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... unned.

‘I can’t believe that the person who stomped on their confidence is from our own company.’

“So, Chief Park Han-Cheol from Division 1 told you guys to know your place just because you lacked popularity? No way! Why would he speak that way to the singers from Division 2 when he works in Division1?”

Yang Eun-Bi, who had been quietly listening to Woo Yeon-Hee’s story, complained with a bitter expression.

“I mean, he’s not entirely wrong. In the entertainment in ...

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