22: Chapter 23 Apgujeong Location Selection: A Feeling of Home

Seoul, Apgujeong.

Early the next morning.

Qian Xu and Representative Kim stood on a street corner, looking at the office buildings on both sides.

"Mr. Qian, this area is the best location in Gangnam District," Representative Kim said, pointing ahead.

"Many entertainment companies are here."

"SM, JYP, FNC."

"They are all nearby."

Qian Xu nodded.

"What kind are we looking for?"

"A small building with about five floors." Representative Kim opened his phone.

"I have looked at a few places."

"The first one is on Apgujeong Road."

"The monthly rent is 120 million won."

"The second one is on Dosan-daero."

"The monthly rent is 180 million."

"The third one is near Apgujeong Square."

"The monthly rent is 150 million."

Qian Xu thought for a moment.

"Let's check the first one first."

The two walked to Apgujeong Road.

It was a six-story small building.

The outer wall was white.

It was a bit old.

The first floor was a coffee shop.

The floors above were empty.

The agent was a man in his thirties.

Seeing Representative Kim, he hurried over.

"Representative Kim, you're here."

"And this is?"

"The legal representative of Yunmengze Entertainment, Mr. Qian."

"Hello, Mr. Qian!"

The agent bowed.

"This building is in a great location."

"Right in front is the Apgujeong subway station."

"Transportation is convenient."

Qian Xu walked in.

The lobby on the first floor was small.

The elevator was old.

There were some cracks on the wall.

He frowned.

"How old is this building?"

"Fifteen years," the agent explained.

"But the structure is fine."

"It just needs some renovation."

Qian Xu looked at Representative Kim.

Representative Kim shook his head.

"Too old."

"Renovation costs will be high."

"And it's only six floors."

"We need to expand in the future."

"There won't be enough space."

Qian Xu nodded.

"Next one."

The second one.

Dosan-daero.

An eight-story building.

The outer wall was a glass curtain wall.

It looked very modern.

The agent was a woman in her forties.

"Mr. Qian, this building was just built last year."

"Monthly rent is 180 million won."

"Deposit is 500 million."

Qian Xu walked in.

The first-floor lobby was grand.

Marble floors.

Crystal chandeliers.

The elevator was new.

He took the elevator to the fifth floor.

Each floor was 200 square meters.

The lighting was very good.

But Representative Kim shook his head.

"Too big."

"We only have a dozen people right now."

"We can't use eight floors."

"And the monthly rent is 180 million."

"Too expensive."

Qian Xu thought for a moment.

"Let's look at the third one."

The third one.

Near Apgujeong Square.

A quiet street.

Sycamore trees on both sides.

A five-story small building.

The outer wall was beige.

It looked very cozy.

The first floor was a flower shop.

The floors above were empty.

The agent was a man in his fifties, wearing glasses.

"Mr. Qian, this building is in a great location."

"Behind it is Apgujeong Square."

"In front is a food street."

"Life is very convenient."

Qian Xu walked in.

The first-floor lobby was small but very clean.

The floor was wooden.

There were some paintings on the wall.

He took the elevator to the second floor.

Each floor was 150 square meters.

The lighting was very good.

The windows were large.

He could see the sycamore trees on the street.

He walked to the window, looking downstairs.

There were various flowers displayed at the entrance of the flower shop.

Some customers were picking them out.

It was very quiet.

Very comfortable.

"Representative Kim, what do you think?"

Representative Kim also walked to the window.

"This building is not bad."

"Five floors is just right."

"The first floor for reception."

"The second floor for offices."

"The third floor for conference rooms."

"The fourth floor for recording studios."

"The fifth floor for a lounge."

Qian Xu nodded.

"How much is the monthly rent?"

"150 million won," the agent replied.

"Deposit is 300 million."

"Three-year lease."

Qian Xu thought for a moment.

"Can it be cheaper?"

"Mr. Qian, this is already the bottom price," the agent smiled bitterly.

"The owner of this building is an old gentleman."

"He doesn't lack money."

"He just doesn't want the house to be empty."

"So the price is very reasonable."

Qian Xu looked at Representative Kim.

Representative Kim nodded.

"It's acceptable."

"Okay."

Qian Xu turned around.

"Let's sign the contract."

The agent was stunned for a moment.

"Now?"

"Yes."

"I will have someone prepare the contract."

"We can sign it in the afternoon."

Qian Xu took out his phone.

He sent a message to Ham Eun-jung.

"Ms. Eun-jung, come to Apgujeong. We found a new office."

Ham Eun-jung replied quickly.

"Okay, I'm coming right over."

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

Near Apgujeong Square.

At the entrance of the five-story small building.

Ham Eun-jung arrived.

She was wearing a white shirt and black trousers.

Her hair was tied in a ponytail.

Seeing Qian Xu and Representative Kim standing at the entrance, she walked over.

"Mr. Qian, Representative Kim."

"Where is the office?"

Qian Xu pointed to the building behind him.

