Chapter 98 Don’t you know what the relationship between him and I is?
This is "Ten Thousand Yuan of Happiness", the show that no artist wants to take part in but is extremely popular.
Ten thousand won a week. Even the oppa in HOT said that this is not a show for human beings.
Ye-eun lowered her head and inserted the straw of the banana milk into the bottle, staring at the PD closely, took a deep sip and drank 1/4 of it directly, then opened her fruit box and stuffed a strawberry into her mouth. She chewed and talked at the same time, as if she was afraid that the staff would snatch her things away.
"PD nim, do we start only after we accept the task card, right?" Ye-eun carefully turned around and stuffed another strawberry into her mouth.
This was the first time that the PD saw an artist who started eating right after meeting him. His pupils trembled: "Ye-eun, didn't you just finish exercising? Wouldn't it be a waste of exercise if you eat like this?"
"It's okay, you won't get fat after drinking our Binggrae banana milk!" Ye-eun's eyes curved as she swallowed the last sip of milk. She thought to herself that she had managed to stay healthy during the week of recording "Ten Thousand Yuan of Happiness", so why should she care about such a small amount of calories?
After finally finishing all the food in her bag, Ye-eun touched her full stomach and sighed as she took the task card: "Ye-eunxi, hello, welcome to "10,000 Won Happiness". This week you will have the opportunity to live on 10,000 Won for a week and win a free trip for your parents."
The rules are written in small print below:
1. Within one week, participating artists are not allowed to accept any free food or drinks (except water). They can exchange food for labor, and the price of the food is given by the provider. In addition, food left over or thrown away by others can be considered free.
2. There will be random tasks this week. You will not receive any rewards for completing them, but 500 won will be deducted for each failure.
3. In the end, you need to use 1,000 won to prepare a "1,000 won dinner" for the person you want to thank the most or the person you like the most. You are not allowed to make instant noodles.
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In Yien's eyes, all the scattered rules are reduced to just one word: poor!
She couldn't help but think of what her aunt had said before, about letting her and Zhilong become beggars. Aunt, I'm really going to become a beggar now!
Ye-eun glanced at the PD and muttered quietly, "They both go on tours several times a year. I don't really need this opportunity."
The PD pretended not to hear and handed the teddy bear to Ye-eun, "Ye-eunxi, this is for you."
The little bear in her hand was only the size of a palm. Ye-en turned it over and found a hidden zipper on the back of the bear. When she opened it, she saw ten thousand won hidden in the soft cotton.
Ye-eun looked at the little bear and grimaced again, "This bear must be worth more than 10,000 won, right? How can you survive a week with 10,000 won?"
The PD smiled and said nothing, then handed another important prop to Ye-eun.
"Ye-eun should know about our program. You can only spend 10,000 won on food, clothing, housing and transportation during this week. Our cameraman will film the whole process except for your sleeping time." The PD saw that Ye-eun's face was getting more and more painful, and smiled even more happily. "This special lunch box is the only tool you can use to bring your own food, but you are absolutely not allowed to change or modify the shape of the lunch box."
The iron lunch box in her hand was only the size of a palm. Yien was silent for a moment. Let her cook for herself. She was poisoned to death before she starved to death.
Thinking of this, Ye-eun glanced at the PD again: "PD-nim, do I have to cook a thousand-dollar dinner myself?"
"Yes. Has Ye-eun already decided who she will do it for in the end?"
Ye-eun looked up at the ceiling and said softly, "The person I'm most grateful to, of course..."
I can only be the president-nim who has to scold everyone from time to time!
She laughed, suddenly looking forward to the show, "Okay, let's start Ye-eun's 10,000-dollar happiness!"
As soon as Ye-eun said to start, the PD winked at the staff, and several boxes of sweet and delicious desserts were handed to Ye-eun: "One piece is only 500 won, Ye-eun, do you want it?"
"..." Yien glanced at it casually, without looking at the pastry carefully. Instead, she calmly raised the empty banana milk in her hand and showed them the clean fruit storage box, "Do you think I need it now?"
PD was not in a hurry, and smiled: "You can also buy it first and eat it later. It's very cost-effective to buy food here."
Ye-eun also raised the corner of her mouth and stretched out her index finger and shook it, "Ani, Ye-eun, I will never spend any unnecessary money. Just wait and see, I will become the guest who leaves the most money in history."
