The Third-Gen Chaebol Becomes a Genius Actor

Chapter 63: You owe me.

Everyone was dressed in short sleeves and shorts, with slippers on their feet, to match the cozy weather. 

They could easily jump into the water if they felt like it.

“Writer Seo, our opening is in three days, right?”

“Yes.”

“Should we dip our feet in the water for a bit?”

At the words of the big brother, Park Seung-hwan, Choi Jun-young and Kim I-jun ran to the sea. Jin Su-ho followed them leisurely.

“Doesn’t Seung-hwan uncle look more like a kid than them?”

“Right?”

Yoo Yeon Seo and Lee Yoon-jung watched the four men splashing water in the shade.

“But we call him brother, and you’re the only one who calls him uncle?”

After the meeting, the cast members got along well under Park Seung-hwan’s lead. 

They all had good social skills, so Yoo Yeon Seo could join them easily.

Except for Kim I-jun, they were all good connections to have. Especially Park Seung-hwan.

“We were in a weekend drama together five years ago, playing the roles of a young uncle and a nephew. Since then, I’ve been calling him uncle instead of brother.”

“Ah…”

The camera didn’t miss them. 

Lee Yoon-jung, who had explosive chemistry with any actor, and Yoo Yeon Seo, who had a unique beauty in the entertainment industry full of pretty and handsome people. 

They looked like a painting, with a tingling atmosphere, just by standing side by side.

“You looked unhappy earlier.”

“Oh… Is it because of motion sickness?”

Did you see that? Yoo Yeon Seo lied calmly. 

Lee Yoon-jung didn’t doubt his and let it go. He must be tired after using all kinds of transportation to get here.

“Do you always pay attention to your surroundings?”

Lee Yoon-jung smiled bitterly.

“I’ve been a child actor since I was four.”

“Yes.”

“People said things about me. She’s not like a child. Why can’t she act more mature?”

“What, nonsense…”

“Don’t you think it’s funny?”

He shed the title of a child actor and became a successful actress. 

Now, he was a national star, who could be recognized by his name alone.

Lee Yoon-jung was 34 now… He had been active for 30 years.

‘Amazing.’

Even in the memory of Kang Jin-hoo, a person from the future, Lee Yoon-jung had always shown her face in the media, and he was still acting actively in her 70s.

What would it be like to devote your life to acting?

“So that’s why… I became sensitive to other people’s eyes. It’s a habit.”

The concept of ‘Welcome to the Guest House’ was to show the chemistry between the cast members and tell their stories.

Some of the staff who heard his felt sorry for her, but Yoo Yeon Seo revised his thoughts a bit. 

The person she had to be most wary of, Lee Yoon-jung.

“Are you not going, Yoon-jung sister? Kim I-jun is calling you.”

“I’m going to put on some sunscreen. What about you?”

“I have something to check.”

Yoo Yeon Seo turned to the other side. 

Lee Yoon-jung glanced at his back and saw Kim I-jun coming towards her with water to splash on him. 

He had to be careful because the distance was far, and the seawater he brought with his hand quickly ran out. 

He looked like a raccoon washing cotton candy, and she laughed out loud.

“Are you trying to splash seawater on me?”

“Seung-hwan hyung told me to!”

“I-jun! Why did you say that!”

There was an outdoor bar for Choi Jun-young, who liked making cocktails, and a space for a campfire in front of it.

‘There’s this too…’

While everyone was distracted by the sea, Yoo Yeon Seo observed the guest house alone and looked for the blind spots of the camera.

The production team that arrived first had already installed cameras all over the guest house. He looked at the camera with an indifferent expression and headed inside.

‘There’s no bathroom or toilet, of course… And one in the bedroom.’

He wouldn’t use the bedroom alone anyway, so his privacy wasn’t guaranteed.

Anyway, there were enough blind spots for the camera. But not only the camera, but also the audio was a problem… Should he look outside more?

‘Ah, whatever… It’ll be fine.’

He didn’t plan to synchronize his memory while he was here.

In fact, he hadn’t seen Lee Hee-seo’s illusion since the screening room. 

Yoo Yeon Seo wondered if he was overreacting and tried to join the cast members on the beach.

“Huh?”

But something was strange.

“They’re calling you from outside, Yeon Seo. Come and soak your feet in the water.”

“I’ll just check this.”

Yoo Yeon Seo searched the house persistently. 

The viewers who didn’t know the situation might find him meticulous, but the production team was nervous. 

Yoo Yeon Seo looked around anxiously and glanced at the VJ following him.

“What’s missing?”

He opened the closet and searched the bathroom, and found that the guest house was lacking a lot of things to run. 

And even in the space where the cast members would live, there were things missing, like blankets or pillows.

“Why does it look so… empty? Right, PD?”

Yoo Yeon Seo talked to himself for the production team to hear. 

Lee Jae-hak PD, who felt something was wrong, followed him, and met his eyes with Yoo Yeon Seo. He flinched his shoulders.

“What is it?”

“Well…”

Yoo Yeon Seo turned his head around and avoided the PD’s eyes. Writer Seo, who was watching, laughed.

I guess Itaekyung was right when he said not to trust the bastards from the broadcasting station. They had a trick prepared behind the cast members’ backs.

“Don’t tell me they gave us money to buy what we need, but the money is ridiculously small, and we can fill the guest house with supplies depending on how we bargain. Something like that?”

“Wow… Yeon Seo, this is not your first time on a variety show, is it?”

“What do we do without towels? What about the people who went into the sea outside?”

The PD sweated profusely. Yoo Yeon Seo looked at him with his arms crossed.

“Can you pretend you don’t know for now?”

