Rookie Talent Agent Knows It All

Lee Myung-Taek swept his hand and flew into the air, then landed on his butt with a thud.

Thud.

"Aaaargh."

Lee Myung-Taek grabbed his tailbone and rolled on the floor with a loud scream. I had told Zhou Shishi to just hold him, but it looked like Lee Myung-Taek had crossed the line.

When Zhou Shishi met my eyes, she looked a little apologetic. "I'm sorry. I was trying to hold him, but that man tried to slap Ling Ling's cheek."

'Very well done.'

I had told them to stay still in case a prosecutor's investigator came, not to stand by and watch Ling Ling get hit. Anyway, I felt lucky she hadn't broken any bones.

"He'll be fine. That much was nothing."

At that moment, Lee Myung-Taek came back to his senses. "Ugh. W-what? Chief Jung... What are you... How are you here?"

Because I had been on a broadcast, he recognized my face.

I shrugged and answered, "How else would I be here? I came because you were trying to swindle one of our agency's singers."

Lee Myung-Taek clutched his tailbone and looked at Ling Ling and Zhou Shishi. "What? A-agency? What do you mean? They're... Chinese."