The Daughter of a Conglomerate Family Has Debuted - Chapter 260

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The atmosphere at the venue was much more cheerful than when we visited this place before.

Of course, it was just as lively back then as it is now, but the difference between then and now is.

“Oh! The kids are here. Welcome!”

“How have you been? The music was great.”

“Song-i, welcome too. I only saw you when you were young, but it’s amazing to see you all grown up.”

“Hey, all grown up! I’m still just a high school student though. You are a high school student, right?”

Joo Na-hyeon, a regular cast member and judo gold medalist who appeared as a PE teacher in the last episode, said with a friendly smile.

What’s different from before is that we’re included in that cheerful atmosphere.

When I came with Han Da-min, we were completely excluded from the idol cast members as if they had no expectations for us at all while preparing for filming.

They probably thought that since I had worked with them once before and Song-i was a veteran in variety shows, we’d do well enough.

“Ji-ye, how have you been all this time? You’ve been well, right?”

Kim Gwang-cheon approached me, mixing dialect and standard Korean as he started a conversation.

“Yes, I’ve been well. How have you been, senior?”

I asked while rummaging through my bag to pull out the prepared album.

Kim Gwang-cheon nodded with a somewhat bitter smile.

“Looking at the program, it’s not great since one guy left, but I’ve been doing fine.”

Oh, by the way, Park Nam-seok left the program.

It wasn’t something I personally intervened in, but these days issues spread so quickly.

A post appeared on some community site accusing Park Nam-seok of being rude to rookie or unpopular celebrities, and after that, various gossip channels quickly latched onto it and he fell from grace.

No matter how much he was packaged as having a good image and being a nice person, people who watched him on broadcasts would have felt something off about him at least once.

Perhaps because of that, he really sank incredibly fast.

These days programs have become character battles along with plot, and especially this broadcast relies on domestic fandoms, so they ruthlessly remove celebrities whose image has hit rock bottom.

‘That’s good for me.’

Actually, I never wanted to appear on this show again.

At that time, Han Da-min was so ignored by Park Nam-seok that I actually told CEO Kim Ja-in not to schedule any broadcasts that Park Nam-seok appears on if possible.

But thanks to Park Nam-seok falling from grace and leaving on his own, we were able to appear on the broadcasting station’s top flagship program again.

“The song was great, Ji-ye. It plays often on the radio and the response is good every time I hear it.”

“Really? Thank you. Please take this.”

I handed Kim Gwang-cheon a signed album.

‘I should also ask him to do a challenge later.’

Kim Gwang-cheon, whose favorability toward me has risen considerably, would probably gladly do it even if awkwardly.

“Oh! An album? Nice, let me see.”

Kim Gwang-cheon read aloud all the text written on the album and then handed it to his manager.

He probably won’t listen to it personally, but he’ll play it more often on the radio.

“Well then, Ji-ye, Song-i. Let’s do well this time too. Please take care of us.”

“Yes, senior.”

“Yes.”

We greeted Kim Gwang-cheon and the cast members and headed to the dressing room.

[What’s the Situation Today?!] is a role-playing variety show where all performers are given roles and situations to immerse themselves in while completing various missions and games.

Last time it was a serial murder case at a school, but this time…

“The costumes are hung in the dressing room, so you can come out after putting them on.”

“Yes, thank you.”

I entered the dressing room and checked my outfit.

A shirt and tie, and dress pants. This time’s costume was a neat and well-fitted suit.

Along with a stylish coat, sunglasses, and leather gloves.

It was a suit, but definitely not something an office worker would wear – if I had to describe it, it was a suit you’d see in a noir film.

I changed clothes and just brought out the coat, sunglasses, and gloves.

Then the stylist spread the coat and draped it over my shoulders, placing the gloves and sunglasses on the makeup table.

With the coat on, the genre became clear.

“It’s noir, right? Criminal organization, something like that. Right?”

“Right, right.”

The program writer who just entered the waiting room readily nodded at my words and approached.

“This time’s concept is organizational warfare. Ji-ye, you’re playing the role of the organization’s boss.”

