Peninsula: From a supporting actor to the best actor in Chungmuro

Chapter 177 The Demolition Plan for the Shared Apartment is Launched!

The van was parked quietly downstairs at Yoona's apartment building.

Jin Dayuan, with a toothpick in his mouth, tapped and swiped his rough fingers on the phone screen.

[Kim Dae-won]: Hello, Im Yoon-ah. No problem. You decide the time and place, and I'll coordinate.

As soon as the message was successfully sent, the passenger door was opened.

Kang Jae-hoon, carrying the crisp outdoor air and a faint, sweet peach scent, slipped inside.

He slammed the door shut.

Jin Dayuan tossed his phone into the cup holder.

He turned halfway around and looked the person in the passenger seat up and down without any attempt to hide it.

"You slept with her?"

Kang Jae-hoon paused, his hand still bent over as he pulled on the seatbelt. Without looking at him, he mumbled a reply:

“Uh… if you mean ‘sleep’ in the literal sense, like lying in a room on a bed all night… then that’s sleeping.”

"That is to say——"

Kim Dae-won found it hard to believe:
"You two, a man and a woman alone, shared a bed all night and nothing happened? You just slept?"

Kang Jae-hoon finally fastened his seatbelt, leaned back in his seat, and stared at the traffic outside the windshield:
"……Is such that."

Jin Dayuan: "..."

He remained silent for a full ten seconds.

His gaze swept over Kang Jae-hoon's face with a complex expression.

It was as if they were confirming whether the person in front of them had been replaced by aliens.

finally.

Jin Dayuan said nothing, only gave an ambiguous chuckle, shook his head, and started the car.

The car merged into the main road.

The brief silence was filled with the sound of engines.

"elder brother."

Kang Jae-hoon's slightly embarrassed voice rang out:

"Where are the underwear?"

Jin Dayuan drove without looking to the side, then gestured with his lip towards the back seat:
"In the back, in the paper bag."

Kang Jae-hoon leaned into the back seat.

Sure enough, I saw a white paper bag with the convenience store logo printed on it.

While waiting for the car to come to a complete stop at the red light.

He immediately unbuckled his seatbelt, deftly opened the car door, and climbed into the back seat.

The rear door opened again.

Kang Jae-hoon climbed back into the passenger seat, fastened his seatbelt again, and moved much more nimbly than before, his face showing less of the awkwardness he had displayed earlier.

The sense of security that new underwear brings is real.

however.

He felt externally secure, but his inner turmoil never ceased. In particular, the image of Yoona waving at him with a cat's paw was firmly etched in his mind, impossible to shake off.

"elder brother."

"Ok?"

"I have a friend..."

"Stop."

Kim Dae-won didn't even turn his head, he cut it off directly:

Save your fabricated stories. Just tell your own story.

"..."

Kang Jae-hoon choked, his throat constricted for a few seconds before he finally let out a breath. He poured out all the turmoil of unease, contradictions, and self-loathing churning within him, along with the chaos in Yoona's apartment, that kiss, and the heavy guilt he felt towards Lee Sung-kyung at that moment.

If it were yesterday.

Even before getting drunk.

He can still use vague terms like "work overlap" and "friendship" to hypnotize himself, finding a pitiful balance on the tightrope of morality and emotion.

But this morning!
That unexpected yet inevitable kiss—so what if Yoona took the initiative? He responded instinctively, indulged in it, and even aggressively demanded it; the genuine desire and pleasure of that moment couldn't be faked.

This is tantamount to personally welding that vague and ambiguous steel wire to the anvil of "having one foot in two boats"!
Jin Dayuan listened quietly to his chaotic explanation.

then.

He raised his hand, used his knuckles to press down hard, and with a "click," opened the driver's side window.

A strong wind, carrying exhaust fumes and the oppressive heat of summer, suddenly rushed in.

Almost at the same time.

He took out his cigarette case, tapped it twice on the back of his hand, and then took out a cigarette.

"Crack."

The lighter emitted a blue and yellow flame, igniting the cigarette.

The orange-red light flickered on and off at my fingertips.

The pungent, acrid smoke was quickly carried away and diluted by the incoming wind.

A little bit.

It dispelled the faint lingering scent of peach perfume from Yoona's apartment in the carriage.

