleven years.”
“If it’s that much, I thought you would have understood, so how should I take this?”
At the rebuke that returned in the form of a question, Director Kim adjusted his posture.
“I think I failed to deliver it well in the middle. I will replace her with another producer and deliver the re-edited version as soon as it’s completed.”
“Director!!”
At the unbelievable instruction, Hyun-joo immediately raised her voice.
Replacing the main producer while the program was in the middle of airing was no different from a death sentence.
At the words added to that, Hyun-joo’s jaw dropped.
“Producer Son, participate in what the documentary team is producing.”
Was that the reason why the Team Leader of the documentary team was here.
She couldn’t believe her disposition that happened before her eyes.
Hyun-joo let out her breath with a hollow face, but the director did not care and opened the meeting room door and shouted outside.
“Tell Producer Hwang to come in!”
“Hwang Seong-su?!”
Hyun-joo checked again if the name she heard was correct.
“Yes! Hwang Seong-su!”
At that moment, the color itself of the meeting room space faded.
The door of the meeting room opened wide, and a man stepped in.
It was the stance of a plunderer.
Slide-.
At the same time, the suit pant hems of the Director, who rose from his seat, flowed down.
“Then Director Kim. Report when it’s resolved.”
Hyun-joo raised her voice before the heels of the Director’s shoes stepped out of the meeting room.

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