As the eight-year period was getting closer, K was inevitably anxious. Although he had been looking forward to the ending moment for these eight years, many things were not as simple as he had imagined before.

"I would recommend that you find a similar company to join, even if the price is lower." Kwang Soo seriously expressed his opinion when sitting in the office, "Small companies have no strength and no courage to take on such a tricky business as you. Moreover, the contract has been limiting your own development over the years. Everyone thinks that you can no longer write good songs... Except for those big companies, who dares to throw money into such a deal that is more lingering than gambling?"

Seeing that K was silent and did not respond, Kwang Soo asked tentatively: "Brother, do you want to find time to play a variety show or something? Isn't the PD who has a good relationship with us responsible for this? As long as we have the ownership of the son of music in our hands..."

"I don't want to mention this matter!" After interrupting Kwang-soo's words, K rarely looked serious. "The combination is something I have to protect all my life. How can I use it as a bargaining chip? If you don't want to do this, even thinking about it will make me feel ashamed to sleep..."

"Are you really ashamed or have other plans?" Kwang Soo couldn't help complaining, "Brother, what are you thinking in your heart? Can't you tell me to prepare in advance? The promotion of the new song is gone and there are not many activities. Do you just let me count the days by counting my fingers every day?"

"Why are you anxious..." K, who has been writing things, was so annoyed that he threw down his pen and said impatiently: "It's rare to want to write a song, but you're messing around... Can we do this with a plan? With the time of service, I have been suppressed for 10 years, ten years! Not ten months! K in everyone's eyes is no longer the omnipotent all-round captain back then, but just an outdated idol... If I want to return to everyone's sight, I need not only plans, but also an opportunity..."

"Opportunity?" Kwang Soo showed a confused look and looked at K in a daze, "What opportunity?"

"If I can say it, it's not a chance..." K threw down this sentence and continued to create his own creation. His agent usually looks quite smart, but at critical moments, he always involuntarily shows a silly look, making people not know what to say.

Kwang Soo also knew her faults, so when K didn't pay attention to him, she laughed tactfully and ran to the side to sort out the information in the office. There were still 18 days left... Looking at the dilapidated building that Kwang Soo had been staying for eight years and K had been staying for more than ten years, K couldn't help but feel a little reluctant. At the time, his idols were having a meeting here to study how to choose songs for the new album, right? I really want to go back to that time and see how lively it looks here...

"Brother Xun..."

"Hmm?" K frowned. Kwang-soo rarely calls his name like this on weekdays. He raised his head and looked at the other party. Kwang-soo stood there with a tall figure, looking at him seriously, "Son of Music, can I really see this name appear on the stage again? You said it at the beginning, right?"

K was stunned. Kwangsoo, who was smart and stupid on weekdays, seemed to have changed back to the way he first met 8 years ago. He no longer followed him and complained about economics constantly, but became the persistent fan. After opening his mouth, K wanted to give a reply that both of them could satisfy, but even a simple word "um", he could not say it easily.

"Hey, you are always like this. When you encounter such serious problems, it is realistic and terrifying. Even if you just cater to a word and tell and laugh... You have always been the worst fan service. I really can't think of why so many girls used to treat you as gods and love you to death..." He smiled and talked endlessly. The careless Kwang Soo had only one way to resolve the embarrassment. He turned around and picked up a thick cardboard box. He carefully packed up the trophys on the display stand.

"This is the Song Award in 1997, this is the best group in 1999... This is amazing! The original prize of the Song Award in 1994, and this, the newcomer prize in 1994..." Kwang Soo shook these two trophies and looked at K behind her with a smile, "At that time, who would have thought that the group who debuted would win three awards at a time? I was the fan of the music son that year... Newcomer, this prize... Huh?" Kwang Soo touched her head strangely, searching for the exhibition stand, and asked in confusion: "Where is there a trophy? That year's video award?"

K slowly raised his head, looked at Kwang Soo who was looking at each trophy, and said lightly: "Stop looking for it, that trophy is burning... When he won this prize, Zhang Xiandao kept saying that it belonged to him, and it burned it together at the funeral... There is no hurry to clean up the trophy, where are the materials I asked you to prepare?"

"Oh, on the table..." Knight said, and Kwang-soo couldn't help but look at the other party carefully, then pointed to the file bag on his desk, and asked curiously: "What's the use of asking me to organize these personal information? Can't these things be seen online? And those information from brokerage companies are not very prosperous..."

"Why do I go to see my own files online?" K picked up the thick file bag and said with a smile: "This thing is left for investors to see, and the information from the brokerage company is also... These are all things that will play a big role! Wipe the car well in a while and let's go to meet the investors!"

"Investor?" Kwang Soo stopped the work and looked at K in surprise, "Do you still have ten days left? What are you so anxious to find an investor? Are you going to sign a better brokerage company?"

"Which company will be suitable for me in this situation?" K said slowly: "Small companies dare not sign, and if they sign large companies, I'm afraid I won't let me follow my own temperament. In this state, where is there a more suitable choice besides finding a boss who is willing to invest in?"

"No wonder you have been reluctant to say it..." Kwang Soo scratched her hair and looked at K and asked, "But where did you find an investor? I don't remember you've made preparations for this before..."

"You know this person too!" K said with a smile: "If I remember correctly, you have no less dealing with him than me!"

"The rich man I know?" Kwang Soo was stunned for a moment, widened her eyes and looked at K, "You are not saying... it's too unreasonable! Brother, how could you think of finding him as an investor? If that guy doesn't make sense to do things, he will talk to you..."

"What's wrong with me?" K picked up the file bag and dragged Kwang-soo out the door, "Can personal problems get along with career? That guy can always tell the difference!"

"Isn't that guy just a person who works all by his personal preferences!" Kwang-soo was dragged all the way to the parking lot by K, muttering constantly, "You will regret it when you look for him, don't say that I didn't remind you!"

In the commercial district of Seoul, an exquisite small two-story building is located next to the bustling street. The layout of the building has taken some effort. From decoration to the decorations, it reflects the elegant taste here. If it weren't for the guests drinking coffee in groups of three or two in the lobby on the first floor, it would be hard to believe that this is a cafe.

"Welcome, do you have an appointment?" Kwang Soo and K were stopped by a charming waitress. The other party smiled politely, without any intention of giving way to the two. "Sir, sorry, we are a membership system here, and only accept member consumption and advance reservations..."

"I'll look for your boss, he should be on the second floor now, right? Please inform him and say that his friend asked him to talk about a big thing..." K smiled faintly and sat casually on the sofa at the door, "Don't worry, we'll wait here, you just need to report it..."

"Brother, will that guy meet us?" Although Kwang Soo was worried, her eyes had already followed the beautiful waiter upstairs. "Ah... the waiters here all look very beautiful..."

"Isn't that true!" K pulled Kwang Soo and sat beside him, and said with a smile: "Not everyone can come to this guy's cafe... Most of these waiters are trainees who have been in entertainment companies for more than a year. Some come here to do odd jobs to supplement living expenses, and some are simply poached by him for high salaries to do full-time jobs. Before he started working, there were special training. The waiters here are both men and women with artist style..."

"I really developed my personality to the extreme..." Kwang Soo sighed. It was hard to tell whether he was sarcastic or envious in his words. K sat there leisurely, looking up from time to time at the surveillance cameras turning on the roof, and occasionally laughing at the other side.
Chapter completed!