"First, you have to admit that you are greedy."

"...I admit it."

Kang Jae-hoon admitted not only to the lingering feelings of affection for Im Yoon-ah and the guilt towards Lee Sung-kyung at this moment.

Even before that chaotic kiss, before the alcohol numbed him, and after the unspoken understanding between him and Lee Sung-kyung was finally broken, a certain corner of his heart still held a light for Im Yoon-ah.

It also left a half-open door for Bae Suzy's straightforward and provocative appeal.

He didn't want to shut it down.

Or.

Subconsciously resisting going to the door.

"That's how it is in this industry. Temptations abound, sincerity is mixed with falsehood, and the lines are as blurred as an old bed sheet that's been washed eight hundred times. Look up, all those predecessors whose careers collapsed and were reduced to shreds like QR codes, weren't they all full of promises back then?"

"So-called 'loyalty,' to put it bluntly, is 99% a choice based on a sense of responsibility and a clear mind, with only a little bit of feeling involved."

Jin Dayuan tapped the cigarette butt in his hand against the window, leaving a few specks of ash.

"Lee Sung-kyung makes you feel safe and warm, Im Yoon-a makes you feel excited and tender, Bae Suzy makes you feel excited and fresh... That's normal. They are like different landscapes, satisfying your different desires. That's human nature, there's nothing shameful about it."

But here's the problem—

"You can be greedy. But do you have the ability to support that greed? Do you have the responsibility to stabilize the situation after you've chosen them—or rather, after they've chosen you to some extent?"

"This requires skill, focus, and a constant sense of responsibility! It's not something you can just brush off with 'I couldn't control myself'!"

Let's get realistic—

Jin Dayuan took a deep drag on his cigarette and slowly exhaled:
How to navigate the complex relationships between the various parties?

How can resources and time be allocated fairly?

"If something goes wrong, if there's a leak, or if you're caught on camera, how will you defend yourself?"

"Can we risk everything to protect them from being implicated?"

"Don't be stupid enough to try and imitate those 'time management gurus' from second-rate news outlets. Do you think your little tricks can fool the paparazzi?"

"Of course, the most important thing is whether you can shoulder the responsibility—since you've chosen this path, you can't compromise on the stability you should provide for Lee Sung-kyung, you can't skimp on the delicate care you should give to Im Yoon-ah, and you can't neglect the emotional value you should provide to Bae Suzy. You have to make them genuinely feel that being by your side is more beneficial than harmful, not a compromise."

"If you don't have the skills, you'd better shut up your tricks as soon as possible."

“Choose one and treat them well. Your dilemma of ‘not wanting to choose’ is, frankly, selfishness. You want the good of this one, but you can’t bear to give up the wonderful one, and you don’t want to bear any consequences.”

"If all you can do is verbally express remorse, but can't control your actions or protect others, then you should go find a god and pray that the lightning won't strike you too hard."

Kim Dae-won's words struck Kang Jae-hoon's heart like a hammer blow.

Excuses about "instinct," "accident," or "passive involvement" appear pale and laughable in the face of this stark analysis of reality.

The essence of being a "jerk" is not about being attracted to someone.

Rather, it's the casualness towards others' feelings and the evasion of responsibility that comes after falling in love.

After listening to Jin Dayuan's words.

The confusion in Kang Jae-hoon's heart did not dissipate; on the contrary, it deepened.

But the core of the confusion seems to be shifting from the panic of "What should I do?" to the heavy reflection of "How should I choose and take responsibility?", quietly loosening and transforming.

Jin Dayuan, observing the changing expressions on his face, knew that the time was almost right.

He stubbed out his cigarette.

He casually tossed it into the car ashtray.

Restart the car.

"Alright, that's all the general principles I've covered."

Jin Dayuan's tone returned to normal, as if his previous insightful analysis was merely casual conversation:
"Where to next? The film set? Or should we find a place for you to calm down and think things through?"

The car slowly drove off the auxiliary road.

It merges into the surging traffic on the main road.

Kang Jae-hoon's gaze remained fixed on the ever-changing street scene outside the window, the sunlight reflecting off the glass curtain walls of the tall buildings somewhat dazzling. He pursed his lips, his voice a little dry, yet carrying a strange calm:

"Let's go to the film set."