"..." All the staff were shocked. How shameless! They didn't believe that a singer who exercises so much could save money.
They didn't believe it, but Ye-eun was very confident. She threw the 10,000 won and lunch box in her hand and walked towards the company. Because her means of transportation was "confiscated", Ye-eun, who was followed by a cameraman all the way, attracted the attention of passers-by.
The "Ten Thousand Yuan of Happiness" logo on the cameraman's equipment was eye-catching, and passers-by who saw it cast sympathetic glances at him.
Ye-eun: “…” As long as you appear on this show, you have become a beggar in everyone’s mind.
I was watched by people with sympathetic eyes all the way until I arrived at the company, where the PD issued the first task.
"For the first task, please invite three colleagues of the opposite sex to join the dance challenge."
The task of keeping up with the trend even carefully ruled out the possibility of her looking for 2NE1 members.
Follow PD smiled and said, “As the top girl of YG, this task is easy, right?”
The artists in the company should all be working now, so it's better to disturb them as little as possible. Ye'en's eyes curved, and she stood at the door and started looking for someone, "Simple!"
The security guard who suddenly met my gaze: “……?”
When Yien really trotted over to him, the security guard had a bitter look on his face. Is this the retribution for eating so much of your candy?
"Colleague, colleague!" the photographer said in a low voice.
Ye-eun, however, crossed her arms and retorted, "What's wrong? All those who work at YG are YG employees. Are only the artists our colleagues? Right, Agassi?"
Security guard: “…Yes.” I will never eat your candy again!
The uncle who danced as if his feet were burned by the floor looked at Ye-eun with lifeless eyes, and was helpless with Sizhidou who had his own ideas: "Agassi's only request is to remember to ask them to blur my image."
Ye-eun smiled and raised her hands to assure, “Don’t worry, only the head and below are exposed!”
"Next!" Ye-eun touched her chin and led the program staff straight to the president's office. "We are colleagues, so it's easy."
The sudden knock on the door made Yang Hyun Suk frown. Who suddenly came to him at this time, "Come in."
Ye-eun carefully poked her head out, a well-behaved smile on her face: "President nim."
...The familiar president nim is here again!
Yang Hyun Suk sat upright. Could it be that Ye Eun heard what he said recently? I'm obviously avoiding Ye-eun when talking to her, so do I need to be taught a lesson again?
"What?" After thinking carefully, Yang Hyun Suk, who thought he had been performing flawlessly recently, suddenly felt relieved and said, "Come in."
Ye-eun turned around and waved to the cameraman, then trotted over to stand in front of Yang Hyun-suk's desk and said, "President nim! Welcome to Ye-eun's 10,000-yuan happiness challenge. For the first task, please join me in the dance challenge!"
Cameraman: “…” Your colleagues range from the president to the security guard!
Yang Hyun Suk was also stunned, and couldn't control the smile that was always on his face, "Ah, dance challenge, me, me?"
"Yes!" Ye-eun's eyes curved, and the arc of her mouth revealed a hint of mischief, "President Wuli used to be a good dancer. Are you afraid that you can't dance as well as me?"
“Can’t dance to you?!” Yang Hyun Suk, who was confused by Ye Eun’s words “Our president is the most YG-style” last time, was again overwhelmed by this sentence, “Come on, let’s dance to 2NE1’s song!”
When the first song "Fire" sounded, the two of them started moving at the same time. During the chorus, Yang Hyun Suk stuck out his hips and put his hands on his waist to make a running posture. He was so charming that he even outshone Ye Eun.
Follow PD couldn't help but start shaking as he watched the images on the camera. Why...why did he have to see this scene with his own eyes? It was as if he had eyes that had never seen President Yang dancing a girl group dance!
Being able to get the president to dance with her in a girl group dance, is this the strength of YG’s top female star?
When leaving the president's office, Yang Hyun Suk was very satisfied with himself, and Ye Eun was also very happy. The only one who was hurt was the Follow PD who had never seen such a scene before.
He pursed his lips and asked carefully, "There is another Yi Enxi, who are you looking for?"
Yeen thought about it, looked at the iron lunch box in her hand, and finally walked towards the recording studio where the man was most likely.
Sure enough, when she knocked twice, she heard the other person's voice from inside. The voice was full of babyish tones, but it was also a little nonchalant and indifferent because of the work: "Come in."
