Peninsula: Please, I only want to talk about ordinary people.

Chapter 5 "Young Miss," please do me a favor.

"Yongtai, you know the rules here, right?"

Luo Yingxi looked at him, his smile slowly fading.

Jiang Yongtai nodded earnestly.

"The pressure is no less than that of KBS; if something goes wrong, no one will help you shoulder the burden."

"Know."

"What about the penalty for breach of contract? I heard it was quite a large sum."

"I can handle that myself."

Luo Yingxi stared at him, making sure that every word the kid uttered was something he had thought through himself, then picked up his wine glass and gestured to him.

"Okay, next time tvN has a get-together, I'll tell your masked writer to drink less."

Steady!

Jiang Yongtai understood and raised his glass to clink with his.

Lee Yu-ting added from the side, "Yong-tai, have you finished writing your complete proposal?"

Jiang Yongtai downed the liquor in one gulp, put down the glass, turned to her, and nodded.

"It's finished, Nuna."

"That's fine once it's written." Li Youting put his phone on the table and pushed up his glasses.

"But Yongtai, your plan doesn't really fit with our current team atmosphere."

She was very direct, but she wasn't rejecting his offer to join.

"Yu-ting is right, but I will pass it on to Chief Li Ming-han and Chief Nan Sheng-yong for you. You should know these two."

Luo Yingxi nodded and took over the conversation.

Jiang Yongtai smiled and nodded, his eyes filled with gratitude.

"Thank you, Youngseok."

Lee Myung-han, a former KBS PD, is the one who brought Na Young-seok into tvN.

Nam Seung-yong, who previously created the nationally popular variety show "Family Outing" on SBS, has joined tvN this year.

One of these two people sat in the position of head of the content production department, while the other held the seal of head of the content planning department.

When Na Young-seok mentioned those two names, it meant more than just "I'll help you submit a proposal."

Luo Yingxi waved his hand, stopping him from continuing his words of gratitude, picked up the wine bottle and poured wine for himself and Jiang Yongtao, adding a sentence as he did so.

"Don't worry, I still have some connections with KBS. If you leave, you might not actually have to pay the penalty for breach of contract."

Lee Woo-jung sighed, leaned back in his chair, looked at Na Young-seok, and then at Kang Young-tae.

"Sigh, you're all tired of seeing oppas. We finally have a new guy, but he might not even make it into our team yet."

Luo Yingxi stopped pouring the wine and looked at her with a helpless expression.

"Yu-jung, are we really that bad? Min-ho approves of my fashion sense too."

He puffed out his chest, showing off.

Li Youting glanced at him.

"Does Minho mean that he approves?"

Luo Yingxi opened his mouth, but couldn't find the next sentence.

Li Youting had already turned back to pick up the meat, his expression as if he hadn't said anything.

Jiang Yongtai sat opposite them with a smile, watching the two bicker. He didn't interrupt, but simply picked up the wine bottle and filled the glass in front of Li Youting.

He knew this was their way of getting along; Na Young-seok's team was known in the industry for its great atmosphere.

Despite their bickering, when they got to the filming set, Na Young-seok would have had a headache without the lead writer, Lee Woo-jung.

My choice was not wrong.

……

Jiang Yongtai helped Jin Chengyu stand by the roadside to wait for a designated driver. He was completely dead, mumbling something incoherently.

Luo Yingxi and Li Youting have already left.

As he was leaving, Lee Woo-ting patted Kang Young-tae on the shoulder and said, "Send the proposal to my email." Na Young-seok stood beside him without saying a word, only waving his hand.

Tonight's dinner is a done deal!

Jiang Yongtai sighed as he looked at the night sky, where the stars were nowhere to be seen.

When the designated driver arrived, Jiang Yongtai gave Jin Chengyu's address, intending to take the guy back first.

As the car started moving, the dazzling neon lights were slowly left behind. He leaned back in his seat, his mind still reeling from the dinner table.

He mentally reviewed the work handover at KBS...

"The Non-Existent Tone-Deaf" is already scrapped; there's nothing good left to submit...

What else? Those unfinished project drafts on your workstation? That curled-up revision in your drawer?

He gave a wry smile, shook his head, and said, "Never mind."

As he watched the street scene recede into the distance, he suddenly remembered the question that Sana had asked him yesterday.

"And you"……

Those two words sounded light and airy, but they haven't landed yet.

He hesitated for a moment, then reached into his pocket, pulled out his phone, and scrolled through his contacts.

Her name is not on the list; it has been completely removed.

When they broke up, it was like they were competing to see who could be more ruthless. They deleted all contact information and wiped out all photos, as if whoever left even a trace of the other would lose.

My phone suddenly vibrated, and a Kakao message popped up.

"Young Miss": "Working? Want to play games?"

Jiang Yongtai paused for a moment, staring at the screen, and suddenly realized that he had just walked into a dead end.

If we can't find her, we can ask a mutual friend to pass on the message.

"No, I just finished a dinner party and I'm going home now. You can call if you can wait."

"You've been drinking? You're not going to screw me over, are you?"

"I didn't drink much. By the way, do me a favor."

"Huh? You haven't contacted me since the concert ended, and now that I've contacted you, you want my help? Let's make it clear first, no money."

Jiang Yongtai scrolled up the chat history twice.

Indeed, on February 11th, at the Fukuoka concert, he sent a message saying "Good luck, be careful," and she replied with a heart emoji.

After that, everything went blank. More than a month passed, and she didn't ask him to play games, nor did he ask her how she was doing in Japan.

"Uh, I'm sorry, I was just worried about affecting your recovery, not asking to borrow money."

"Just kidding, what do you need my help with?"

Jiang Yongtai placed his fingers on the keyboard, thought for a moment, and decided to confess first.

"I met with Saka yesterday."

"!!!"

Three exclamation marks popped up almost instantly, followed by another message.

"Did Sana hit you?! Why are you only telling me now?!"

"Wait a minute, the help you're talking about isn't......"

It was followed by an "I understand" emoji sticker, with a penguin pushing up its glasses and its eyes gleaming with an all-knowing light.

Jiang Yongtai was speechless.

"It's not what you think. We just chatted for a bit, but the thing I need your help with is indeed related to her."

"Sana didn't hit you?"

A regretful expression.

"It's related to her? But it's not like I'm trying to win her back. What is it then?"

Jiang Chengtai sighed helplessly as he looked at the sentence, unable to understand why this person, who had never supported them in the first place, would suddenly say such a thing.

"You're overthinking it. I just want you to tell her that I'm going to tvN soon, that's all."

"You went to tvN?! When did that happen?!"

"Just confirmed, thank you so much, Nan-chan. I'll rest for a bit and contact you again when I get home."

After sending the message, Jiang Yongtai placed his phone face down on his knees and closed his eyes.

The lights outside the car window flashed across his face, and a slight smile, which he probably didn't even notice, played at the corners of his mouth.

On the other end of the phone, Mina stared wide-eyed at the message, stunned for a few seconds.

What the heck...

Either of these two things, taken individually, is worth a video call that would last an hour!

Don't you know I'm incredibly bored?! And I have to wait for him to come home?!

She angrily slammed her fist on the penguin pillow on the bed.

The penguin, clutching its head which had been hammered askew, offered no comment.