The Manager Is a Gangster chapter 111

The Manager Is a Gangster 111

111 – Is this an entertainment agency? (2)

1.

Excluding us who were originally trainees, it took a month for Ha An-i, Li-ra, Ji-woo and Haru to lay the foundation.

Excluding us, the members who were just ordinary people are starting to look like trainees, so the time has come for Bareungil Entertainment to really run towards their debut.

So, as a manager, I told the president that I should prepare for my debut soon, and the president agreed with me and replied that I would notify the staff.

This is what happened just before I left work yesterday.

And today, as I went to work from the 4th floor of my house to the 2nd floor where the office is located, I had to see it.

“Ah… What a girl group is a girl group. Annoying.”

“Can’t we just stay still as usual? I was going to study for a license today.”

“You work overtime? Does that make sense, really?”

“Anyone can see it is a waste of money, a waste of time, and a waste of manpower. Can’t we just stay with Paper Company like we normally do?”

“No, when you pick people who can just sit still and spend about 8 hours, they suddenly ask you to do something. It’s ridiculous, really.”

A look at an office full of complaints from employees that doesn’t make any sense at all.

What the hell is this…?

I have never been to a company in my life, so I have no knowledge about work life, but I know that this is far from the typical office worker.

Of course, office workers don’t like to work. In a way, it’s natural, and it’s understandable that they get annoyed when something suddenly happens after they’ve been off until now.

However, it should not be openly revealed in the office, the work space.

Because these are office workers and people who are hired and paid by the company.

It is natural to work as much as you receive.

The reason I went around thugs with my older brother when I was with my older brother in the Jeongdo faction was also because I couldn’t see what they were doing, but the first reason I did that was to pay for the meal I got from my brother. .

It is the law of giving as much as you have to work as much as you get, and that has been an immutable law that has been handed down since the concept of employment was born.

But now, the employees of Bareungil Enter right in front of them didn’t even lift a finger, let alone move, even after seeing what had fallen in front of them.

“Ac… Hey, chief. How about this?”

“I don’t know. No, what kind of idol is a nobleman who has gone to hell after eating so badly? Are you still out of your mind?”

“That’s right! Manager, please talk to me! Our salary comes out of the pockets of that investor anyway, isn’t the boss the boss! Let’s just do it like we did before!”

“Yes, I will. Maybe someone who should have learned enough about reality suddenly went insane. Let me tell you.”

“Yes then, I will rest today like yesterday.”

“Yes. I said yes.”

No, rather, they didn’t even lift a finger, and they even went so far as to argue as if the boss who wrote the job start notice was wrong.

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Even after the short bullsh*t was over, I sat in front of the office entrance, staring at the sky, watching the employees using cell phones, surfing the web, and doing self-development that had nothing to do with work.

Even though about 20 minutes had passed since working hours, none of the employees even attempted to look at the debut-related tasks posted in today’s notice.

They were like pigs in a pig farm, where wild animals were castrated and only ate feed provided by their owners.

My kids are practicing really hard. People who are salaried employees are so self-absorbed. This, how the hell did this happen?

In a really embarrassing situation, I felt dizzy, put my hand on my forehead and closed my eyes, and the dream-like voice I heard yesterday shimmered.

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“Excuse me.”

“Oh, are you here?”

When I entered the practice room at break time, Jiyeon greeted me.

I said hello to Ji-yeon by moving her head slightly, then turned her head to look at our children who were not seen outside.

All of my kids were stretched out on the floor as always, and they didn’t even have the strength to turn their heads to greet me.

It made my heart melt when I saw those miserable figures, but revealing it on the outside is something neither the kids who practiced hard until they become like that, nor the Jiyeon who practiced hard until they become like that.

“How was your day?”

So I chose to ask questions about my children’s achievements instead of sympathizing with them.

“How many steps did everyone reach?”

Step.

A system that divides the intensity of practice according to the count that Jiyeon uses when she trains her children.

In the past, when Jiyeoni first learned to dance and sing, she was devised by her master, and it was a Spartan-style practice method that set the stage according to the century and pushes the individual to the maximum they can bear.

