In KT's meeting room, the top executives of KT had all rushed over upon hearing the news.
At the head of the table sat a man with a towering figure, his long legs crossed, his beautiful hands resting on the table, rhythmically tapping the surface. His handsome features shone brighter than the company's most popular male star. His radiant, luxurious appearance made it impossible to look directly into his eyes.
"Thump, thump, thump." The sound of fingers drumming on the table echoed like a drumbeat on the heart of every KT executive present, each one silently speculating why he had the time to come and inspect the place.
But not a soul dared to speak at this moment.
Finally.
The director of KT arrived, fashionably late.
The man who had been silently tapping the table suddenly stopped his movements, his penetrating eagle eyes falling on the person who had just arrived in a hurry, and he spoke, "I heard there was a fight between two artists at the company today?"
