The Trashy PD Has To Survive as an Idol - Chapter 179

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179

The excited Noeul fans couldn’t wait for the next day to arrive.
However, among them existed those whose enthusiasm had cooled somewhat—the working Noeul fans.

[Don’t want to think about work but really want to see Sung Ji-won in a suit]
[Will we actually get to see Kim Sung-hyun in a dress shirt… sigh…]
[Lmaooo you’d think people like that don’t exist in real life but… honestly this concept is killing me]

Everyone simply enjoyed the office concept without expecting much else.
With the broadcast time set awkwardly at 5:30 PM, the Noeul fans set aside overtime work, evening classes, academy sessions, company duties, and everything else, determined to turn on the TV or pull out their phones no matter what.

[Yo look at that lazy CG of The Durn Electronics slapped on top of the tvK Building lolololololololol

└Even so, they couldn’t use the crumbling Dae Pa-sung building…
└└lololololololololololololololol true]

Beside the building (claiming to be The Durn Electronics), a blue sky shimmered as the subtitles slowly rose on screen.

【Part 2 – The Lives of Slaves (feat. Newcomer)】

[No way]
[No way, it’s Idol?]

The screen changed, and there stood Idol at the company entrance.
Everyone had assumed Seo Ho-yoon from the preview would be the main character, but it was actually Jung Da-jun.

【Strategic Planning Department, 2nd Month Intern Jung Da-jun
Special Trait: Passed the interview unanimously after displaying insane personal skills and overwhelming positivity during the interview】

With a pristine employee ID proudly hanging around his neck, Jung Da-jun gripped the backpack straps tightly in his hands, looked up at the company building, then nodded as if he’d made a decision.

“Let’s do great today too! Fighting, Jung Da-jun!!”

With that, his hands trembling slightly from nervousness, he swiped his company card and entered the building, where he encountered Sung Ji-won, who was wearing a gentle smile.

【HR Support Team Lead Sung Ji-won
Special Trait: His gentle tone and captivating appearance leave new hires so bewildered they stamp their contracts without even negotiating their salaries】

“Ah, Jung Da-jun. Good morning.”
“Oh!! Team Lead Sung!!”

Beaming with a bright smile, Jung Da-jun sprinted forward only to trip over nothing and crash to the ground. Sung Ji-won approached with quick yet graceful strides, caught his arm, and helped him up. Then he brushed the dust from Da-jun’s clothes.

“No need to rush.”
“Haha, yes sir!”
“It feels like just yesterday I saw you at the interview, but you’re already looking like a true company employee.”
“Really?! Kyaa, thank you so much!!”

[Hey, Team Lead, didn’t you just see Da-jun fall?

└Da-jun’s got zero doubt in this situation
└└Heard he passed the interview with pure positive energy, and it’s totally true…
Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

“How are things going for you?”
“Everyone’s been so nice!”
“Aha, and Team Lead Seo as well?”

Jung Da-jun’s complexion turned pale in an instant.

“W-well… he’s been nice. For now….”
“Is that so?”
“He’s a bit scary, though—.”

With only vague instructions like “bump into Sung Ji-won on the way to work,” and no detailed script, Jung Da-jun had been trying to respond casually, but he found himself increasingly absorbed in the moment, words tumbling out in rapid succession.

“—But still, no matter how busy the day gets, he strictly respects lunch hours and always treats us to delicious meals. During work, he’s the harshest taskmaster in the world and his sarcasm is world-class… Oh! But sometimes when we do well, he pats our heads… I just can’t tell what he’s thinking since his moods seem to shift so much!!”
“I see….”
“And apparently he’s popular in the company because of his face, but does that even make sense? If they actually worked in the Strategic Planning Department, they wouldn’t say such things!!”

Sung Ji-won, who had been receiving Jung Da-jun’s passionate tirade with a calm smile as his cheeks flushed a deep crimson like ripe persimmons, shifted his gaze slightly and spoke.

“That’s what they say, isn’t it, Team Lead Seo?”
“?”