“That would be nice.”

The PD answered quickly with a bright expression, and Yoo Yeon Seo smirked. He looked like a devil’s smile to the PD.

“You owe me, PD.”

“Owe you? Anyway, the others will find out soon.”

“Still, I revealed your plan first. How about you let me do whatever I want once?”

“Only once.”

Itaekyung said they were vicious bastards from the broadcasting station, but well… The PD and Han Daepyo were close seniors and juniors, and they had similar personalities.

And Han Daepyo was easy to roast, so the PD would be easy to cook too.

“Really?”

“Where did you get that idea!”

The cast members who heard the PD’s plan protested softly. 

Only Yoo Yeon Seo, who already knew, raised one corner of his mouth with his arms crossed. 

The camera didn’t miss that.

“What do we do without towels?”

“We’ll just dry ourselves in the sun and change clothes.”

“We’ll burn our skin. We can’t stand out on the screen.”

Unlike Jin Su-ho and Lee Yoon-jung, who only dipped their feet in the water, Park Seung-hwan, Choi Jun-young, and Kim I-jun enjoyed a thrilling water play and came back to the house shivering.

“Hello.”

As the situation was settled, the PD brought a local guide. He had been living on this island for two years.

“There are also Korean residents who like OneSeven here.”

“Really?”

“Yes, please take a picture with them later.”

The guide seemed happy to see the celebrities he had only seen on the screen. 

As he led them to the downtown area, Yoo Yeon Seo habitually looked around.

“It doesn’t look very safe here, does it?”

“It used to be full of slums, but this area became a tourist spot and a development boom followed.”

“I see…”

Yoo Yeon Seo stopped walking and headed to the back of the line. It was because of the unfamiliar person who kept following them.

“So, like I told you before, be careful of pickpockets.”

“Aaah!”

As soon as the guide finished his sentence, a scream was heard and the cast and the production team turned around. 

Yoo Yeon Seo was holding a white man’s wrist tightly and didn’t let go.

“Hey! My phone!”

And in the man’s hand was Kim I-jun’s phone. Kim I-jun quickly took his phone back and put it in his pocket. Yoo Yeon Seo looked at him with contempt.

“You were warned to be careful, but you got robbed already.”

“Thank you. But… don’t you have to let go of him?”

The pickpocket was struggling to get out of Yoo Yeon Seo’s grip, but Yoo Yeon Seo looked calm. His strength was far from what he had in Kang Jin-hoo’s body, but it was too strong for an ordinary person to handle.

“*Ow! You broke my arm! You crazy Asian!”

“*Next time, I’ll grab your neck instead of your wrist. Get lost, bastard.”

What do you mean, broken arm? You’re just pretending to be a victim with a little numbness. Yoo Yeon Seo opened his mouth involuntarily. Wait, why do I understand what he’s saying?

The guide looked at him with wide eyes.

“You can speak Spanish too?”

“Sort of.”

I don’t really know either. Yoo Yeon Seo pretended to know.

<I have synchronized the basic life manual of 2018, which includes all languages except for minority ones.>

No wonder my head hurt so much then… Anyway, it’s good. I won’t have any trouble communicating anywhere. Park Seung-hwan came to Yoo Yeon Seo’s side.

“Do you know any other languages?”

“I can handle most of them.”

“That’s a relief. Yeon Seo, you’ll be our interpreter.”

The cast members brightened up. The local guide would only help them for two days, and they had to manage the rest of the time by themselves. It would be difficult if they couldn’t communicate.

“That’s good.”

Yoo Yeon Seo nodded slightly, as if it was none of his business.

“They say this shop is cheaper than the next one. Should we buy it?”

“Yeah, buy it.”

Yoo Yeon Seo bargained with the market vendors in a more fluent language than the guide, and the cast members smiled happily as they watched his back.

“Hey! You can’t use your own money!”

“Busted.”

I thought he would be clueless like Han Daepyo, but this PD is different. Yoo Yeon Seo closed his wallet with regret.

“I was actually very worried until I left the country…”

“He’s the best at this.”

“Let’s be careful with our phones, I-jun.”

“Yes.”

Kim I-jun quickly lowered his tail. He was the target of bullying here too.

Yoo Yeon Seo’s nickname from the pre-interview was ‘doryeon-nim’. The unexpected character made the cast more energetic.

“*Hey! That’s him!”

There was a hiccup in the middle when the pickpocket came back with the local police…

“*What’s the matter?”

“*…Have a peaceful vacation.”

Yoo Yeon Seo silenced them with a bill. Money can do anything.

“Can I use my own money for this?”

The PD nodded reluctantly as he saw him asking for permission belatedly. He just wanted to take advantage of Yoo Yeon Seo’s popularity, but he seemed to have picked the wrong person.

“Wow, we’ve been around so much, but we haven’t filled half of it.”

“Su-ho, how’s the budget?”

“It’s a bit tight.”

“But we bought everything we need, right?”

When they were all making regretful noises, Park Seung-hwan was the one who took charge as usual.

“PD, give us more money.”

“You have to solve it within the budget. That’s the rule.”

“No, you didn’t even tell us in advance…”

Yoo Yeon Seo’s bargaining was perfect, even the guide praised him. The PD just adjusted the budget to a tight line.

“Let’s rest for today. We have time tomorrow.”

“Okay.”

As they watched them go to their rooms shivering, Yoo Yeon Seo sent a text message somewhere.

And the next morning, they were stunned by an unexpected sight.

“What is all this?”

The writer saw the PD standing there in a daze and crossed out the doryeon-nim line on the script with a pen. And he wrote a small letter on top of it. I am Yoo Yeon Seo above the running PD.