He paused and added:

"...What needs to be done, still needs to be done."

There's no point in running away.

Filming must continue, but life must go on.

He needs time to process and re-examine that loosened, chaotic area in his heart that Jin Dayuan had forcibly pried open, a place tinged with a sense of being "authorized."

Jin Dayuan grunted through his nose and said nothing more, but stepped on the gas pedal hard, and the car sped forward.

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One p.m.

Deep within Apgujeong.

Inside a Japanese-style private room at a members-only Japanese restaurant.

The bamboo curtain is half-rolled up.

Tranquil and elegant.

A cup of light tea and several delicate appetizers were already laid out on the table.

Yoona was quietly looking at her phone, her blonde hair pulled back to reveal the beautiful lines of her neck.

The door to the private room was quietly pushed open by the waiter.

"Lim Yoona-ssi, I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

"No, I just arrived."

Im Yoona stood up and greeted him with a smile: "Manager Kim, please have a seat."

The small talk naturally started with the weather.

Quickly transition to Kang Jae-hoon.

Lim Yoona picked up her teacup:
"Is filming going smoothly for Jae-hoon lately? The pace of 'The Producers' seems very fast. You must be under a lot of pressure after changing directors, right?"

Jin Dayuan nodded:
"The filming was quite intense, but I'm in pretty good shape, except... I drank a bit too much last night."

Lim Yoona smiled, pursing her lips, and instead of responding to the drunken remark, said:

"He always says that Manager Kim is his anchor; with you around, he can act with peace of mind."

Jin Dayuan waved his hand: "It's my job. This kid is talented and willing to work hard. He's just a bit stubborn sometimes."

"With a good pivot point, you can walk steadily if you know the right path."

Lin Yoona put down her teacup, and her tone naturally shifted:
"Speaking of which... Manager Kim wants to do some more stable financial planning for Jae-hoon?"

Kim Dae-won abruptly stopped chewing—this was something he and Kang Jae-hoon had discussed privately, only three months ago.

How could she know?!

He remained expressionless, put down his chopsticks, picked up a napkin, and wiped his mouth.

"Oh? I have had that thought. Is Yoona-ssi... also interested in this?"

Instead of answering directly, Yoona took a thin, unmarked kraft paper folder from her elegant handbag on the chair next to her and gently pushed it to the center of the table.

Jin Dayuan took the folder and opened it.

Inside were several pages of clearly printed, detailed data, with concise and professional charts.

The above is an analysis of the rental market, estimated returns, and risk warnings for several potential areas in Seoul's Gangnam, Seocho, and Gyeonggi Province's Bundang and Seongnam.

—Renting the whole place?!
Jin Dayuan's heart was in turmoil.

He did consider renting the entire apartment initially, as it was a steady way to accumulate wealth.

But the problem is—startup capital!
Kang Jae-hoon did earn some money, but he had to cover his image expenses and pay taxes...

The cash flow that can be accumulated for this kind of long-term investment is far from enough to unlock truly valuable, high-quality properties.

Moreover, it requires dedicated management, so he has been putting it aside and only keeping it at the "thinking" stage.

Seeing that he was carefully reviewing the information, Lim Yoona then revealed the core solution:

“I personally have a very positive outlook on this model, and I hope it can provide an extra layer of solid protection for Zai Xun’s future development. So…”

“I can invest funds as a start-up. The project will be held and managed by Jae-hoon—or his designated agent or company.”

Jin Dayuan looked at the exciting data in the document.

Listening to Yoona's flawless plan.

There were already huge waves in my heart.

It's not a loan.

It's not just a simple investment.

This is not a small-scale gift or resource exchange.

It's a joint asset made of real money!
If it works successfully.

This is an incredibly strong and difficult-to-sever bond of interests.

From now on, Yoona's "goodness" will not only be a matter of affection, but will be a concrete contractual agreement concerning the security of assets and future income, reflecting a shared interest. "Of course."

Yoona's voice rang out at the right time:

“The specific operations, site selection, legal procedures... these tedious but crucial tasks require experienced and trustworthy people like Jin Broker Nim to oversee and manage them.”

"I trust you, and so do I."

"..."

After the shock.

Jin Dayuan was rapidly weighing the pros and cons in his mind:

For Kang Jae-hoon, this was absolutely a windfall.