Sung Ji-won subtly pointed behind them with his hand, and Jung Da-jun blinked in confusion before turning around—his body stiffened. He’d caught sight of that familiar, icy-cold face.

“Hmm….”

Hahahahahaha oh my god hahahahahaha
[Oh
Da-jun
What are you gonna do about this]

It was Seo Ho-yoon, stroking his chin with one hand as he looked Jung Da-jun up and down.

“You’ve barely been working at the company, and your work is clumsy at best—yet you’re remarkably well-informed about rumors like that?”
“…T, T, Team Lead.”
“The world’s number one at sarcasm just walked in.”
“I heard he’s quite popular too?”
“Ah, I see.”

Supported by Sung Ji-won’s comment, Seo Ho-yoon let out a quiet laugh.

“Does it really seem so unreasonable to you, Jung Da-jun?”

[Ah]

As if to say “isn’t it obvious from looking at my face,” Seo Ho-yoon’s confident expression with one corner of his mouth raised filled the screen in a close-up. The Noeul fans were delighted, pulling at their hair.
The Noeul fans were delighted, pulling at their hair.

[Ahhhhhhh]
[Krrrraahhh you crazy bastard~~~~]

Jung Da-jun kept his mouth firmly shut, his eyes darting around frantically, while Seo Ho-yoon sent him one more cold glance before walking right past him. Sung Ji-won followed in his wake.

“Ho-yoon, Hyun-sung was avoiding you.”

[Are those two the same batch???]

【※The three eldest brothers are the same batch setting※】

And so the faces of Management Support Team Lead Kim Sung-hyun, Strategic Planning Team Lead Seo Ho-yoon, and HR Support Team Lead Sung Ji-won were etched onto the mountainside of Mount Rushmore.

[CG is seriously lacking any foundation…]

While Noeul fans marveled at the crude graphics, Seo Ho-yoon asked back.

“Why? Can’t act?”
“They don’t like being called a baby.”
“What can I do if I find it charming when they get annoyed?”

[Wow, Seo Ho-yoon really has a terrible personality…]
[This bastard… but honestly, I like it when you get annoyed too…]

“The Dun Electronics” was a reality plot crafted by Lee Ji-hyun, who understood well that while fandom is grounded in reality, it becomes more alluring precisely because it could never actually happen—all based on countless meetings and discussions with Seo Ho-yoon and the Planning Team (or rather, Seo Ho-yoon’s one-sided badgering).
This would definitely hit.
Lee Ji-hyun was confident, staking her ultimate bias on it.

[Wait, Seo Ho-yoon hasn’t touched the mouse even once so far;;;; he’s creating everything with shortcuts]
[This has to be a lie]
[Why does an idol know PowerPoint and Excel shortcuts..]

And when Seo Ho-yoon entered the Strategic Planning Department office and began working, that prediction proved spectacularly accurate.
During his PD days, Seo Ho-yoon had nearly worked himself to death, but it hadn’t always been that way. He’d worked with maximum efficiency because every single second mattered—he wanted to share dinner with Seo Ho-jin.

[But the PowerPoint is seriously so clean lolololololololol the content lololololololololol]

Seo Ho-yoon focused with genuine intensity, typing like a madman.

【Proposal Regarding Jung Da-jun’s Cavity Prevention】

[lololololololololololololololololololololololololololololololololololololol]
[Are you seriously moonlighting as a salary thief lololololololololololololololol]

Following the 5W1H framework, I laid out Jung Da-jun’s current cavity situation, problem identification, causes, and countermeasures without hesitation, but most of it was either cut in editing or rendered blurry, with only a single sentence flashing past.
Despite being an instant, Noeul fans miraculously captured screenshots and gossiped about it.

[No… something about this looks seriously impressive? No wait, it’s just a few lines but it seems so legit]
[The writing already smells like someone who’s good at their job, this must be what the Planning Team prepared, right?]

No, that’s not it.
Seo Ho-yoon, who genuinely had nothing better to do, had whipped it up in thirty minutes just to show Jung Da-jun.
Beside him, Jung Da-jun—oblivious to his impending fate—had opened PowerPoint and was admiring the 3D design when the door suddenly burst open.
It was Kang Yi-chae, dressed in a white dress shirt and gray cotton pants.

