"Chuseok?"

"Yes! Director."

"You are telling me to hold out till then?"

"……I am sorry."

Ha Donggeon tilted his head back at an angle and looked at Eom Donggyu.

Even when he gave the week he had not believed the thing would be settled inside it.

It is a fact that there are a lot of people around his nephew Ha Tae-ung.

He had dug into Cheonmu, the protection firm the boy was said to have taken over, and it was the real thing in that trade.

They were not the kind of opponent your ordinary organized gang could push around.

Knowing it did not stop the irritation. All Ha Donggeon can do is press Eom Donggyu.

That day he had wanted a proper outlet for the stress Donghwi's family had given him at the burial mountain.

At least Eom Donggyu had entertained him well, and his mood had eased.

He had brought several actresses at the top of their run, and idols all smiles, and put them into Ha Donggeon's arms.

So as not to repeat the mistake of a while back, he had dug thoroughly into their pasts and satisfied himself before pushing them forward.

And the news Eom Donggyu had just brought, welcome, but not quite enough.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes! Director!"

"Who is it this time?"

"The Joseonjok boys…… they say they have several proper knifemen ready."

"Is that so?"

"It will be more than ten of them, I think."

"Hmm."

Gangsters out of the Joseonjok are very well known in this trade. They are men who went up against the mainland Chinese organizations and came out alive.

"And Seo Dahui…… please give it a few days."

"Why?"

"They say DMC has filed suit. I expect she will be on her knees of her own accord soon enough."

"Really??"

At the news of Seo Dahui, life came into Ha Donggeon's eyes.

She is a singer he has coveted since the start of her career.

At first it was simple curiosity, of course. He saw her laughing on a television screen and it carried his mind off.