Jung Jinsup loved women and booze. Woosung drank with him late into the night.
âItâs great here, right? You better thank me for bringing you here. I didnât even tell anyone at KYLO about this place.â Jung Jinsup boasted.
Woosung wanted to leave but stayed and agreed.
âHaha, thank you, bro.â
âHahaha, another drink! Now, why are you sitting like a monk? You look lonely there all by yourself. Grab a girl!â
Jung Jinsup groped a woman beside him. The woman moaned excitedly.
It was a disturbing scene. Woosung pretended to be drunk and asked Jung Jinsup.
âI want to be prepared for meeting Choi Gichul. Can you tell me what I need to avoid doing or mentioning? What does he hate the most?â
âThat would be his big brother.â
âYou mean Choi Gitae?â
Jung Jinsup shook his finger. âNo, the other one. The oldest, Choi Taemin. One time we were drinking, and he said that he wanted to kill his brother.â
Woosung swallowed. Choi Gichul hated his brother so much he wanted to kill him. Woosung knew he meant it and if he got a chance, he would act on it. He stammered on purpose and replied.
âIâ¦I see.â
âSo make sure to never mention the name Choi Taemin, okay?â
âAlright.â
Jung Jinsup smiled in satisfaction and raised his glass. âNow, letâs drink. The night is still young!â
Woosung had more questions he wanted to ask but he didnât want to look suspicious. Jung Jinsup was getting busy with the woman next to him. Woosung drank by himself with a troubled visage.
The next day.
Woosung sighed as he sat down in his office. He could smell the alcohol in his breath. Before they left the bar together, Jung Jinsup said to Woosung.
âThanks for the drink.â
He made Woosung pay.
The bill at the end of the day was about 10,000 dollars.
It was nothing to Woosung, but he hated spending money on Jung Jinsup.
âI will make sure he regrets his life.â
Jang Gwangchul walked into Woosungâs room and asked, disappointment was all over his tone.
âWho did you drink with last night? You didnât take me with you. Iâm sad.â
âI didnât want to, but I had to.â
âYou drank for business?â
Woosung nodded; Jang Gwangchul grinned. âWelcome to the grownupâs world.â
âI donât want to be in such a dirty world.â Woosung frowned. âBy the way, did you get to talk to Lee Ariâs management?â
âI did but they said they arenât sure if itâs possible. The decision is hers.â
âI see.â
âWhy not get someone else?â
âThen it would be meaningless. She is the best option.â
Jang Gwangchul suggested thoughtfully. âThere are a lot of great idols out there.â
âBut no one big enough to be a trendsetter like her.â
âI understand Lee Ari is the biggest star, but if we donât have a backup plan, we might end up with no one.â
âI will talk to her myself. Please arrange a meeting.â
âAlright, Iâll try.â
After Jang Gwangchul left, Woosung started his research on Lee Ari.
The first thing Woosung did was web crawling.
He gathered as much information as he could on SNS, news, and various online communities.
He then sorted the data using R Studio.
Woosung was by now a pro at data analysis. He also knew Lee Ariâs future.
As time went on, Woosung created a report.
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In a black van on her way to a studio, Lee Ari sat with a reserved gaze. With her sharp bob, flawless skin, and slim body, she looked like a fragile Greek statue. In her hand was a report.
She stared at it as she asked her manager.
âWhere did you say this came from?â
The manager worked with Lee Ari every day, but his heart pounded every time he saw her. He answered.
âItâs from KND Corporation. They want to hire you to advertise their new app Coconut Talk.â
âOhâ¦I remember.â
The manager added carefully. âItâs not a bad idea to meet with them. They are offering a lot of money too. Of course, Iâm not saying you should do it for the money! Everyone knows you care about being a true artist, not money.â
âHaha, yeah but I know money is important too!â
The manager replied with a smile. âHaha, of course. I heard they are offering more than $500,000, and itâs not a TV commercial. You know what Facebook is, right?â
Lee Ari nodded.
âAll they want is to record you using the Coconut Talk and upload the video on Facebook. The contract is for a year.â
âHmmâ¦â
While Lee Ari pondered, the manager replied. âYou do what you want. The boss wants you to be happy.â
She was only 20, but she was a huge star. Her management company valued her as its biggest asset.
Lee Ari believed in being an artist, not a sellout, but the report was so intriguing. What it said resonated with her, more so than what her management company recommended for her career. Lee Ari asked her manager.
âWhat do you think?â
The manager scratched his head and answered. âOh, haha. My opinion doesnât matter. Itâs your decision.â
âBut I want to hear your thoughts.â
âWellâ¦I thinkâ¦â
He glanced at her. He wanted to come to the same conclusion as Lee Ariâs. After thinking, he offered.
âI think you shouldnât do it. I think becoming a commercial model will negatively affect your image as an artist. Remember last time when there was a problem with the product you sponsor? You were partly blamed for it! It was unfair.â
Lee Ari handed the report to her manager and replied. âHaha, youâre right but have you read this?â
âLee Ari.â
âWhat she needs to do to become the worldâs biggest star.â
It was a grand title. Manager nodded.
âHaha of course. I read it carefully before giving it to you.â
âOh, I see. So you did read it.â
âIt seemed like whoever wrote it didnât understand the entertainment industry at all. He said your current TV show is a wrong choice for you. Donât you remember how hard our boss worked to get you this job?â
Lee Ari was on her way to meet with the staff for her new TV series âLovely Woman.â The writer of the report, KNDâs Kang Woosung, suggested she should instead take the main role for a different TV drama titled âIntimacy.â
As the title suggested, âIntimacyâ was not a G-rated show.
Lee Ari was popular for her âinnocent girlâ image so it was decided by her management team that this show didnât suit her.
âI know how hard our boss worked to get me to where I am. I am very appreciative. I am also thankful to you, manager.â
The manager smiled broadly. Lee Ari leaned back and thought.
âItâs time to get a new manager.â
They worked together for a whole year, yet he didnât understand her at all. How could he not agree with the report?
Lee Ari was disappointed.
âThe audience wants to see a different side of me. My fans and the media have already mentioned this before.â
The report was convincing, but she couldnât change to a different show because of a single report from a stranger.
Lee Ari thought carefully. She became a celebrity because she wanted to be loved. She never felt it from her own family, so she swore to become a top star.
The report promised to make her the beloved star of this country and the world.
âI donât think itâs a bad idea to meet with him.â She murmured quietly.