Chapter 137
After the broadcast ended, it was only natural that the members would come charging at me.
Usually, for collabs like this, we rent a full-motion studio, so there was nowhere to run.
As the host, I had to keep fueling the fire, making sure the members got worked up—saying things like "You really can't even guess that?" and other unreasonable taunts.
So it was only expected that I’d end up trapped in a four-person human barrier, getting tossed around like laundry in a washing machine.
While I was getting pounded by their hands, my phone rang.
It was the CEO.
"Yes, boss."
The moment I said boss, three of them immediately backed away.
Turns out, most of them are actually scared of her.
Except for Rain, who’s spent too much time overseas to care—she was the only one unfazed.
The others just stood there, quietly observing, probably trying to gauge what I was about to say.
["Good job. The broadcast wrapped up cleanly."]