# 412
The Legend of Return
Chapter 412. The title is…
“What the hell is this…”
Agent Aristov of the Russian Federal Security Service was at a loss for words.
Traces of a fierce battle were evident everywhere.
It was clear that something intense had burned everything.
I could see half-melted guns on the melted snow and the charred earth.
Anyone could see that this was the middle of a fierce battlefield.
However, I couldn’t find any traces that could be the evidence.
“The jet skis are in the castle.”
“Any survivors?”
“Looks like none.”
“Then, all of them are dead… Is the disposal of the corpses… the wolf’s work?”
The castle site was visited only after a Korean named Jang Tae-san returned to his homeland.
Inside the castle, only the jet skis the Chinese agents rode were left alone.
“Even if it’s eaten by wolves, the bones remain.”
“Did it dissolve in an acidic liquid?”
“Impossible. You can’t deal with this without a trace in a short period of time, and that alone.”
Subordinate Serdov shook his head.
“Then what? Are you saying they set off an incendiary bomb?”
“Not even that. There is no sign of any chemical reaction taking place.”
“The ones coming out these days are strong.”
“Still, the bones remain.”
“Haa… that’s a headache.”
I received an order from my superiors to find out more about this incident.
However, little evidence remained.
There was obviously a battle, but there was little evidence to guess the process.
“Maybe a magician?”
“The bullshit is novel.”
“I think so too.”
Aristov and Serdov only licked their lips.
Security officials were mobilized here and there to try to find something, but all in vain.
wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
An abandoned castle in the Republic of Sakha where a cold wind blows strongly.
“Is that how I feel? Isn’t it creepy?”
“…Actually, the residents of this place do not even come close to ghosts.”
“But why did you buy this land?”
“I don’t know…”
“Okay. Let’s withdraw today. I’ll freeze to death if I stay here any longer.”
Officer Aristov gave the order to withdraw.
Evidence that there was an order from the superior, but no matter how much you search, you can’t find it anymore.
I just wanted to get away from this ruined castle that seemed to be haunted right away.
***
“Sit down.”
“Excuse me…”
At Jang Tae-san’s recommendation, the two sat down on the sofa.
It was frozen.
‘This looks like a very expensive guy….. Look at the interior. I ordered money.’
Some of the hottest guys out there were more awesome than the office.
Choi Woong-chun quickly scanned Jang Tae-san’s office.
A considerable royalties were paid, but the money was not worth it.
If you wanted to hire a pretty woman outside, you would have to pay a pretty high amount as an annual salary.
Having that beautiful female employee in the middle of Gangnam was linked to money.
‘The computer is also the latest type….. The representative office is bigger than the publishing house.’
It was impossible to compare.
Wearing a comfortable navy blue knit and comfortable cotton pants, Jang Tae-san was the light of day.
It was a world of difference from when I saw him during Goppiri.
It was no different from the CEOs of large corporations I met at an entrepreneurial meeting.
As if this place were his own building, he was full of leisure.
“CEO. I will prepare the coffee.”
“please.”
“yes~.”
The woman who guided me smiled kindly and withdrew.
“Long time no see.”
Jang Tae-san smiled comfortably and greeted me.
“Well… how have you been… yo.”
Choi Ungcheon couldn’t stop talking.
When he entered Korea University, he congratulated him.
And sometimes, I made phone calls to manage the writers, but seeing it in person like this, I was speechless.
Jang Tae-san also did not recommend letting go.
“I was busy with school life and investment business.”
“Incredible. We know this because we’ve been through school life, but it’s not easy…”
Editor-in-Chief Hwang Seong-woo admired it sincerely.
They were editors Choi Woong-cheon and Hwang Seong-woo, both graduates of the Department of Korean Language and Literature at Korea University.
“How important are grades? Law students just pass the bar exam and that’s it.”
Choi Woong-cheon pretended to know.
At one time, he too had prepared for the bar exam.
However, because of his nature, he likes to play and read, so he set up a publishing house that suits his physiology.
After setting up a general publishing company, he crashed it and jumped into this market in pursuit of money.
There were still many regrets left.
I made money, but my friends still tended to ignore this market publisher.
“Fortunately, with the encouragement of the professors, I got an A+ all the way through my sophomore year.”
“Come A+?”
“Huh…”
The two exclaimed in amazement.
