The moment Dayo got to the hotel, he had no rest. Jang-Wook and the others came in almost immediately to report the numbers.
Jang-Wook walked in slowly, his eyes slightly dim from the stress of traveling and organizing everything.
"Ah, Dayo," he said with a sigh. "If I had known this was how it felt, I would have just stuck to movie production peacefully."
Dayo looked at him and laughed. "Yeah, yeah. You can blame that on your greed. After all, the moment you saw the numbers, you were like—"
Dayo changed his voice, imitating Jang-Wook perfectly. "With such numbers, I can do whatever task you have for me."
Jang-Wook stood there, unable to refute it. The amount Dayo offered him was beyond what he would earn from working on two movies combined — and that was just a month's salary. So he accepted the poison that came with the job.
"Alright, fine. You win," Jang-Wook said. "Can't you let someone else win for once? You're too competitive."
