"Yang Docheol! What have you gone and done! Who in the world have you touched!!"

CRASH!

The vice president's office inside DMC Entertainment in Sangam-dong, the staff gone home early.

Yang Docheol had been resting up after a hot spell at his mistress's place when the vice president's summons came, and he had shot back to the company.

The moment he stepped inside, Jang Jonghun, his eyes gone, the whites of them red and bloodshot, was shouting and swinging a putter.

The glass desk shattered at a stroke and the pieces flew in every direction.

Wh— what is going on!

Yang Docheol stopped dead in front of the door and pulled his head in like a turtle. He could not breathe properly and could not raise his head.

He has never seen Jang Jonghun like that.

Son-in-law to Chairman Go Jaeyong of DM Group.

Jang Jonghun, who never lost his composure over anything ordinary, has snapped completely.

The way he is now, he is a madman outright.

"You are not answering?"

"What…… are you referring to?"

"Seo Dahui!"

"……!" "Who did you touch to take down that one bitch!! Are you asking because you really do not know?"

Yang Docheol groped through his head fast.

Seo Dahui, and Ha Tae-ung?

"Surely not……. Is this over that young one?"

"Young one? Young one?"

The muscle right across Jang Jonghun's face twitched.

"Heh heh heh……"

Jang Jonghun let a hollow laugh out, as though the breath had gone out of him.

"That's right. A young one is a young one."

The hand gripping the putter, which he had swung a few times, shook and shook.

"What do we do! DM Group is set to be blown away over that one young one!"

"……Sorry?"

"Morgan Ratings!"

"……." "Standard Global!"

Yang Docheol did not know what Jang Jonghun was talking about, and still the color kept draining out of his face.

"And Bradley!"

"……!!" He could not tell why the names of the world's three big rating agencies were coming up here. It was out of nowhere, but Yang Docheol felt fear in his…