It was not easy to get an A+ in one subject until I graduated from Korea University.
But all subjects have a perfect score…
“Doesn’t the bar exam…?”
Choi Ung-cheon was genuinely surprised and asked,
“I passed the second round in 2009, but I didn’t take the interview.”
“yes? Ha, did you pass?”
It was a series of surprises.
It was not easy to pass the law department at Korea University, but the bar exam was even more extreme.
“But why???”
Hwang Seong-woo showed disbelief in his eyes.
“I don’t like the grades.”
“…..”
Both of them were at a loss for words.
Students who passed the same degree received more treatment.
However, Jang Tae-san kicked away the blessing without knowing anything.
The common sense of the two did not make sense at all.
“How is your business going?”
Jang Tae-san asked the question in reverse.
“It just is.”
Choi Woong-chun answered confidently.
“Writer….. No, as you know, this is the Red Ocean. At least a few rental stores went bankrupt, and readers stopped buying books. I’m barely holding on, but soon…”
The editor-in-chief spat out a dying sound.
“Isn’t Nice Media the same?”
“We are on the better side. There are many readers who buy the author’s books. It sells well because one volume is published every month and the quality continues to be guaranteed.”
“Isn’t writer Jang Hee-jae doing well too?”
“That is amazing. Occasionally, large orders came in, exceeding 20,000 copies per volume. It’s fun, but it’s not a project that will go that far…”
The editor-in-chief tilted his head.
“Wouldn’t someone with extra money be able to help? It’s because people like chaebol are obsessed with books.”
“Maybe.”
Beep.
The intercom rang.
“Is there a problem?”
[Director Do-hee Do-hee brought the report.]
“Okay.”
Jang Tae-san skillfully showed a businessman-like aspect.
squirm.
The door is open.
And then, managing director Do Do-hee appeared.
“This is the document the representative ordered.”
Today, Do-hee Do-hee, who appeared in the culmination of the black office look boasting a perfect body, smiled and handed over the report.
Choi Ung-cheon and Hwang Seong-woo didn’t know where to put their eyes on their slim height and body.
In a word, she was a goddess.
It was the first time the two of them had seen a woman who looked so good with red frames.
“CEO, I brought you coffee.”
Yoo Sera, who reappeared after Do Do-hee, set the coffee.
“Thank you both.”
“Then…”
The two women bowed their heads briefly and went outside.
“…..”
The middle-aged men’s minds were confused by the smell of perfume left behind by the two women.
‘What the hell are you doing? Ugh!’
To Choi Woong-cheon, Mount Jangtae looked like a god.
The guy with the fantastic face was smart and seemed to be doing well in business.
If you do business with celebrity-level secretaries, Qin Shi Huang will not be envious.
“sorry.”
“No~.”
When Jang Tae-san said he was sorry, the two shook their hands without asking anyone first.
Publishing company president and editor-in-chief, absolute best for writers in these days of publishing recession.
The two of them took a low profile.
I couldn’t even tell the story of the next work.
“I learned about the publishing market.”
“yes?”
Sudden Jang Tae-san’s remarks.
“It’s a red ocean right now, but it will soon become a blue ocean.”
“No, that’s what…..”
“The e-book market is starting.”
“That is no fun. A few places jumped in, but readers hate pay-per-side. E-book sales are also generating revenue, but it is still not as good as the rental store market.”
Editor-in-chief Hwang Seong-woo shook his head as if he already knew.
“There is an uproar when rental store owners say they will boycott books when e-books are published. It will take at least 10 years for the market pie to grow.”
Woongcheon Choi also showed a negative opinion.
“Maybe?”
Jang Tae-san smiles meaningfully as if he knows something.
‘what? You think the publishing market is a joke!’
Choi Woong-chun had strong pride.
He said he knew more about this industry than anyone else, even if he didn’t know about other places.
“Current genre market total sales of 20 billion won. It will more than triple its size in the next five years.”
“what? five times???”
“Such nonsense…”
***
Back from Russia.
I’m not a gladiator in the Roman era, and the people who earned a lot through me held a party on their own.
A party was held in the palace of King Solomon the Great.
In the meantime, the great king’s last name, which steadily received points in return for teaching magic, had changed.
Fairy-class goddesses were seen everywhere.
The palace, which had been fading, was also being replaced with a top-notch interior.
