"CEO Lee. It's been a while."
"Hwang Yeon-tae, you bastard!"
"Not bastard. CEO of M.T.S Entertainment. CEO Lee."
CEO Hwang Yeon-tae had come a long way.
The man who'd shrunk at the name Lee Gwang-ju only a few days ago was nowhere to be seen.
No wonder—fifty bodyguards had been deployed today.
Every available A.T Security man had the building surrounded.
With big bodyguards in black suits behind him, CEO Hwang Yeon-tae stood tall.
He held his ground even in front of Lee Gwang-ju.
"Shut up! What kind of CEO is a dick-sized little bastard like you!"
"You know that's the offense of insult, or defamation, don't you? Isn't that right, Attorneys?"
Manager Hwang asked the Samu Law attorneys he'd brought along.
"Of course. Words like bastard and you-know-what are perfect evidence."
One of the former prosecutors frowned, setting the mood.
"Wh-who the hell are you people! I'll call the police and have you all locked up for obstruction of business! Director Choi, call 112, quick!"
"Yes!"
Lee Gwang-ju bellowed threats at the top of his lungs.
Like a nasty bullfrog.
In person, Lee Gwang-ju was even uglier.
A short, frog-bellied runt who'd had Korean show business wrapped around his finger.
He was so famous (?) that everyone in Korea knew him.
Even in 2020, he was still limping along, clinging to the entertainment business.
He was vicious enough to work a girl group like dogs for ten years and then try to trademark their name after they retired at the end of 2018.
A piece of human garbage, through and through.
I know a little of Lee Gwang-ju's future.
About two years from now, he'll lose everything after co-signing a bad loan.
"Obstruction of business? Do you even know what that means?"
Attorney Jo smiled like a villain.
"And who the hell are you! You think my words are a joke!"
"Punk. Big talk for a kidnapper."
"K-kidnapper! What kind of lunatic garbage is that!"
"Jo Yun-tae, director at Samu Law. Does it sound like garbage? Really?"
"S-Samu Law!"
"That's right. You know us well, don't you? Our firm…
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