Peninsula, starting with being neighbors with Lee Kwang-soo

Park Bo-young blushed more and more as she listened!

"Why do we feel like we're a married couple?"

"Why do we feel like we're a married couple?"

Both of them were wondering the same thing!

"You two adulterers have finally shown up."

"Tell me, how do you want to die!" Jack Torrance's voice suddenly rang out.

The two were stunned for a moment. Lee Kwang-soo appeared from behind the car, staring at them with bloodshot eyes!

Holy crap!

Qin Wen exclaimed in surprise and turned to look at Park Bo-young with a resentful expression.

"Oppa, haven't you been very busy lately?" Park Bo-young asked, puzzled.

"I took half a day off just to come and wait for you guys!"

Lee Kwang-soo gritted his teeth as he spoke and walked forward.

"Oppa, let's talk about this tonight, Qin Wen's going to be late!"

Park Bo-young stood in front of Qin Wen and explained.

"Ah...yes, yes, yes!"

I'm going to be late. It's not good to be late on my first day.

"Kwang-soo hyung, I'll apologize to you tonight!" Qin Wen quickly poked his head out from behind and admitted defeat.

"you....!"

Lee Kwang-soo's resentment is about to explode!

But he knew the two were right, so he could only awkwardly step aside and watch them walk away!

"These beasts, none of them are as good as me!"

She's so angry, and she's still worried about her brother's job!!!

Lee Kwang-soo wiped away unseen tears from the corners of his eyes and sighed.

"Noona, thank you!" Qin Wen looked at Park Bo-young gratefully from inside the car.

"Don't provoke Oppa anymore, he's capable of anything when he goes crazy."

Park Bo-young sighed and tried to comfort Qin Wen.

Qin Wen pursed his lips and didn't say anything!

YG downstairs.

"Thank you, Nuna. I'll treat you to Chinese food tonight."

"This time, I won't invite Kwang-soo hyung; I'll prepare a delicious meal just for you!" Qin Wen said to Park Bo-young before getting out of the car.

"he...!"

When Park Bo-young heard that Qin Wen wanted to invite her to dinner alone that evening, she was stunned and didn't rush to drive. It was unclear what she was thinking, but there were occasional bursts of laughter coming from inside the car.

Park Bo-young only snapped out of her daze when YG security guards came and knocked on her car window.

After quickly apologizing, I went home.

Qin Wen walked into the lobby and went to the front desk. It was the same waiter from yesterday morning. Upon seeing Qin Wen, the waiter quickly stood up.

"Mr. Qin, you've arrived. The president has already given instructions; let me take you there!"

Qin Wen nodded and followed the receptionist.

Upon arriving on the 5th floor, the receptionist opened the door, handed Qin Wen the key, employee ID, and meal card, and left after asking if everything was alright.

Qin Wen locked the production studio door, inwardly cursing, "Idiot, you've used that expert producer!"

[Ding, the director is using "Producer Mastery", please wait.]

Seeing that there was no movement for a while, Qin Wen was about to light a cigarette.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his head, but he dared not cry out, afraid of attracting the attention of others.

"Holy crap, why does it hurt so much?"

[When the master became fluent in Korean, didn't he already know? I thought the master wasn't afraid of pain.]

Qin Wen felt that the idiot was mocking him, but he didn't have time to curse him now.

He crouched on the ground, holding his head, gritting his teeth and enduring it.

5 minute later.

Qin Wencai recovered.

"Phew," Qin Wen breathed a long sigh of relief. He now looked at these machines with complete familiarity.

Ten minutes later, after Qin Wen checked all the equipment and found nothing wrong, he got to work.

At 10:30 a.m., Qin Wen, who was immersed in his work, heard a knock on the door. His expression darkened, but he resisted the urge to open it.

He also understood why producers and directors had such bad tempers.

Being interrupted while creating something is exactly the same as being interrupted while doing something else!

