But Cha Doha, as if to prove how utterly ridiculous her hope was, turned away indifferently.
As he turned, Cha Doha coldly remarked.
“Director Cha Hyun, always seeming so efficient yet so inefficient, isn’t she?”
His voice laced with sarcasm made Cha Hyun’s brows furrow.
“Executive Director Cha Doha!”
Cha Hyun’s voice echoed sternly through the studio.
But Cha Doha, picking up his jacket, paid no heed to her call and headed towards the studio door.
“Executive Director Cha. Hey! Cha Doha.”
Cha Hyun’s voice grew desperate behind him.
“It’s the Chairman’s order. This is a basic condition.”
At the white wooden door of Studio B, Cha Doha paused for a moment and turned around.
For a brief moment, his gaze seemed to linger on Ye-eun.
Then, with an icy expression, he spoke.
“Do I have to follow orders? When I’m not even interested?”
“Cha Doha!”
“If you’re so desperate, tell the Chairman to do it himself. The face of Hanju.”
He scoffed at the idea of image management.
Throwing a glance at Ye-eun, Cha Doha left the studio, leaving the tense atmosphere in the studio to dissipate into a slushy mess.
Ye-eun barely managed to regain her composure.
“We’re doomed.”
At the image training center ‘Persona’ located in Sinsa-dong, Garosu-gil, Jisoo sat in the rooftop lounge, pulling her hair in frustration.
“If we can’t make this deal happen, Director Cha Hyun is going to pull all her investment.”
After talking to Cha Hyun, Jisoo had been in this state.
Though Cha Hyun is Persona’s main financier, finding another investor is a piece of cake for Jisoo with her abilities.
If it was just about pulling the investment, it wouldn’t have been this bad.
But Cha Hyun was threatening something equally damning.
“[ You think I’ll stop at pulling the investment? I’ll cut off all your connections in the industry. You know I can move Memories Entertainment, which Persona is currently collaborating with. La Mérang Hotel is no different.]”
Being blacklisted in the industry.
Cha Hyun had that power, and abundantly so. In the fields of culture and arts, there was hardly a place in South Korea where Cha Hyun’s influence didn’t reach.
“How can we do anything if her nephew flatly refuses to participate?”
Jisoo, distressed and tugging at her hair, continued, “He’s known as the notorious Cha Doha of Hanju Group, right?”
“Notorious Cha Doha?”
“I don’t know the details, but rumors are terrible. They say he’s involved in everything from alcohol to women, causing all sorts of incidents and accidents.”
Jisoo shivered slightly. “Even the conservative Hanju family can’t understand how such a person emerged from them. I heard Chairman Cha Jiseob gave up and has been keeping him in the US.”
Cha Doha, that kind of person?
Ye-eun’s eyes narrowed slightly.
“Anyway, how can we handle someone even Chairman Cha Jiseob couldn’t manage? It’s an impossible task.”
Even at first glance, the task seemed impossible. But Cha Hyun was someone who wouldn’t be swayed by such logical grievances.
Looking at Jisoo, Ye-eun’s sigh deepened.
Three hours ago, as Ye-eun was leaving HJ Gallery, Cha Hyun said, “[You must become Doha’s image trainer by any means necessary.]”
To this, Ye-eun had honestly expressed her thoughts.
“[I graduated in aesthetics and then earned a doctorate in psychology.]”
“[I know. Your undergraduate and both your master’s and doctoral degrees are from Korean universities.]”
“[I’ve also got plenty of practical experience in this field.]”
“[I know. That’s why I’m entrusting Doha to you.]”
“[That’s what I’m trying to say.]”
Cha Doha cannot be tamed.
“[Executive Director Cha Doha doesn’t need image training. He already has his unique style and a well-established identity…]”
He was already a complete person in himself, aware of how his expressions and words would impact others.
And he knew this better than anyone else.
Unable to finish her thought, Cha Hyun smirked coldly.
“[He does have his unique style. A solid identity. Stronger and smarter than anyone. And incredibly beautiful. In short, a perfect child.]”
“[Yes, that’s why I think he doesn’t need… image training. Actually, Executive Director Cha Doha can’t be trained. He’s completely satisfied with his current state.]”
“[But he uses that satisfaction in a self-destructive way.]”
Cha Hyun added that the environment surrounding Cha Doha was enough to drive such a person to self-destruction.
“[I want my perfect nephew to be used more appropriately. For that, he needs to let go of his rough edges.]”
“[So…]”
“[Right. Let’s try to tame the wild beast together.]”
“[Together? You mean…]”
The word ‘together’ was a slight comfort. It meant that Cha Hyun was actively involved in this task.
But that also meant a bigger problem. The greater the expectation and intent, the greater the backlash if things went awry.
“[You know my temperament, right? I’ve decided Seo Ye-eun as Cha Doha’s image trainer, and if that doesn’t get implemented, I’ll do whatever it takes. So, say you’ll do it. No, you must succeed.]”
There was no other way. She had to persuade Cha Doha.
“Senior, I mean, President.”
Ye-eun called out to Jisoo, who was now banging her forehead against the table in despair.
“I’ll try whatever I can.”
At Ye-eun’s words, Jisoo frowned.
“What are you going to do? Forget it.”
Their relationship spanned 9 years, having met as junior and senior in a university club.
Jisoo scolded Yeoeun, apparently knowing what she was thinking.
“You know, that’s a sickness.”
Rubbing her forehead, which she had been continuously pressing, Jisoo continued.
“Being self-sacrificial? That’s a sickness, I tell you. In the end, nobody appreciates it.”
Her expression was very firm.
“Not your family, not your company. You shouldn’t value them more than yourself. Understand?”
“Why are you stepping in when even I, the director, am staying out of it? Stop it.”
This is all because of your grandmother’s gaslighting since you were young.
Everything is your fault, and you have to solve everything.
That’s not a good thing.
In the end, you’re the only one who gets the short end of the stick and sacrifices.
While listening to Jisoo’s long-winded scolding, Yeoeun remembered what Chahyun had said.
“I, or rather our Hanju Group, can ruin Persona with just one phone call.”
But that wasn’t the end.
Boasting Korea’s strongest information network, Chahyun even touched on Yeoeun’s most painful part.
“What about that? I can also ruin Ms. Yeoeun’s family. Of course, your mother’s surgery will be postponed, right? No, you won’t even be able to schedule the surgery.”
It was shocking news.
And Chahyun was cruel to the end.
“So do it. Do it and save your miserable life, Ms. Yeoeun.”
A scapegoat, sacrificing alone?
So what.
There’s no other way to save her miserable life.
“It’s not about sacrifice. I’m trying to make money. You know I need money.”
With a forced smile towards Jisoo, Yeoeun said more firmly.
“I’ll try, Chadoha.”
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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