Chapter 157

Chapter 157

Every eye and ear in the office turned toward Baek Seonghan.

But I simply kept my eyes on the computer screen and nodded calmly.

“Yes. I just got the report.”

“What kind of reaction is that?”

Baek Seonghan sounded almost offended.

“It passed a hundred thousand reservations in a single day!”

“At this rate, we’ll easily clear at least three hundred thousand before release!”

He was speaking excitedly, but I remained composed.

Honestly, three hundred thousand advance reservations wouldn’t be enough.

Besides, we weren’t the only film opening during the summer peak season.

The massive Hollywood tentpole blockbuster Ocean Storm was scheduled to open in the same week.

Ocean Storm had poured more than fifty billion won into production.

It was a monster of a film in every sense.

Of course, before my regression, Kingdom of Crime had also been a commercial success, drawing six million viewers.

But the situation was different now.

Back then, Kingdom of Crime had opened under poor conditions with barely any promotion and slowly climbed through word of mouth alone.

This time, it was arriving with the glamorous title of Cannes Palme d’Or winner and a mountain of public attention from the very beginning.

Under these conditions, if things went well, we might even reach ten million admissions.

But the competition was just as fierce.

This time, we were going head-to-head with the Hollywood blockbuster Ocean Storm.

“PD Baek, it’s still too early to relax.”

He tilted his head.

“Why? The response is this good.”

“It’s only the first day of reservations.”

“And Ocean Storm hasn’t even opened advance ticketing yet.”

I continued.

“I heard the cast of Ocean Storm is coming to Korea for the release too.”

“If that happens, we don’t know how the situation could change.”

Baek Seonghan’s expression slowly hardened.

“Still, we won the Palme d’Or at Cannes...”

“That may not be as big an advantage with general audiences as you think.”

“In fact, quite a few people hear ‘award-winning foreign festival film’ and immediately assume it’ll be boring.”

Just then, Film Team Leader Ju Hanyoung approached us.

“Exactly.”

“No matter how good advance reservations look, if word of mouth turns bad after people actually watch it, attendance can collapse starting from the second week.”

“The reactions from industry people and critics need to be good first...”

At my words, Ju Hanyoung smiled confidently.

“That’s why for the VIP screening this time, we invited more industry professionals and critics than celebrities.”

Baek Seonghan suddenly looked serious.

“Should I invite a few critics I know out for drinks beforehand?”

I stared at him.

“No.”

“Even if we’re desperate, let’s not do that.”

“Right.”

He laughed awkwardly.

“That probably would be too much.”

Ju Hanyoung handed him an envelope.

“The VIP screening invitations are ready.”

“There are twenty.”

“You’ll have to split them with the New Wave side.”

“What? Only twenty?”

Baek Seonghan frowned.

“There are how many people involved?”

“Manager Cha, the directing team, the production team... why are there so few invitations this time?”

“Sorry.”

Ju Hanyoung smiled apologetically.

“There were just too many people asking to come.”

“But I made sure your seats are good.”

“Still...”

Seeing his disappointment, I opened my drawer and held out some of my own invitations.

“Then I’ll give you a few more.”

“Don’t you have a lot of people to invite too?”

“It’s fine.”

“I’m okay.”

“Well, if you’re offering, I’m definitely not saying no.”


One day before the official release, we held the VIP screening at LD Cinema, a massive multiplex in Yongsan.

The moment we entered, the sight before us overwhelmed both our eyes and ears.

There was an enormous poster more than five meters tall.

The entire lobby had practically been covered in Kingdom of Crime promotional material.

Everywhere we looked, screens continuously played trailers from the film.

“Wow.”

Cha Seungjoon looked around in amazement.

“I’ve been to more VIP screenings than I can count, but I don’t think I’ve ever seen a distributor put this much effort into one.”

I smirked.

“Don’t even start.”

“The CGN theaters promoting Ocean Storm are doing at least this much, if not more.”

Baek Seonghan looked at me in disbelief.

“What? CEO Min, you already went to CGN to spy on them?”

“I wouldn’t call it spying.”

“I was curious.”

“They’re probably paying just as much attention to us since we’re opening against them.”

“Ha.”

Cha Seungjoon shook his head.

“This really is a war.”

“A silent war at the summer box office.”

Just thinking about it seemed to exhaust him.

We hurried into the theater to prepare to greet the guests.

As seven o’clock approached, the venue became packed with celebrities invited to the VIP screening, reporters covering them, and ordinary people who had come just to catch a glimpse.

People from Big Picture and New Wave, including me, stood near the passage connected to the screening room and busily greeted the arriving guests.

“I hope it’s a huge success, CEO Han.”

“CEO Jo, thank you so much for coming.”

“Of course I had to come.”

“It’s Korea’s first Palme d’Or-winning film.”

Then the guest noticed me.

“Oh? CEO Min is here too.”

“I saw you on television.”

“You looked worse on screen than you do in person. Hahaha.”

“Ah, thank you.”

“I hope you enjoy the film.”

We were still frantically greeting guests when...

“Senior Baek!”

Director Go Jinseong and film critic Lee Sungwoo, whom we had met on Movie Talk, made their way through the crowd toward us.

“Oh, Director Go.”

“You must be busy. Thanks for coming.”