This is an excellent opportunity to rapidly accumulate initial assets and pave a stable path to wealth.

Lin Yoona's financial strength and the resources, connections, and information channels behind her are immeasurable help, allowing him to avoid many years of hard work.
For myself.

As Kang Jae-hoon's agent, being deeply involved in and leading such a substantial real-world investment project not only significantly enhances one's own value and influence, but also allows one to obtain continuous and substantial income far exceeding agent commissions.

This is a qualitative leap.

but……

Kim Dae-won always felt that Im Yoon-ah's motives were impure.

It's obvious to anyone that she did much more than just help Kang Jae-hoon manage his finances and make money.

Rather, it is a web woven for future relationships that is difficult to escape.

Once accepted.

Kang Jae-hoon's emotional choices will be greatly reduced, and he may even be unable to control his own destiny.

This girl...

It's all about people!
And it's the kind that includes the person and their future together!

The two ends of the scale were swinging violently.

Have to admit.

The temptation is too great.

It was so big that even Kim Dae-won, who considered himself realistic and shrewd, felt his mouth dry and his heart racing.

But behind the enormous temptation lies a deeper responsibility and a more complex situation.

Jin Dayuan let out a long sigh and carefully gathered the documents and put them back into the file bag.

"Lim Yoona-ssi, I thank you on behalf of Jae-hoon for your kindness and courage. However, I personally suggest you reconsider. After all, there are too many variables in the future..."

The subtext of this statement couldn't be clearer:
With your vision and qualifications, why would you bet on such a "potential stock"?
The risk and return are not proportional.

As intelligent as Lim Yoon-a is, she naturally understood his unspoken meaning.

however.

She showed no sign of offense or anger; instead, she flashed a bright and gentle smile.

"Manager Kim, thank you so much for speaking from my perspective. No wonder President Hoon said that you are not only his manager, but also a reliable older brother."

This affirmation stirred something within Jin Dayuan.

"Investment naturally involves its risks and return cycles. I trust my judgment."

She picked up her teacup, gently blew on the tea leaves floating on the surface, and her gaze fell tenderly on Jin Dayuan:
"I also trust Manager Kim's judgment—just like how you spotted that unknown newcomer extra in Thailand and went back to Korea with him without hesitation. I greatly admire your ability and courage to recognize talent."

Jin Dayuan: "..."

His hand holding the teacup stiffened almost imperceptibly for a moment.

Good guy.

Has she figured out all the secrets of his and Jae-hoon's "revolutionary friendship"?
This girl's intelligence network and her level of attention to Kang Jae-hoon's past far exceeded his expectations.

He was silent.

Inside the private room, only the faint sound of flowing water outside the bamboo curtain and the slight sloshing of tea in the cup remained.

This silence is not resistance.

Rather, it is about digesting and weighing the massive amount of information and even greater temptations.

After a moment, Jin Dayuan slowly spoke:

“I felt Yoona’s trust and courage. However…”

He tapped the brown paper folder on the table:
"This project involves a lot of important considerations, including the funding scale, the selection criteria for specific regions, the design of the legal entity structure, risk isolation measures, the formation of the subsequent management team and the division of responsibilities. These are all very important matters and require very detailed assessment and planning."

“I need some time to carefully study these details. In addition, I must find a professional financial advisor and legal team to conduct a preliminary feasibility analysis. After that, we can discuss the specific cooperation framework in detail.”

"of course."

Yoona nodded happily:
"Caution is warranted. I will also be preparing a more detailed plan on my end."

The initial agreement on the investment made the atmosphere in the private room seem a little more relaxed.

But Yoona did not end the conversation there.

She put down her teacup, her tone still gentle, even carrying a perfectly appropriate hint of concern, but the words inside were like needles chilled to the bone:
“Besides his long-term career planning, Hoon’s current personal life also directly affects his public image and work focus. In some situations… I think Manager Kim understands better than I do and is better positioned to intervene and guide him.”

coming!

Jin Dayuan's heart skipped a beat.

The true meaning of "the dagger is revealed when the map is unrolled" indeed followed closely behind!
He remained expressionless, simply listening attentively and waiting for what was to come.

"First, let's talk about the living environment."

