Assistant Manager Kim Hates Idols - Chapter 92



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| Episode 92. Internal Discord (2)

“So you had a huge fight with Jeong Seong-bin yesterday?”

Choi Je-ho asked, gulping down the cold milk. I told him to warm up the milk and drink it, but he didn’t listen to me.

“I explained the situation calmly, but Seongbin just got a little agitated.”

“You’re the type of person who says things that make people angry.”

“Jeho, are you introducing yourself now?”

He said it with a refreshing smile, but Choi Je-ho just snorted.

This is ridiculous. I tried so hard to help you, but you’re just going to piss me off like this.

“I heard that Park Joo-woo isn’t on your side either.”

Choi Je-ho’s words even angered Park Joo-woo, who was quietly eating bread in the corner.

Well, if Park Joo-woo hadn’t been angry from the beginning, Choi Je-ho wouldn’t have even noticed that Jeong Seong-bin was angry.

Still, I gave Park Joo-woo a look that held a glimmer of hope, asking if he really thought that way.

Then Park Joo-woo turned away from me.

Are you betraying me too?

Here are some jeon I fed you during Chuseok. The world is full of traitors.

“No, is this really my fault?”

I sincerely expressed my grievance.

But the answer I got back was completely indifferent.

“Of course it was your fault.”

“Oh my.”

What’s wrong with trying to practice a little?

The guy who teased me the most for not being able to dance is the one who has the most to say.

“Brother, how is your nose… … ?”

Meanwhile, Park Joo-woo carefully took care of my nose. His skills in giving me bottles and medicine were top-notch.

“It’s absolutely fine. It couldn’t get any better than this.”

“What a surprise.”

“Choi Je-ho, do you keep picking a fight?”

When I shot back, Choi Je-ho shrugged his shoulders.

Leaving Choi Je-ho aside, I turned my focus to Park Joo-woo.

“Ju-woo, what do you think from your perspective as my best friend? Do you think Seong-bin is really angry?”

“How should I express this… … .”

“Express it as a percentage.”

“One… 97%.”

We’ve reached the critical point. This is serious.

Choi Je-ho asked, looking at me rubbing my forehead.

“Are you scared of Jeong Seong-bin?”

“The happiness index of subordinates fluctuates depending on the mood of their superiors. If the organization leader is upset because of me, wouldn’t you be concerned?”

“Just leave it. I’ll come back after I’ve sorted out my thoughts.”

“I’m sorry, is that from your personal experience?”

“uh.”

I’m proud of you, you little bastard.

I feel a little sorry for Jeong Seong-bin. I’ve fallen to the same level as Choi Je-ho.

I swallowed a sigh and said.

“I can’t help it. I have to apologize to Seongbin.”

“Apple? You’re not just adding fuel to the fire, are you?”

“No. Just explain the measures to prevent recurrence together.”

“You’re talking about pouring oil on it.”

I wanted to issue a ban on speaking to Choi Je-ho, who kept swearing at the end of every sentence, but I held back. Our country is a country with freedom of speech.

“Then what should we do? Do you guys want to see Seongbin’s heavy expression throughout practice today?”

“I don’t care. It’s not because of me.”

Choi Je-ho raised one eyebrow and looked at me.

It doesn’t matter if I don’t get in trouble. Looking at that calm face, a deep anger welled up in my mind.

“… … I don’t want to see it, but I don’t think that preventing a recurrence like what my brother said… … will appease Seongbin.”

Park Joo-woo spoke cautiously. It’s sad. There’s no one on my side in the world.

As I was making fun of myself, Park Joo-woo glanced at me and added.

“But if you want to do it, then do it… …!”

Okay, Inma… … .

* * *

As I expected, Jeong Seong-bin returned home with his anger intact.

Kang Ki-yeon, who walked home from school with him, was shaking her head behind Jeong Seong-bin.

So, as soon as Jeong Seong-bin arrived, I knelt down and offered a heartfelt apology.

It was basically an acknowledgment of my negligence in not taking care of my health properly, an apology for startling my colleague, and a promise to never let something like this happen again.

