“...Canned food?” Jung So-Mi frowned with narrowed eyes. She couldn’t understand what Ha Jae-Gun was talking about.

“Don’t you know that term? About turning writers into canned food…” Ha Jae-Gun trailed off and shot a knowing look at Jung So-Mi, hoping that she would get what he was talking about.

“Are you… talking about that canned food?” Despite being a new employee at Star Books, Jung So-Mi knew what Ha Jae-Gun was talking about.

Turning one into canned food referred to the action of tying down writers with creative blocks to a certain location and forcing them to write or even squeeze more words out of them to meet their deadlines. It was similar to canning.

There were many reasons why writers often couldn’t meet their deadlines. Some were naturally lazy or fond of games, some would have many thoughts about their own work, and there were also those who couldn't accept criticisms and would eventually fall into despair from all the negativity.

However, there were still many other indescribable reasons.

Ha Jae-Gun...