"The security conditions in that shared apartment in Seongsu-dong are, after all, limited. As Jae-hoon's fame grows, living with a woman—especially a model who is also active in the public eye—is not only a huge privacy risk, but also makes him more susceptible to media speculation and malicious interpretation. This is detrimental to the professional actor image he is trying to cultivate."

Finished speaking.

She observed Kim Dae-won's reaction and then offered a "solution":
“I think it’s time to suggest that Zai Xun move out. Find a more independent, private, and secure place to live.”

"This is more beneficial for his work focus, personal privacy protection, and the security of assets in potential future investment projects."

"As Kim's most trusted business partner and elder brother, it would be more natural and persuasive for you to offer this professional advice."

Lin Yoona lightly tapped the spot where the brown paper document bag had once lay, applying a subtle pressure:
"After all, if unnecessary scandals arise because of living conditions... it would be devastating for Jae-hoon's career."

"Then the investment and development plans we just discussed regarding his future may also be affected, or even canceled."

Jin Dayuan: "..."

Good guy!
Let him break up the six-year-old relationship between Kang Jae-hoon and Lee Sung-kyung?
He could almost foresee how strong Kang Jae-hoon's reaction would be.

but……

Yoona's reasons were plausible and even subtly threatened the huge profits she had just made, leaving him momentarily unable to find a point of rebuttal.

however.

Before Kim Dae-won could fully digest this hot potato, Im Yoon-a seamlessly switched the topic:

"Also, regarding the filming of 'The Producers'... I heard that the screenwriter added some... um, intimate scenes in post-production? Like kissing scenes?"

"As an audience member, I certainly understand the need for dramatic effect. But as someone who... cares about his long-term development."

Lim Yoona cleverly glossed over the definition of her identity:
“I think that too many intimate scenes, especially those that are not necessary for the plot logic—such as some that may be due to the actors’ improvisation or added by the production team for the sake of popularity—can easily make the audience lose immersion, and may also bring unnecessary trouble and public pressure to the actors themselves.”

“Manager Kim is a professional. You have a strong position and responsibility in terms of script control and supervision of filming standards. From the perspective of protecting the image of the artists and ensuring the final quality of the work, you should communicate with the production team in a timely and reasonable manner.”

She then offered specific "suggestions":
"For example, could we explore using more subtle and sophisticated methods to express the characters' emotions? Or, if it's not absolutely necessary to advance the plot, could we appropriately suggest adjusting those overly frequent or even potentially off-topic intimate interactions?"

At last.

She gave Kim Dae-won a "righteous" reason that he couldn't refuse:
"After all, Xun's future success cannot be built solely on the fleeting 'CP popularity' of one or two idol dramas. Excessively and artificially exploiting this popularity will likely do more harm than good to his future development of more profound roles."

Jin Dayuan: "..."

The three words "Ashiba" played on repeat in his mind.

He finally understood Yoona's combination of moves:
First, use a huge, irresistible "capital cheese" to lure this old fox onto the ship.

As long as he opens his mouth towards the cheese.

The next step is to be forced to become her puppet—

He destroyed Kang Jae-hoon and Lee Sung-kyung's home, then went to the film set to play the villain and restrict his interactions with Bae Suzy!

Kim Dae-won felt frustrated at being used as a pawn.

But at the same time, I was also shocked by Yoona's meticulously planned and step-by-step scheme.

This girl is young and looks gentle, but her skills, temperament, and ability to plan for the long term are frighteningly shrewd!
These two things.

Each of these actions would be extremely offensive and could potentially ruin his job.

But the key is...

He and Kang Jae-hoon desperately needed these enormous profits!

That's not a small amount of money; it's a ticket to cross social classes overnight!

This was a capital operation that Jin Dayuan had never dared to even imagine in his entire career!
Can he say no?
Are you willing to refuse?
The answer is definitely yes.

Jin Dayuan ruffled his hair in frustration.

How could he not know the current status of Kang Jae-hoon and Lee Sung-kyung?

The consequences of forcibly separating this loving couple...

He dared not promise to implement it immediately.

They only agreed to "chat".

In contrast.

The demand to "interfere with kissing scenes" is relatively more acceptable.

This is, after all, within the scope of an agent's regular work.

Protecting artists, controlling the scope of content, and maintaining the reputation of their works.