“Organization boss? Ooh. Then who are the organization members?”

As I asked while watching more and more makeup being applied to my face in the mirror, the writer smiled and brought her index finger to her lips.

“You’ll find that out during filming.”

“Ah, so the only information I need to know is that I’m the organization’s boss?”

“That, and recently the boss is looking for new sources of funding. You need big money to expand the business.”

The writer gave me only the minimum information I needed to know and left the waiting room.

Hmm, seeing that they made Song-i and me use separate waiting rooms, maybe Song-i and I will be on different teams.

As I was thinking lightly and looking in the mirror, the stylist had completed makeup that matched the outfit well – thick makeup close to stage makeup – and carefully placed the sunglasses on my face.

“Ji-ye, after you take off the sunglasses, press firmly where the frame touched. The makeup probably won’t come off, but just in case.”

“Yes, thank you.”

And shortly after, filming began.

In a cramped space filled with luxury furniture and a black leather sofa, I sat in the center striking a stylish pose… waiting motionlessly.

Unlike last time, this filming’s story didn’t start with me.

They said if I wait here quietly setting the mood, the performers will come in soon and naturally join when they discover me.

Outside the set studio, that is, from another room, I could hear loud arguing voices.

“Hey! Do you know who I am! If our boss finds out, he won’t leave you alone!”

“Do you know who I am! You’re not the only one with a boss? I have one too!”

This is driving me crazy.

The performers were spouting Gyeongsang Province dialect that sounded awkward even to me, a Seoul person, while continuing their childish argument.

It looks like it really is organizational warfare.

At this point, I became curious about Song-i’s role. Is Song-i also a boss like me? Somehow I could imagine Song-i in a similar suit to mine, setting the mood, and I almost burst out laughing.

Meanwhile, the sounds from the adjacent room suddenly quieted down, and soon the sound of footsteps began rushing over.

And the production staff filming me sent a signal to get ready.

I straightened my posture that had been getting looser over time and struck a boss-like stylish pose again.

I crossed my legs, leaned back against the sofa, and waited quietly with my hand against my temple when I heard the sliding door open.

“…Huh?”

The performer’s reaction as if they had no idea I was there. At the same time, noir film OST quietly began playing.

“You’re late.”

I said to them while straightening my posture, setting the mood in my own way.

“You don’t even greet the boss when you see him? That’s lacking.”

When I subtly mentioned my role, the performers rushed in with exclamations of realization and greeted me.

“We’re back, boss!”

“Have you eaten, boss!”

“Good day, boss!”

The cast members from my organization who came to my side, presumably my team, were three people. Daniele, Lee Tae-hyeon, and Kim Gwang-cheon, whom I had met during the last filming.

Kim Gwang-cheon who’s good at strength games, Lee Tae-hyeon who lacks strength but is clever, and Daniele who’s just bright and funny.

It was a good combination.

“Sit down.”

At my words, the cast members naturally divided into pairs and sat on the sofa.

I let out a deep sigh and delivered the dialogue that was almost the only one given to me in this filming.

“So, did you find out what I instructed? The transaction date is approaching. We need to start preparing the amount they proposed.”

Then Kim Gwang-cheon said with a bitter expression.

“We’re sorry, boss. No matter how much we searched, there doesn’t seem to be anywhere to get that much money.”

“There isn’t…”

The atmosphere became quite serious. Suddenly Daniele said.

“But boss, can you see ahead? Why are you wearing sunglasses indoors…”

“Pffft…”

Ugh, seriously. I was setting the mood so well.

With embarrassed smiles at the laughter erupting from here and there, I quietly took off my sunglasses.

“Sorry about that.”

The laughter grew louder at my apology.

At that moment, Lee Tae-hyeon, who had been lost in serious thought with a grave expression regardless of whether others were laughing or not, spoke up.

“Hyung-nim, but you see. I heard a certain rumor recently.”

“A rumor?”

“Yes, that somewhere in Seoul there’s a garlic field with money buried in it… I heard such a rumor.”

I rolled my eyes around.

Ah, so this game is about finding the garlic field with buried money.

Thinking that, I continued with the next line.

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