I opened the door and saw a 30-year-old man wearing glasses standing in the doorway.

"May I ask who you are?" Qin Wen asked, puzzled.

"Hello Producer Qin, my name is Kim Ji-yong, and I'm BLACKPINK's manager..."

Oh..., BLACKPINK is the name of Jisoo and the other girls!

Jin Zhiyong greeted Qin Wen with a smile.

"What brings you here?" Qin Wen asked again.

"Oh, is that so? I wanted to ask Producer Qin..."

"How is the process of song recording, album production, and MV shooting planned? I'll make the arrangements!" Jin Zhiyong said politely.

After thinking for a moment, Qin Wen began to make arrangements.

"Have them come over at 11:30. I want to test their voices first."

I'll think about the album production and cover design before contacting you again.

As for the music video, you can hire an assistant director; they don't need to be too famous.

Just follow my instructions, and let me know once you find it!

While Qin Wen was speaking, Jin Zhiyong took out paper and pen to take notes.

After he finished speaking, he nodded, closed his pen and paper, and bowed.

"Okay, I understand. I'll have them come over at 11:30. I'll come find you again after I find the assistant director!"

Qin Wen shook hands with him and closed the door again to continue making the product.

I don't know how much time passed, but the knocking started again.

"Damn it... I still lack experience!"

Interrupted again, Qin Wen got up irritably and checked the time, knowing that it was Fenmo who had arrived.

He composed himself, smiled, and went to open the door.

Upon opening the door, as expected, the four members of BLACKPINK were standing there. What was unexpected was that Park Hong-joon, the "creditor," had arrived again.

"Hello, Producer Qin," the fourth daughter said, bowing respectfully upon seeing Qin Wen.

Helpless, Qin Wen bowed in return, inwardly cursing, "This feudal dregs!"

Then, looking at Park Hong-joon behind her, she asked in confusion, "Hong-joon hyung, what brings you here?"

"Oh... I just came to watch you record and learn something!" Park Hong-joon laughed loudly.

Actually, Yang Juhua asked him to come and keep an eye on Qin Wen's abilities.

Qin Wen had guessed it, but didn't say anything, and instead invited everyone in.

Thinking of something, he looked apologetically at his fourth daughter.

"Excuse me, I was smoking inside just now. How about we wait a bit until the smoke clears up before going in?"

The fourth daughter never expected that this aloof and handsome man would smoke.

For reasons unknown, Kim Jisoo whispered a reminder.

"Producer Qin, smoking is bad for your health, please smoke less!"

The group was taken aback by Kim Jisoo's concern.

The other three exchanged amused glances, while Park Hong-joon remained indifferent.

"It's okay, which producer doesn't smoke? A cigarette gives me inspiration when I'm writing songs!"

After Park Hong-joon finished speaking, he looked at Qin Wen with an expression that said, "I understand you."

Qin Wen looked at Park Hong-jun, who seemed to want to sympathize with him, and then at Kim Ji-soo, who was pretending to be an ostrich with her head down. He awkwardly touched his nose and said, "I understand."

Kim Jisoo inwardly cursed herself for being crazy.

"It's all because of my younger sisters, they always tease me, making me blurt out these embarrassing things!"

Afraid of embarrassment, Qin Wen took out his phone and looked at the group.

"There's nothing to do right now. Listen to these three songs first, get familiar with them, and then we'll go in and test the sound quality!"

Upon seeing this, the fourth daughter quickly and respectfully took the phone, and even the ostrich-like Kim Jisoo leaned over to listen.

Jennie was the first to pick up her phone and play the video; she had been incredibly curious about it since yesterday!

As the catchy whistling sounded, the four girls gradually became immersed in the music, getting more and more excited as they listened, and occasionally glancing at Qin Wen chatting with Hong Jun oppa.

"Qin Wen, how are your last three songs going?"

Park Hong-joon and Qin Wen stood to the side smoking, and he couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.