Chapter 82
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 82
Chapter Title: Let's Pick a Manager
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"So, you're working as a singer, hyung?"
"Yeah, something like that. Hoo."
Geum Taeyang set Ayeong down as he answered Takuya.
Takuya, now quite close with him, was chatting casually with Geum Taeyang.
"Still, you seem to be getting used to the workouts now."
"Yeah! It's all thanks to you, hyung! Lately, I don't even get out of breath when I walk, and my muscles don't cramp up anymore!"
Geum Taeyang looked at Takuya.
His weight, once around 190, was now down to about 150, and he'd even grown taller.
'Why's his height increasing?'
Geum Taeyang couldn't wrap his head around it, but in this world, losing weight naturally came with a slight growth spurt.
"Good. Still, don't push yourself too hard."
"Got it, hyung!"
Exercise was crucial right now.
Overconfidence could lead to trying weights beyond his limit, and that's when accidents happened.
Geum Taeyang had drilled this warning into Takuya multiple times.
"I need to head to the agency and ask about practice sessions and stuff. That's it for today. I'll go first. You do 30 more minutes, then head out. Any more and you might hurt yourself."
"Got it! When your album drops, hyung, I'll hype it up to everyone I know and buy it too!"
Geum Taeyang chuckled at Takuya pumping his fists.
"Thanks."
It already felt like he had a loyal fan in the bag.
After wrapping up his daily workout, Geum Taeyang returned to KA Entertainment.
"Mr. Geum Taeyang! Welcome. Right this way."
Unlike the first day, the desk employee—clearly set on avoiding mistakes—guided him properly this time.
'He's so damn hot...'
The employee escorting him kept stealing glances at Geum Taeyang.
A man who looked like he'd ripped himself straight out of a comic was more than enough to make any woman's womb quiver.
But she was society’s bottom rung.
She knew damn well she had no business with a guy like that.
'Bones got shattered last time...'
Men became celebrities for the money, sure—but some did it out of sheer show-off mania.
The type who hated getting touchy with women but secretly loved the attention. That was celebrity life.
Which one was Geum Taeyang?
'No way a guy this exceptional is just chasing cash.'
The employee figured Geum Taeyang was an attention hound and proceeded with extreme caution.
Show-offs like that didn't forgive screw-ups from high-school-grad interns like her.
They'd call in their security and get violent on the spot.
Geum Taeyang hadn't brought any... but no harm in being careful.
She had zero fantasies about dating men anyway, so no need to get too close.
Kyung kyung...♡
Of course, his mouthwatering scent kept her womb trembling nonstop...
"We're here. This is the men's exclusive floor."
"Oh..."
The company's topmost floor.
Guided into the exclusive space reserved for men only, Geum Taeyang was impressed.
A setup like a luxury PC bang, loaded with high-end computers and every gaming console imaginable.
A restaurant stocked with premium ingredients, chefs on standby to whip up meals anytime.
And separate private lounges for chilling out.
"Please wait just a moment. I've notified the president. She'll be right up. I'll head out now...!!"
The employee bolted from the men's floor like she couldn't trust herself to stay with Geum Taeyang any longer.
"Sure."
Left alone, Geum Taeyang took in the surroundings while he waited. Soon, May came rushing in, panting hard.
"Huff... huff... huff. Mr. Geum Taeyang. Honored you came again today. It's practically an infinite glory for our company. Make yourself at home here."
Seeing May breathe so raggedly brought back yesterday's heaving image, tenting his pants.
Geum Taeyang reined in his stirring cock and spoke up.
"Can I crash here and practice vocals and dance?"
"Pardon...? You could, if you want, but we haven't settled on a song yet... And women would lose their minds just hearing you sing—no practice needed..."
Geum Taeyang knew full well he wasn't some vocal prodigy.
He excelled at physical feats, so dance came easy—but singing? Strictly average.
To drop an album, vocal training was non-negotiable.
He couldn't foist mediocre tracks on fans who adored him.