‘… … That’s not something you can guarantee, hyung.’

‘I’ll ask the ancestral gods to give me just one guardian ghost to measure my health.’

I also apologize to the ancestral gods who are now being used. Please do not forgive the disrespectful descendants.

But I was somewhat sincere in my determination to never let this happen again. Even without a health checkup measuring guardian ghost, I had a fatigue index that could be measured in percentages.

Jeong Seong-bin’s eyes wavered for a moment, as if he had noticed my heart’s corner of trust.

I took advantage of Jeong Seong-bin’s sway and shook him, feeling his concern and sympathy for the sick member, and his guilt that must have grown all night for getting angry at the elder.

It just means that he kept praying while kneeling.

The guy’s face turned pale and he accepted my apology. He must have been impressed by my sincerity.

The highlight was when Jeong Seong-bin sighed in a voice that was about 80% filled with air, saying, “Hyung, you really… ”

Anyway, thanks to Jeong Seong-bin’s generous acceptance of my apology, our afternoon practice went very smoothly.

That is, until Yoo Han-soo got a call.

The phone I got from my manager had a missed call, so I called him back, and as soon as he picked up, he started yelling at me.

― XX XX, are you chewing on my phone?

This vulgar profanity. This is a case of phone etiquette that has no place.

And the anger that transcends the limits of space. He is a person who truly reminds me of someone.

“I’m sorry, PD.”

I politely answered the phone. The spark guys scattered here and there jumped up from their seats.

I motioned for the guys to sit down and then to be quiet.

Then, from one side, Lee Cheong-hyeon spoke with his mouth.

‘I’m on speakerphone!’

That’s a bit.

No matter how worn out my conscience is, I know that I shouldn’t let my children hear such bad adult conversations.

Meanwhile, Yoo Han-soo’s medley of curses continued.

“It’s not that I didn’t receive it on purpose, but it’s a rule that we all return our cell phones.”

– So what do you want me to do with XX? Am I supposed to call you while I watch your situation? Huh?

“Absolutely not. I’m sorry, PD-nim.”

– Sorry? Is this the XX who says he’s sorry that he’s giving me shit like this?

And Yuhansu was already in a state of no communication.

At least in my previous life, I’ve never met this level of old fart before I met Manager Nam. This life is moving too fast.

Just as I was about to put a drop of artificial tears into my pitiful situation, my eyes met Jeong Seong-bin’s.

Jeong Seong-bin’s eyes seemed to be checking whether he had forgotten a promise he had made before.

‘Okay, I understand.’

I stood up quietly, my hands on my knees.

And then he apologized to Yoo Han-soo for being insincere and only putting in a show of apology, and then he spoke to the guys silently, only with his mouth.

‘I’ll record it and come back.’

Those who understood what I said let me go without a fight.

So I held down the record button at the emergency exit and watched Yoo Han-soo babble on for a long time.

He waited until Yoo Han-soo yelled at him to ask if he was listening properly, and then he didn’t forget to reply in a very timid voice that he was very sorry and that he was listening well.

I leaned my back against the emergency exit wall, feeling like the story was going to be long.

And this premonition was never wrong.

The main topic of the finite number came out 20 minutes later.

– You XX, you touched An Yuri’s side too.

An Yuri is Newry’s real name. I expected it, but she seems quite upset about it.

“PD, I… … .”

– Why? Making excuses? XXX, you’ve already caused the accident, so what do you have to say now? Huh?

“… … .”

― Who are you to cross the line, to cross it? Do you think you’ve become something just because you’ve been praised a few times at work? Haven’t you ever heard the saying, “A frog in a well” in your life?

It’s unfair. You were the one who first asked for my opinion very carefully. And if you weren’t going to listen to me, why did you call me?

He is truly a person without any development. I think it would be better to spend time like this thinking about how to live your life more diligently.

― You’re not afraid of anything, are you? But what are you going to do? You already have a bad reputation in the industry. If you make one mistake, you’ll go straight to hell.

“I’m sorry, PD.”

Of course I’m not sorry at all.