“Busy? Not at all.”

Go Jinseong laughed.

“By the way, CEO Min became a complete star after appearing on television. Hahaha.”

“A star? Hardly.”

I laughed awkwardly.

Lee Sungwoo looked around the lobby in admiration.

“You can really tell this is a screening for a top-class director’s film.”

“It looks like every major star in Korea is here.”

He wasn’t exaggerating.

The lobby was steadily filling with directors who represented Korean cinema, top actors, and the heads of major production companies.

“By the way, where’s Director Song?”

“He’s probably in the waiting room with the actors.”

“Go say hello.”

“No, it’s fine.”

“We’ll greet him after the screening.”

“Then we’ll head inside first.”

After exchanging greetings, the two of them entered the screening room.

Then I heard someone nearby whisper.

“Hey, isn’t that the guy?”

“Who? An actor?”

“No. You know, the production-company CEO who was on Movie Talk. The one who produced this film.”

“Oh, right.”

“That CEO.”

“Wow. He looks way better in person than he did on TV.”

“Right?”

“Decent face, successful, capable. Isn’t he pretty cool?”

Come on.

This is embarrassing.

I can hear everything.

I pretended not to hear and kept a calm expression.

Still, I couldn’t stop the corners of my mouth from creeping upward.

Then another voice recognized me.

“That’s the guy from Movie Talk, right?”

“Huh? Yeah, it is.”

“Wow, seeing him in person, his face is tiny.”

“Seriously. He has such a small head.”

“No, I don’t think his head is that small.”

“His shoulders are just abnormally broad.”

W-What? Small head... abnormally...

Embarrassed, I immediately lowered my gaze.

Beside me, Baek Seonghan and Cha Seungjoon were desperately holding back laughter, their shoulders shaking.

“Pfft... small head...”

“PD Baek, did you hear that too? Pfft.”

These bastards.

They didn’t react at all when someone called me handsome!

“Excuse me, you two.”

“Guests are arriving.”

“What exactly are you doing?”

I had just started scolding them when loud cheers erupted near the photo wall.

“It’s Moon Hyunbin!”

“Wait, who’s coming in beside him?”

“Ah! Gil Boyoung!”

“Both of you, please look this way!”

“Are you attending this screening because you both worked on Director Song Jaehyun’s first film?”

Reporters fired camera flashes nonstop at Moon Hyunbin and Gil Boyoung while shouting questions.

Naturally, all our gazes turned toward them.

“Hyunbin hyung and Boyoung noona came.”

“Yeah.”

“Hyunbin hyung said he might not make it because he was busy.”

“Looks like he managed somehow.”

After leaving the photo wall, Moon Hyunbin and Gil Boyoung headed toward us to enter the theater.

Moon Changsoo was walking beside them.

“Boyoung noona, you came?”

“Yeah.”

She smiled.

“Congratulations on the Korean release.”

“I’m rooting for ten million admissions.”

After finishing the film she had been shooting in France, Gil Boyoung had returned to Korea.

“Hey.”

Moon Hyunbin pouted.

“Is Boyoung all you can see?”

“I came too.”

I laughed at him and turned toward Moon Changsoo.

“Where’s CEO Ma?”

“She had another meeting today, so she couldn’t come.”

Moon Changsoo lowered his voice.

“Anyway, this movie needs to become a huge hit.”

“It’ll benefit us too.”

Starlight, which had invested in the film, was about to go public soon.

“Don’t worry.”

I lightly patted his shoulder.

“It’ll do well.”

“Well, I’m just trusting you, hyung.”

Then he asked,

“Where’s Director Song?”

“In the waiting room?”

“Yeah.”

“Go say hello.”

“And come to the after-party afterward.”

I looked toward Moon Hyunbin and Gil Boyoung as well.

“Hyunbin hyung, Boyoung noona, you two have to come to the after-party too.”

The three of them headed off.

A little while later, Ju Hanyoung approached from inside the screening room.

“Ten minutes until the screening starts.”

“Everyone should start heading in.”


The theater, with more than seven hundred seats, was completely full.

At the front of the stage, Ju Hanyoung held a microphone and addressed the audience.

“Thank you sincerely to everyone who came to today’s VIP screening.”

“Before the film begins, Director Song and the cast will give a few brief greetings.”

“Director and actors, could you please come up to the front?”

At his cue, Song Jaehyun and the actors walked onto the stage.

I stood at the very back of the theater and watched.

Song Jaehyun held the microphone and greeted the audience in a slightly trembling voice.

“We worked incredibly hard on this film.”

“I sincerely hope you enjoy it.”

The actors followed with their own greetings.

“After you watch it, you’ll spread the word for us, right? Hahaha.”

“I hope you all have a wonderful time.”

“Thank you.”

Once the director and actors finished and left the stage, the theater lights went out.

The murmuring audience slowly fell silent.

Relying on the light from the screen, I studied the faces of the people watching one by one.

But unlike at Cannes, I found it strangely difficult to read their expressions.

Before I knew it, tension had made my palms sweaty.

Then finally, the end credits began rolling.

Clap, clap, clap!

Clap, clap, clap!

One person started applauding.

Then cheers broke out from all around the theater.

Like a massive wave, a standing ovation swept through the entire auditorium.

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