There were a total of 5 stages, and when I last asked, we were originally promising trainees, we were at 5th stage, Lira and Ha Ani were at 4th stage, and Haru was at 3rd stage. At the end of stage 3, Ji-woo couldn’t stand it and fell out.

Now, two weeks have passed since then, I asked Jiyeon again with a trembling heart, and she answered me with a grin.

“Now I won’t collapse while dancing and singing anywhere. It’s because I’ve put up one stamina properly.”

When I heard that answer, I doubted my ears, but then clenched my fists and cheered inwardly.

Jiyeon’s words that she won’t collapse while dancing and singing mean that all of our children have passed the final stage, stage 5.

Physical strength is the most important thing in all fields, and being equipped with physical strength means that the foundation on which other things can be built is laid.

While rejoicing at the fact that we could start anything, Jiyeon, who noticed our children still united with the floor, put her mouth into my ear and quietly whispered.

“Ah, by the way, erasing it… It’s a bit risky. If you practice step 5, you will do it until the end. The moment it ends, it collapses like a doll with a thread cut.”

“·······That’s it.”

“Yeah, I mean, I’m holding on with my mental strength. For that part, I want you to tell Jiwoo well so that he can make up for it personally.”

“Huh? That’s fine though Can’t you just say that?”

In response to my question, Ji-yeon frowned slightly and looked at Ji-woo, who did not move the slightest bit like a doll with a thread cut.

“······I, I can’t say anything to Ji-woo anymore. When Ji-woo smiles, her heart breaks.”

“I admit that.”

I nodded my head at the obvious extenuating reason.

Okay then, I guess it’s time to start the secret special training we promised last time. To be honest, I wish I had done it a little earlier, but I’ve been busy for the past two weeks and I haven’t seen the faces of the kids at work, so I can’t help it. And it’s not too late, it’s important to do it first.

I promised to raise Ji-Woo as a physical fitness leader, but at the same time, I put a question that I must ask.

“Then, Jiyeon. Slowly now…”

“Yes. That’s right.”

In response to Ji-yeon’s answer, my question was cut off before the contents of the main sentence were revealed.

But none of that mattered.

“Time to become a real idol trainee.”

Because I got the answer I really wanted to hear from Jiyeon, who already knew what kind of question I was going to ask.

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My children were invincible who were chased by gangsters, bullied who suffered from school violence, innocent rural girls, daughters of a huge yakuza organization (what used to be), and being told that it would be okay to go from being an idol trainee to a real idol trainee. It’s yesterday.

But right now, ahead of the grand journey of making our kids the best idols, the writers who called themselves employees were swearing at debuting as a foolish act when everyone united their minds and worked even if it wasn’t enough.

“In my heart, I want to wipe everything out, but…”

Violence is a last resort when there is no other reasonable way.

And now I had another option to resolve this situation besides violence.

No, it was clear that the other option would be far cleaner and more intelligent in every way than using violence.

“Because I am also an office worker now. You can’t do it like a thug without even trying.”

So I chose a way to solve all these problems neatly, leaving violence behind.

“Let’s go to the person in charge of all this.”

2.

Clap.

“Do you have a boss?”

After opening the door to the president’s office with a basic greeting, I saw the president Jeong-ba-ro sitting at his desk scribbling something on a piece of paper.

“······That, Kang Jin-hyeok. Isn’t that usually what you say when you knock? It’s not like opening the door and coming in like that.”

The boss didn’t even accept my greeting and bet on the fact that I entered the door without knocking, but I said, ‘Oh, that’s right. Ha ha!’ I had no intention of accepting it.

“Oh knock? Originally knocking. Because now is not the time to be polite.”

“Yes?”

After striding closer to the desk where the boss was sitting, I pulled the sofa for serving guests and sat down.

“What the hell is this doing…”

The CEO’s expression was a little offended by my actions, which were literally eccentricities themselves, but as I said before, I wasn’t in a situation to look into that right now.

“Boss. What is the boss doing now?”

After I cut off the boss, I returned the question he was trying to ask me.

“Yes, yes?”

Then, of course, I heard a stupid sound, and I opened my mouth and brought up the main topic with a stiff expression.

“The money Ha An gave me. Why do you write like that?”

Whether it’s a gangster organization or a small planning company, it’s easiest to kill the original chief executive.

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