[Tom x Dun?????????? Why is this happening????]

Since Kang Yi-chae typically stuck to hoodies or casual looks whenever he was on stage or fulfilling schedules, even the fans were seeing him in this semi-formal style for the first time.

【Strategic Planning Department Newcomer Kang Yi-chae】

[Ah, the newcomer is making my heart race]

But everyone burst out laughing at the description that appeared next.

【Special Trait: Nepotism.】

“Hey~.”

Kang Yi-chae greeted with a sly grin as he opened the office door, and a clock zoomed in beside him.
11:20 AM.
Seo Ho-yoon didn’t even look up as he asked.

“Did you come to eat company food?”
“Haha, I wanted to eat the meal the team lead is treating us to. Right, Da-jun?”
“Um….”

As Jung Da-jun trailed off hesitantly, Kang Yi-chae pulled an Americano from his drink carrier and pressed it against the back of Jung Da-jun’s neck.
Kang Yi-chae giggled at Jung Da-jun’s yelp, then approached Seo Ho-yoon.

“Here, have this, Team Lead.”
“What is it?”
“Whole grain boba chips with chocolate drizzle, five pumps of mocha syrup, and four pumps of hazelnut syrup added.”
“….”
“Isn’t that exactly your taste?”

As Kang Yi-chae grinned and thrust the drink forward, Seo Ho-yoon finally tore his eyes from the monitor, accepted the cup, and took a long sip.

“Kang Yi-chae.”
“Yes!”
“I’ve been thinking about why you were late.”

Seo Ho-yoon held a straw lightly between his front teeth and stared directly at Kang Yi-chae over his glasses.

“Did you happen to get caught in a gust of wind while paragliding this morning?”
“…Yes??”
“I thought you made an emergency landing.”

Kang Yi-chae’s mouth fell open as he belatedly caught the joke. The punchline was mocking him for arriving late—as if he’d parachuted down instead of simply being delayed.
Seo Ho-yoon didn’t miss the moment of Kang Yi-chae’s bewilderment.

“While you were at it, why didn’t you find love and grab lunch in North Korea?”

A skull exploded next to Kang Yi-chae as a caption appeared.

【Parachute: 1 Loss.】

Hahahahaha dude hahahahahaha
Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

But Kang Yi-chae wasn’t the type to take a hit lying down.
He quickly regained his composure, rapidly pulled tissues from the box beside him, and began dabbing at the corners of his eyes.

“Sigh, it was so hard leaving my love behind and coming back. I rushed over because I wanted to grab lunch with the Planning Team Lead and our intern.”
“What?!?! You wanted to eat with us?!”

Jung Da-jun, who had been keeping PowerPoint open with a blank white screen just to appear busy while mindlessly clicking his mouse, suddenly jumped to his feet.

“Of course, Da-jun. Who else is going to look after our intern if I don’t?”
“Huh….”

Kang Yi-chae, moved to tears with his hands covering his mouth and eyes wide open, gave Jung Da-jun a warm smile, then tapped Seo Ho-yoon’s watch and pulled his lips into a grin.

“How about Pyongyang cold noodles then?”
“….”

This time a skull exploded next to Seo Ho-yoon’s face as a caption appeared.

【Both Seo and the Planning Team Lead each take a loss.】

Seo Ho-yoon pushed his glasses up and glared.
However, there would be plenty of opportunities to settle the score later, so for now, he decided to take one step back in order to move two steps forward.
The screen transitioned to a restaurant selling Pyongyang cold noodles, accompanied by peaceful background music.

[The Planning Team Lead and the parachute hire legend fighting over cold noodles vs. spicy cold noodles]
[They’re even arguing about connections and whatnot over the sauce and mustard…]

└Ho-yoon.. he’s a real old-fashioned executive, kinda getting corporate PTSD vibes lol]

“Order up!!”

Just then, Kim Sung-hyun appeared wearing an expensive-looking, well-fitted white dress shirt with a red apron tied over it.

“Yes, I’ll take your order.”
“…?”

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