He also provided work to the painting gods.
Like a great king, the force was different.
There, they ate and drank for a week and watched the banquet of the gods.
I listened to the ecstatic celestial performances of the music gods.
Sister Janggeum was in charge of cooking.
Sister Hwang Jini called her friends.
King Solomon’s palace became the only best knight in the world.
It was a party venue for Shinsegae celebrities.
I watched her defeat fairy-class goddesses without regret.
I enjoyed Bubi Bubi with them and relieved the stress of the past.
I enjoyed a dream-like rest and returned to the human world.
The traces left by the jjanggae were neatly dealt with.
It was obvious that Mr. Putin would look around after I went back.
After dealing with all possible flaws, I returned to Korea with a light heart.
It was the Winter Olympic season soon.
There were many business plans for 2010 that needed to be finalized before then.
After taking care of this and that, I received a call from the publisher.
A new story came out.
I invited President Woong-Chun Choi and the editor-in-chief.
And it was a place for conversation.
Although they are quite smart businessmen, they could not help making business judgments that did not match the timing.
I had a lot of fun with < Cloud Warrior >, but I couldn’t guess the future market pie.
If I invested in the artist from now on, it would be one top in the future.
However, large genre market publishers, including Nice Media, failed.
Feeling burdened by the rising royalties of writers, I only thought about hitting it, but I did not think about preparing a platform for growth on my own.
Their behavior deserved criticism in the genre market, where they endured purely through the artist’s story rather than through promotions such as advertisements.
The e-book market will definitely grow in the future.
As the market widened, publishers gained more profits than publishers.
The editor-in-chief or talented people from the editorial department set up many distribution companies.
Their revenues exceeded that of publishers.
Publishers who had a bad habit of selling out in the past were forced to jump on the market.
Of course, publishers survive into the future.
They provided the lure of providing guaranteed royalties to rookies and attracted them, and they endured.
Based on the contracts signed in the past, the use of copyright has been expanded.
The market I became interested in as the rental store I frequented disappeared.
I was only interested then, but things are different now.
The beginning of a new life was finally here.
Nice Media did better.
So I wanted to give it a chance.
“Don’t be saddened by the writers’ contract. The secondary copyrights they own are also important. For e-book sales, it is right to take 7 for the author and 3 for the publisher.”
“yes? 7 to 3?”
“It’s ridiculous…”
My words would be absurd for a publisher that didn’t even set 10% royalties for writers.
In particular, it was a time when the concept of an online market was not established at all.
I don’t know the future of e-books at all, and I’m not ready.
“The writers will still be seen as sticks.”
“Writer Jang!!!”
President Woongcheon Choi shouted out loud.
“Think long term. Writers are smarter than you think. Although they live in an imaginary world, it is a normal life where they want to eat and have a drink like everyone else. Only when the excitement of the writers revives, the readers will be intoxicated and interested in this market. That leads to an influx of readers. You can’t keep a publisher forever by squeezing the limited pleasure of writers. The online market will provide a new paradigm.”
I kept spitting out what I wanted to say.
“Ghmm…..”
President Woongcheon Choi, who had been shouting loudly, let out a groan after hearing the words.
“It could be ruined before that market even arrives. In fact, the contracted authors do not publish books. If money is urgent, royalties go up… There are also writers who have been delayed by five works.”
The editor who was listening complained.
It was a story that circulated a lot on the Internet in the past.
“Writer Jang. You’re not wrong. But we also have to eat. 500 million is the amount of tax paid. Employees’ salaries, office rentals, print shops, and other businesses live only by looking at us.”
President Choi Woong-cheon added a complaint to the editor-in-chief’s words.
Truly, now is the time to endure.
“I will invest.”
“yes! Two investments!”
“I understand that Nice Media is a private business. Turn it into a corporation. The investment fund is 2 billion in the first round. Equity requires 49%.”
“!!!”
At the word 2 billion, the eyes of the two could not hide their excitement.
2 billion was a large amount of money for a small publishing market.
But the two were unaware.
In the future, when the board grows, there will be more people who want to join this board with tens of billions of dollars.
“And I will also publish a new book.”
“yes? New book?”
President Choi Ung-cheon, who is always surprised.
“What is the genre and title…?”
The editor-in-chief opened his eyes wide and showed interest.
“The fusion fantasy title is…”