Although Bae Suzy will definitely be unhappy, and screenwriter Park Ji-eun may also have some ideas, there is relatively more room for maneuver, and the reasons are more respectable.

Yoona received the initial response she wanted, and her smile melted away like a spring breeze, instantly transforming her back into the perfect, gentle, and top-tier celebrity.
"Then I'm relieved. I have absolute trust in Manager Kim's professionalism and his deep care for Jae-hoon."

"..."

Kim Dae-won appears all smiles, but inside he's cursing and swearing!

"Om - hum -"

at this time.

The screen of Lim Yoon-a's phone, which was on the table, lit up.

She gracefully picked up the phone and answered:
"...Okay, I'm on my way back. I'll definitely be at the practice room within half an hour."

The phone hangs up.

Yoona put her phone back in her bag, then took out a plain white envelope without any markings.

The envelope was not thick.

But it was clearly filled with something quite heavy.

Without the slightest hesitation or embarrassment, she naturally pushed it to the center of the table, stopping it in front of Jin Dayuan:
"This is just a small token of my appreciation. I apologize for taking up your precious time, Mr. Kim. Consider it payment for afternoon tea, or a small subsidy for treating the professionals to coffee while you're out there researching for Jae-hoon."

"in addition."

"The core of our conversation today is, of course, the future investment and development plan for Jae-hoon."

"As for those small acts of care in his life, these are just some internal communication and planning ideas that we, as the people who care about him the most and trust him the most, have to make his future path more focused and smoother, with fewer unnecessary storms and entanglements."

"Since it's a well-intentioned suggestion, I think..."

"Is there any need to let Jae-hoon know these details?"

"To avoid causing him unnecessary trouble and distracting him from his work. Manager Kim, you agree... right?"

Kim Dae-won looked at Lim Yoon-a's smiling, seemingly untouched, perfect face, then at the bright envelope on the table that seemed to be a "hush money" payment.

An indescribable feeling of suffocation was stuck in my chest.

He felt like an old horse with its reins on, knowing there was a pit ahead, but having no choice but to jump in—because the pit was filled with golden hay.

"……clear."

He could only manage to squeeze out those two words through clenched teeth, his cheek muscles twitching slightly involuntarily. He then reached out, picked up the envelope, and stuffed it directly into the inside pocket of his suit jacket.

A radiant smile, as if a great weight had been lifted from her shoulders, appeared on Yoona's face.
"Thank you for your help, Mr. Kim. I'm heading to the office now. I'll keep in touch later."

She stood up, nodded slightly, picked up her bag, and left the private room with her dazzling blonde hair.

The bamboo curtain swayed.

Jin Dayuan was the only one left in the private room.

He picked up the slightly cooled tea on the table, tilted his head back, and took a big gulp, the bitter taste spreading in his mouth.

Put down the tea cup.

Kim Dae-won couldn't help but mutter a curse under his breath.

This bowl of soft rice... no, this overwhelming wealth and the hot potato that comes with it, can you handle it, Kang Jae-hoon?

This time, you've really dragged me into a bottomless pit!
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On the set of "The Producers".

During a break in filming in the afternoon.

Bae Suzy was sitting on a lounge chair, looking down at the script for the next scene.

Her assistant was quietly going over the lines with her.

Sudden.

"Ah sneeze——!"

A sudden, loud sneeze, with a cute, nasal tone, came out without warning.

Bae Suzy quickly covered her mouth and nose, her body trembling slightly.

"Are you alright? Is the fan too cold?"

The assistant was startled and quickly handed over a tissue, asking with concern.

Bae Suzy took the tissue, rubbed her slightly itchy nose, her beautiful brows furrowed slightly, and her eyes held a hint of confusion that she couldn't quite explain.

strangeness.

Why did I suddenly sneeze?

It's not cold at all...

She sniffed, subconsciously looked up, her gaze passing over the busy crew members and landing on Kang Jae-hoon, who was talking to the director not far away.

at that time.

Kang Jae-hoon was facing away from her, wearing that cute rookie PD outfit, his thick bangs partially covering his forehead, listening intently to the director's words.

As Bae Soo-ji watched, her earlier doubts were forgotten, and a faint smile unconsciously curved her lips.

(End of this chapter)