"Here."

Ham Eun-jung looked up.

She looked at this five-story small building.

The beige outer wall.

The shadows of the sycamore trees.

The floral fragrance at the entrance of the flower shop.

She was stunned.

"This... is this our office?"

"Yes."

Representative Kim smiled.

"Just signed the contract."

"Monthly rent 150 million won."

"Three-year lease."

Ham Eun-jung walked in.

First-floor lobby.

Wooden floor.

White walls.

Floor-to-ceiling windows.

The sunlight shone in.

It was very warm.

She walked to the window, looking at the sycamore trees outside.

Her eyes turned red.

"Finally... finally there is a feeling of home."

Qian Xu looked at her.

"Do you like it?"

"I like it."

Ham Eun-jung turned around.

"Mr. Qian, thank you."

"T-ARA finally has its own home."

Qian Xu smiled.

"It's not just T-ARA's."

"It's Yunmengze's."

"It's for all Chinese people."

Ham Eun-jung nodded.

"Yes."

"It's for all Chinese people."

Representative Kim walked over.

"Mr. Qian, I have calculated the decoration budget."

"It's about 500 million won."

"First floor reception area."

"Second floor office area."

"Third floor conference room."

"Fourth floor recording studio."

"Fifth floor lounge."

"It will be completed within two months."

Qian Xu nodded.

"Okay."

"You are fully in charge."

"If you need money, just say so."

Representative Kim smiled.

"Mr. Qian, you are really generous."

"It's not about being generous."

Qian Xu looked out the window.

"It's worth it."

"T-ARA is worth it."

"Yunmengze is worth it."

"All Chinese people in Korea are worth it."

Ham Eun-jung stood beside him, looking out the window.

"Mr. Qian."

"Hmm?"

"Why do you want to help us?"

Qian Xu thought for a moment.

"Because you deserve better."

"Because I want to prove that Chinese people can live prosperously in Korea."

Ham Eun-jung looked at him.

"Just because of this?"

"Just because of this."

Qian Xu smiled.

"Is it not enough?"

"It's enough."

Ham Eun-jung also smiled.

"It's more than enough."

The phone rang.

It was from Representative Kim.

"Mr. Qian, the renovation team has been contacted."

"Work will start tomorrow."

"Okay."

Qian Xu hung up the phone.

He looked at Ham Eun-jung.

"Ms. Eun-jung."

"Hmm?"

"When will T-ARA's comeback single be recorded?"

"Next week," Ham Eun-jung replied.

"Representative Kim has already arranged it."

"The Chinese teacher is also in place."

"The sisters are practicing Chinese for two hours every day."

Qian Xu nodded.

"Okay."

"Let them study hard."

"In a month, I want to hear a standard Chinese song."

"Understood."

The two walked out of the building.

They stood under the sycamore tree.

The sunlight shone through the leaves, casting mottled light and shadows on the ground.

Ham Eun-jung looked up, looking at this building.

"Mr. Qian."

"Hmm?"

"Do you think T-ARA can be popular again?"

Qian Xu looked at her.

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Because you have talent."

"Because you have fans."

"Because you have me."

Ham Eun-jung was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

"Yes."

"Because I have you."

Qian Xu checked the time.

Four o'clock in the afternoon.

"Shall I take you back?"

"No need." Ham Eun-jung shook her head.

"I'll take a taxi myself."

"Okay."

Qian Xu nodded.

"See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

Ham Eun-jung turned around.

She walked a few steps, then looked back.

"Mr. Qian."

"Hmm?"

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Qian Xu smiled.

"Go back quickly."

"Okay."

Ham Eun-jung left.

Qian Xu stood under the sycamore tree, looking at this five-story small building.

The beige outer wall.

The floral fragrance at the entrance of the flower shop.

The sycamore trees on the street.

He smiled.

Yunmengze.

Finally has its own home.

He opened his phone and saw a message from Jeon Bo-ram.

"Mr. Qian, I have arrived at Jeju Island!"

"The sea here is so beautiful!"

"Let me show you a photo!"

Followed by a photo.

Blue sky and white clouds.

Blue sea and sandy beach.

Jeon Bo-ram stood by the sea, making a V sign, smiling like a little girl.

Qian Xu smiled.

"Have fun."

"Thank you, Mr. Qian!"

"I'll bring you oranges when I go back!"

"Jeju Island's oranges are the most delicious!"

"Okay."

Qian Xu put away his phone, looking at the sunlight outside the window.

T-ARA's comeback project has already started.

3 billion won.

Three months.

Three stages.

He trusts Representative Kim.

He trusts T-ARA.

He trusts his own judgment even more.

Chinese people can live prosperously in Korea.

He turned around and walked into the small building.

He stood in the first-floor lobby.

The sunlight shone in, the wooden floor was shining.

He smiled.

This is the first day of Yunmengze.

It is also the first day of T-ARA's rebirth.

And it is the first day for all Chinese people in Korea to hold their heads high.