The idol who reported the incident must have a headache, but wouldn’t the reputation of the employee who tried to embezzle be even worse? I hope he realizes his own greatness now.

― You messed with the wrong person. Do you think I don’t have a single active-duty soldier I’m close with? Behave properly, Jang Jun-hoo is also going around swearing at you.

Jang Jun-hoo.

I thought Yoo Han-soo only filmed Jang Jun-hoo’s music videos, but it seems like they fit together pretty well. They’ve become close enough to gossip about me behind my back in private.

Or maybe Yuhansu is just bluffing me.

It doesn’t matter either way. Neither Yoo Han-soo nor Jang Jun-hoo are threatening factors.

“Jang Jun-hoo… … Senior?”

– Oh. You’re famous for being shameless, right? Jang Jun-hoo was really looking forward to it.

But if possible, it would be better if the two are close. If possible, send them both away. ‘PD and senior singer join hands to bully a group’, great title.

I spoke in a very panicked voice, fiddling with my fingernails with one hand.

“No way. I’ve only greeted you a few times, senior.”

– You threatened Jang Jun-hoo. Insubordination is a serious crime. Do you understand that?

Even if the subordinates are serious criminals, would they only abuse their power? That logic only works in the military.

Yoo Han-soo didn’t stop talking, probably because he thought I was really flustered after Jang Jun-hoo’s name was mentioned.

― I heard you were really arguing over something trivial. You said that Jang Jun-hoo threw a water bottle at you and took your phone from your senior, so what did you do?

“PD, that is.”

― If that’s the extent of bullying, then I’m bullying you to a ridiculous degree? Did Jang Joon-hoo throw a water bottle at someone, did he break your cell phone? Oh, and I’m going to report you for bullying because I broke your MP3 player?

I’ll do it. Just give me this as evidence, man. It’s shocking how he’s adding more crimes to his own charges when the suspicion of embezzlement is not enough.

I covered my mouth and desperately held back my laughter.

In this fucking world, things are going so smoothly. I guess I should have bought a lottery ticket today.

And then, as usual, the swearing continued.

I’ve done enough recording, I’m starting to feel sorry for myself and was about to hang up the phone when I heard a rattling sound from down the stairs.

It would be difficult to get caught by anyone here.

If someone from the company got involved, it would be possible to silence Yoo Han-soo right away, but if things went well, Jang Jun-hoo and Yoo Han-soo could end up as a bullying duo, so such a mild punishment was not satisfactory.

So I greeted Inyoung in the loudest voice I could, even though I couldn’t tell who she was.

“hello!”

Then Yoo Han-soo’s swearing stopped. Soon after, footsteps were heard coming up the stairs, and an employee from the agency came up.

“What were you doing here?”

“Oh, I need to take a phone call for a moment… … .”

At the same time, the call ended and the phone screen lit up brightly. I tilted the phone slightly so that the screen was in the employee’s field of vision, and the name I had politely saved as ‘PD Yoo Han-soo’ appeared clearly.

“Does PD Yoo still call you?”

The staff member was shocked. I waved my hands desperately and said,

“No, it’s been a really long time since I last spoke to you!”

It’s true that it’s been a long time.

More than that, I wanted to quickly go back to the practice room and check if the recording went well.

However, the employee did not leave immediately.

“Did PD Yoo say something else?”

“No, really… … !”

At that moment, my nose started tickling, even though the timing wasn’t right.

I hurriedly lowered my head, worried that my recently burst nose might burst again.

I pretended to sniffle and put my hand under my nose, but luckily, it was dry.

Just as I was about to raise my head in relief, the staff member shouted in great surprise.

“Are you crying?!”

Yes? Me?

No, wait.

Could you think… … that you could do it?

If I suddenly lower my head and start sobbing after being caught talking to my boss who has been harassing me…

I guess that’s understandable. I don’t think I have that kind of image, but things were bad.

I smiled as brightly as I could and tried to explain that that wasn’t the case.

However, it wasn’t easy because the staff saw my attitude as ‘a special trainee who was trying to keep her tears in check and act cheerful.’

In the end, I had to postpone checking the recording until the night and send the employee on his way.