"May. I'll handle it myself."
"Eut♡ Yesss♡..."
To dodge any bullshit, Geum Taeyang murmured the order right in her ear.
May flushed beet red, head bowed as yesterday's memory hit her.
"R-right away then. I'll send up a manager first—please wait just a sec."
"Yeah. That's fine..."
The men's floor was purely for R&R, so killing time wouldn't be dull.
"Damn it!!"
Back in her office, May pounded the desk.
She hadn't picked Geum Taeyang's manager yet.
Showing up the day after signing? The guy was leagues apart from other men.
That very charm made him irresistible—yet it was stressing her out now.
"Aaaah!! VP Lell!! That bitch ruined everything! I was gonna assign a manager yesterday!"
May slammed the desk in frustration.
She'd booted VP Lell—who'd dared lap up the cum from her body—and her entire crew straight out of the company.
Now the place was in total chaos, unprecedented even.
New job postings to fill the gaps, every department picking up Lell's slack bit by bit.
"Haaa... Who the hell to send as Geum Taeyang's manager?"
May agonized over employee files.
"Her realm's too high—no."
"Too educated."
"Too damn rich."
Qualifying for Geum Taeyang's manager was brutal.
No sky-high realms, no fancy degrees. No fat stacks either.
Women grinded realms, studies, cash—all to snag a man.
One more shot at catching his eye.
Clear those three hurdles, and even a wife's earnings could win his favor!!
So no way was she assigning qualifiers to Geum Taeyang.
They might snatch her spot.
Jealousy had no place in a woman—or so they said. But show her one who never felt it.
"Haa... And someone actually competent."
May sighed under the impossible criteria.
Hit all that and excel at work? Who the hell fits?
"Found her."
Surprisingly, one did.
Karen, the rank-and-file who'd guided him to the interview.
Anhedonic—no thirst for men. Education? High-school grad, done.
Plus drowning in debt from her sick mom's care...!!
The kicker: killer performance reviews, but no connections—passed over for promotions and raises every time.
Geum Taeyang's manager material, tailor-made.
Would he spare a nothing like her a glance?
"HR chief. HR has a Karen, right? Send her to my office now."
May summoned Karen on the spot.
"You called, President?"
Anhedonia at work?
Karen stepped in, face blank as ever.
'Stain...?'
She cocked her head at the splotch on the office door but tuned it out quick.
Cleaning door gunk wasn't her gig.
"Perfect timing, employee Karen. First one-on-one chat?"
"Yes, President."
"Great. Just great. Checked your recent HR logs—solid evals, yet screwed on promotions and pay."
"...Thanks for looking out."
Karen went on guard.
Knew about the raw deal? Fix it with a bump up—don't drag her in for chit-chat.
This screamed "job for you."
If it was dirty scapegoat work, she'd bail hard. Karen tuned into May's pitch.
"Here's the thing—department switch? HR to support. Wanna make you a manager... Thoughts?"
"...I'll do it."
No crime, just a transfer—easy peasy.
Karen nodded without fuss.
Job hunt dodged, luckily.
"You saw him yesterday, right? Geum Taeyang belting in the interview room. His manager gig—whaddya say?"
"!!!"
Karen stiffened a tad.
A man's manager?
Her friend just got arms and legs snapped for one slip-up in front of a guy—two weeks sidelined.
Karen couldn't risk it.
Injury? Bills would bury her.
Mom dies untreated, pointless death...
"Sorry, but..."
"100 million base salary. We'll make it happen."
"I'll do it."
Too fat a stack to turn down.
Triple her old pay—irresistible.
This could pad mom's treatment fund.
Karen inked the fresh contract pronto.
'Heh heh heh.'
May smirked at the sight.
Overkill for a manager, sure—but May knew her backstory.
Confidence locked: this cash wouldn't change shit for Karen.
'Earn all you want—Geum Taeyang won't glance your way.'
Jealous women always got a little ugly.