Yi Eun gently pushed the door open. Quan Zhilong turned around and saw her sad face. He couldn't help but laugh, and his voice became gentle: "What's wrong?"
"Zhilong, is it too late for me to choose from the bridge hole photos you sent me last time?" Yien came in with the cameraman with her head down, her shoulders slumped involuntarily, "I'll choose the one closest to the company."
Quan Zhilong glanced at the device with the "10,000 yuan of happiness" logo, turned around and turned off the computer on the recording table. Seeing Ye Eun's sad face, he couldn't help but laugh, "Oh, the recording has started?"
Ye-eun glanced at him, and instead of rushing to challenge him with the dance, she raised the lunch box in her hand and said, "I'll leave this to you! I'll go to your dormitory to get it tomorrow."
"Yes." Quan Zhilong took a look at the iron lunch box. TOP and the youngest member had participated in this program before, so he naturally knew what it was used for. Thinking about how miserable it would be for Ye Eun to prepare food by herself, he couldn't help but laugh, "What do you want to eat this week?"
Before Ye Eun could answer, the PD's eyes widened, "No, no, this is for bringing your own food, why should it be given to GD xi?"
Ye-eun crossed her arms over her chest, already prepared: "I've seen the show before, is it allowed for family members to help with the preparation? I've seen a senior whose mom prepared the food every day!"
Kwon Ji-yong smiled and supported his chin with one hand, watching Yi-eun and the follow PD confront each other.
"...Yes, but, but they are family! GDxi is not your family, Ye-eun, right?" Follow PD was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead, "You are breaking the rules, I have to deduct 500 won from you."
Yi-eun’s face was filled with disbelief: “Agassi, don’t you know our relationship?”
Follow PD’s eyes widened as he looked at GD who was also somewhat shocked. He looked shocked yet a little excited. Could it be that this pair of “good friends” who have been rumored to be dating for a long time are going to make their affair public on their show! ?
If I clean it up, it will definitely explode!
However, Ye-eun sighed and raised her hand to point to the ceiling: “YG Family.”
Then he pointed at himself, "YG's top sister."
Then he pointed to Kwon Ji-yong, "YG's top brother."
Ye-eun shook her head and sighed, her eyes full of helplessness that the PD didn't know this: "GD xi and I are half-siblings, the pillars of the entire YG!"
"..." The PD was speechless. He gritted his teeth and made sure that the sentence "Don't you know our relationship?" would be used as a preview in the post-production stage.
After being fooled, it's okay to let them take advantage of the popularity!
Quan Zhilong laughed so hard that his hands couldn't hold back his laughter, and he still said to Yien in a mean way: "Then call me Oppa."
Ye-eun lowered her head, glanced at Quan Zhilong, and suddenly laughed, "By the way, didn't our GD Oppa write a song called "Ode to 10,000 Yuan" for the program team last year? Is the program team still using it? It seems that they have never collected copyright fees?"
As the person who manages Kwon Ji-yong's money, Ye-eun knows his income better than Kwon Ji-yong himself, "Our GD Oppa's copyright fee is very high now!"
The sticky name "GD Oppa" made Kwon Ji-yong laugh again. He leaned his upper body on the table, looked at the panicked PD, and echoed Ye-eun: "Yeah, let's calculate it now?"
The PD looked aggrieved: "What do you want to do? Our production team has no money!"
Why do you want him to come with Ye-eun? Can he go to S/M with Kim Heechul? It seems that the other party is more well-behaved, right?
Ye-eun put her hands on her hips, very proud, "You should feel embarrassed if our family's pillar writes songs for you and doesn't ask for copyright fees."
“……”How shameless! We are so nice! We've been doing this for a year, why are we suddenly embarrassed?
However, the follow PD looked at the camera in his hand and didn't dare to speak.
"I knew it. Then just give me one thousand won. I don't want more. Only one thousand won a year. You're really selling our Oppa's songs at a low price." Ye Eun stretched out her hand directly to the follow PD.
The continuous "Oppa" made Kwon Ji-yong smile so much that his gums were exposed. Seeing the PD's panic, he buried his face in his arms, leaving only the sword earring on his earlobe shaking there.
Follow PD was completely driven crazy by Ye-eun's twisted logic: "No guest has ever made money from us! And if they want to give money, they should give it to GD xi, why should they give it to you!"
