The Trashy PD Has To Survive as an Idol

I left the house and headed toward the still-unfamiliar WH Entertainment building.

The moment I stepped inside, my phone rang at a ridiculous, perfect timing—caller ID: “Manager.”

Just like the very beginning of Nameless Idol Tycoon.

This had to be another opening setup for Nameless Actor Tycoon.

“Oh my, if it isn’t our rising star?! Why’ve you been so impossible to reach~!”

When I said I was in the lobby, a familiar face came rushing toward me.

It was the very same manager who’d originally handled The Dawn.

“...Ah, sorry. I was a little busy.”

“Oh? Really?”

Clearly in a hurry, the manager barely finished greeting me before pushing me along toward the underground parking lot.

“You remember you’re supposed to meet the PD and staff of the new drama today, right? Having lunch together? After that you’ve got practice too.”

“Yeah.”