Chapter 177: Who is His Person (9)
TL: emptycube / ED: Isleidir
“How do you feel?”
“I feel good.”
“You feel good? You feel about getting rejected by Son Chaeyoung?”
“No, the riding experience.”
I replied while feeling the plush massage chair. I had ridden in those commonly known as ‘celebrity vans’ as a manager, but this was the best I’ve been in. It didn’t smell of food or dusty, and it was as comfortable as a cozy loft.
If I had something like this, Lee Songha would be less exhausted during overnight shoots.
I looked around the van before meeting Chief Lee Janghyun’s gaze.
“You seem calm to have to leisure to judge the driving experience on your way to Son Chaeyoung.”
“It’s not like I’m going to die.”
Though it was a disaster area.
Chief Lee Janghyun wrinkled his nose like he was trying not to snort.
“Your head’s going to fly if you approach her like you would Lee Songha. If Lee Songha’s a flowery mountain, Son Chaeyoung’s a minefield. There’s no countdown. She’ll just explode. She wasn’t this bad before, but she’s become crazy after her contract renewal. Fuck, even I’ve become crazy. Suffering this shit because I said I could manage her.”
He seemed to have suffered quite the hardship to swear like that. I had heard there was a chief from Team 2 who clung to the Team 2 Leader’s ankles, saying that he couldn’t take it any longer, after volunteering to handle Son Chaeyoung. Was it him?
“Well, anyways. There isn’t anyone who’s gotten used to Son Chaeyoung as quick as me.”
Chief Lee Janghyun shrugged.
“I’ll give you some tips, so remember what I do. Only then will you be able to talk to Son Chaeyoung.”
He acted like he was being very considerate of me with every remark.
What was he planning?
The majority of times people made a move against me pissed me off, but occasionally, it was interesting. This was the latter. His gaze was thorny when we met in the outdoor smoking area.
Well, it seemed like he was helping me because he wanted something from me.
He seemed to notice I was examining him as he coughed. Then he checked his pockets. Amongst the miscellaneous items such as cigarettes, lighter, and name card, he took out a piece of gum. He quickly blew a bubble after putting the gum in his mouth.
“Do you want one?”
“I’m fine.”
“People who don’t know think that managers who chew gum look like thugs, but a lot of baseball players chew gum too. It helps release some of your tension. It’ll be helpful if actors had some before a shoot.”
Chief Lee Janghyun glanced at me.
“But about Lee Songha.”
“Songha?”
“You’re busy because you’re already taking care of so many people. Isn’t that why you hastily found a temporary manager for Nam Joyoon? You’ll be even busier with Son Chaeyoung, so I don’t think you’ll be able to handle all of Lee Songha’s schedule by yourself.”
Aha, Lee Songha?
I was wonder what he was aiming for by acting so considerate.
Who he really wanted to make a move on was Lee Songha and I was just the bridge to her?
“Then who usually fills in?”
“I try my best to take care of Songha’s schedule myself. Kwanwoo or Chief Kim Hyunjo fills in when I really can’t make it. If they are both busy, then our team leader fills in sometimes.”
“And what if the Team 3 Leader is busy? Why it seemed like he was busy with Blackout’s overseas concerts.”
“You seem interested in our team.”
“Well, even if we aren’t in the same team, we are all part of the same family.”
“When even the Team 3 Leader can’t fill in, I adjust her schedule…”
“I.”
Chief Lee Janghyun cut in hastily,
“Have some free time. Jungkyun, who I’m managing right now, is going to mandatory military service soon. If you don’t have someone to fill in for you for Lee Songha’s schedule, then I think I can help you out.”
Desire was visible in his voice and on his face.
I covered my smirk with a laugh.
I felt it again. That unpleasant feeling. While it wasn’t as bad as with CEO Baek Hansung, it wasn’t so light that I could simply ignore it. Was a switch flipped? There were countless people who wanted Lee Songha, what was I supposed to do if it made me feel unpleasant?
How troublesome.
I hid my inner thoughts and made a fake business smile.
“I’ll definitely ask when that happens.”
Though it never will.
The van stopped its drive around a luxurious residential area. When thinking about Son Chaeyoung, I imagined a white house on top of a hill, but her real house was a private house like ones you saw in dramas.{1} I didn’t know if it was to protect her private life, but the wall around her house was as tall as a fortress. Ivy covered the red brick wall, and plenty of trees shot up above the wall.