Yi En looked at him helplessly again, and patted Quan Zhilong's head. "The pillar makes money, and I, the pillar, manage the money. Ask around in our company, no one doesn't know about this."
"One thousand, that's one thousand." Seeing the PD's hesitant look, Ye-eun clasped her hands together, her watery eyes drooped, and she whispered like a cute little fox, "One thousand won can buy the lifetime copyright of the songs of the top Korean producers now. You can't lose out or be cheated! And what can you do with one thousand won? At most, you can buy an ice cream!"
Follow PD pursed his lips, and actually lowered his head under Ye-eun's repeated attacks, and took out a thousand won from his bag where he kept various coins, "We agreed on it, permanent copyright!"
“Yeah!” Ye-eun took the thousand won and excitedly hugged Kwon Ji-yong, pulling him up while he was still laughing. “Okay, now the top male and female star from YG will give you the final dance challenge. Let’s begin!”
The Follow PD who was cheated out of 1,000 won felt uncomfortable no matter how he thought about it. Even though there were artists secretly bribing cameramen or cheating behind the cameramen's backs every week, no one could ever deduct money from the cameramen.
Cheerful music was playing, but PD felt himself filled with sadness. Watching the two of them dancing in perfect harmony, their movements were in unison, and even their dance styles were very harmonious. Even the way they would look at each other from time to time while dancing and then start laughing made him even sadder.
How could someone be so excessive! He was so afraid that his wallet would be emptied by Ye Eun.
The PD was watching the two people's pleasant dance, but he was crying inside. He might as well go and watch President Yang dance.
At least what gets hurt there is only your eyes and not your wallet. How could an artist’s income not decrease at all but increase instead after half a day?
No, he had to find a way to deduct Ye-eun's money.
His eyes lit up as he watched Ye-eun start to practice dancing with the members of 2NE1. After practicing dancing, they must be very hungry, right? You must be very thirsty!
As soon as they took a break, he immediately stepped forward and took out the pastries that had not been sold in the morning from the assistant: "Ye-eun, do you need this now? It's still the same, 500 won a piece!"
Yi-eun looked down and saw that the chocolate-flavored cake was still sweet and delicious after being left out for the whole morning. She couldn't help but smell it, "It smells so good... and it looks familiar."
PD's eyes began to light up, "Really? And they are really delicious. I'm not kidding you, these cakes were bought by our staff in a queue."
Swallowing her saliva, Yien took a closer look at the packaging of the pastries. There was a delicate plastic film on the silicone paper outside each small cake, with a little girl like a New Year picture doll on it.
She suddenly curled her eyes, picked up a small cake and turned it around, and sure enough, she saw the small pearl logo that she had seen since she was a child at the bottom.
"500 won each? That's too expensive. They're free when I go to this store. Agassi, if you give me two for free, I'll ask them to give you free ones in the future, okay? You can get them at any of the four chain stores in Seoul!" Ye-eun's eyes curved, and she tilted her head to look at the PD, "And do we buy them every week for our show? It's hard to queue up, right? I'll ask them to deliver them to you every week."
The PD looked incredulous, "Ye-eun, you can't brag even if you want to save money. It's hard to buy in this store."
This shop called "Zhentian" has opened four chain stores in Seoul alone. It launches limited new products every month. With appropriate hunger marketing and the delicious pastries, it has become more and more popular over the years.
Even the various sweet soups that have been launched recently have quickly become popular in Korea.
Ye-eun's expression remained unchanged, her eyes curved: "Agassi, you should discuss this with the chief director. If you give me two, you can get a sponsor!"
A program that relies on tricking guests into spending money to buy food needs all kinds of food that are easy to preserve. Cakes and sugar water are what they need the most.
The PD looked at her hesitantly, but after seeing her serious look, he called the director and told him about it.
"...Agreed. But you can only eat two, and you need to help us get sponsorship first." Follow PD carefully hid the cakes behind himself, "You can only eat after you help us get sponsorship."
Ye-eun's eyes curved, she lowered her head and wrote down a phone number that she knew by heart, handed it to the PD, covered her microphone and whispered, "Hey, this is the phone number of the owner of 'Zhentian' herself. Just tell her that it's her most adorable daughter, Ye-eun, who gave you the phone number."
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