The K-Pop Dream 117 Recording 3 : Black Belied

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"Ohhh c'mom kid don't you know how the game works? How about we swap? I can give you any of the girls in the agency. Have you ever tasted a celebrity before? Imagine it, name me any actress or idol. I give her to you haha" He continues rambling on as if it's some game and he is the grandmaster

I can barely contain myself any longer, so before he can continue spewing more garbage. I swing with all my might hitting him square in the jaw, shocking him as he tumbles to the floor.

The sound engineer tries to intervene but my defence cla.s.ses with one of Korea's most decorated and deadly soldier quickly sidestep his attack, grabbing his swing arm and using his momentum as I judo flip him onto the ground leaving him groaning in pain.

The 'boss' whose lip has been cut open holds onto his face, visibly in fear of my impeding approach. I can see beneath the fear his eyes burning with revenge.

He is not willing to let this humiliation pa.s.s. Too bad though, he won't even have the opportunity to let his revenge turn cold.

"Hand me that bottle of water" I command authoritively, as he quickly processes my request, scurrying along the floor as he hurriedly grabs towards the bottle and delivers it to me.

I open the bottle cap and slowly pour the contents over his head, ruining his well-groomed hair and personally fitted suit.

"Are you sober now?" I ask, to which he doesn't respond as I continue to taunt, "You look much now, it suits a person of your cla.s.s. A dog who just got caught in the rain"

His hands are clenching the carpet on the floor and I can visibly see the veins protruding from his forehead.

Taking a seat, I take out my phone, dialling a number.

Turning it on speaker mode, the dial tone rings out through the room.

The drenched man on the floor currently looks confused wondering what is happening right now.

Not long thereafter, a elderly voice blasts through the speaker.

"Dylan! My boy" He says excitedly answers " What do I owe the please of this call?"

"Nothing much, just some trash that needs cleaning in your company"

"Trash?" He replies confused

"Yeah. It's nothing major. You see, I'm here at M'NTE. And there's this person who I think isn't suited for his current role"

"Hmmm"

"Do you know a 40 year old. Slightly obese man, with a big mole on his cheek. Oy what's your name? ( I ask the guy on the floor)"

"Ryu Hyun" He answers as I repeat it to the man on the other line.

Who is it? Well none other than Su Kim, the C.E.O of JC conglomerate. How do I know him? Well back in the 90's JC was an S-Group subsidiary but it separated in order to unbundle the complicated management scheme at the time.

So even though it's no longer connected to S-Group in name, in princ.i.p.al is own of my fathers many well worth investments.

At current my own personal stake is at about 20%. Getting the C.E.O to take a call from one of his biggest shareholders is a pretty simple thing, especially when I can burn the entire company to the ground should they annoy me.

A couple of seconds later, I hear huffing and puffing seems like he really rushed, "Dylan, are you still there?"

"Yes"

"2 people match your criteria. One is the janitor and the other is the branch C.E.O"

"While I think being a janitor is to high of a position for this un-worthy piece of trash. It's the C.E.O.

Fire him. Now. Keep me on the line I want to hear it."

"But Dylan... we can't... just fire him with cause, he has been with the company for 20 years, the directors will come for my head…" He says nervously.

If I knew he had such a weak backbone, I would have replaced him at the annual stockholders general meeting.

Sighing deeply, I notice the Ryu on the floor's expression brighten as he believes like many others that , he-is too big to fail "Fine since you need a reason, how does prost.i.tution, illegal gambling and bribery sound? I'll send you the files later, it will enough dirt for a valid reason. So do it now. I want to be kept on line"

He finally acquiesces, taking a deep breath.

I can hear him dial a number.

The man known as Ryu Hyun, who just escaped h.e.l.l only now realises his gone the wrong way and mistakenly entered Satan's playpen, looks as if he has lost his soul.

Finally he, realizes that he has somehow p.i.s.sed off someone way beyond his pay-grade.

A buzzing noise reverberates from his jacket pocket, as I teasingly urge him his statue like self to answer watching over him with utmost satisfaction at the fall of his pride.

"h.e.l.lo?" His voice answers weakly.

"Ryu Hyun, you idiot! Do you know who you just messed with?"

"Sir...."

"Shut up! Just let me tell you there's nothing I can do. You are fired and won't be able to work in this field ever again. You will be lucky to not end up in jail. I wish you the best in all your endeavours"

"Sir…" He tries to defend himself again as the line cuts

Ryu Hyun just looks on dumbly as I speak into my phone. "Thanks for that Hyung. One more thing. Transfer what's remaining of Hyo's contract to my company D.P.H... We will take care of her now. Consider this a separate favour, I will owe you one."

I can hear feel his excitement through the phone. Having me on his side basically secures his seat for the next decade.

There's been some recent power struggles over control. I bet this opportunity, is something which was a G.o.d send for him as he reply's "It's my pleasure, Dylan."

I hang up the call and put it in my pocket as I take out the pages I printed earlier. Throwing it at him.

"This is for you"

He slowly inches towards, it picking it up gingerly.... He reads page after page. If you thought, once someone hit rock bottom they can't fall further. Then you are wrong. I watch him despair as he see's evidence of all his past misdeeds. Drugs, prost.i.tution, corruption..... He apparently tried to 'sell' Hyo to a j.a.panese investor last year. After she refused to drink with the man, he cut off all support to her and force-ably kept all of her copyrights which she has made over the past 3 years.

The height of her solo career which will cost her millions!

The greedy pig, probably never thought he'd get his retribution handed to him by a random 'boy'.

"If you ever show your face in front of Hyo or me. Or anyone I care about .... I will end your life. Pack your things and get out. Take that sound engineer with you. This branch is closed until further notice. "

I stand up from my seat, and make my way to the door when he latches onto my leg and begins grovelling.

"Please, please.. Dylan right? We can sort this out... another way … you don't have to do.... " He says incoherently with tears running down his face realizing his life is over

I look at him with absolutely no pity. "If you want to be treated with dignity. You treat others the same. If you even cared about your artists as people you wouldn't leverage their dreams against their body. And use them as if they were things you can dispose of....People aren't things. They are people!"

"I'm..... sorry" he weakly apologizes

'Huh? His sorry? To who!' I look at him with pure disdain, as he just continues to remind me of the monster I had known during my childhood.

"You're sorry? To who? Me !? Are you fxcen serious right now? WHY ARE YOU APOLOGISING TO ME. Apologize to the girls whose lives you destroyed and dreams you've crushed? Don't apologise to me. It's just makes me sick."

I kick my leg loose from his grasp, as I head towards the door, turning the k.n.o.b. I hear him repeat, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Over and over"

Turning towards his sorry figure I offer him one last piece of sage advice,

"Every bad deed is a debt to karma. Sooner or later that debt will need to be paid.... Try and life a better life, or you might never know when the reaper will come reclaim what is owed."