The Third-Gen Chaebol Becomes a Genius Actor

Chapter 1.2

Is it not possible that this could happen in the industry as well? After all, Yoo Yeon Seo had caused all sorts of trouble with his rude words and actions. Naturally, his reputation in the entertainment industry is already so close to the bottom.

"Is everything ok with Yoo Yeon Seo?"

"Jong Ho is taking him home after his schedule ends."

"Jong Ho? Ah, the new manager…how long has he been working for him?"

“It's been a little over two months.”

"Will he be able to endure Yoo Yeon Seo's difficult personality for a while still?"

"From what I can see, I don't think he'll be able to endure it for much longer."

Manager Park sighed. Managers have not been able to cope with Yoo Yeon Seo's temper and resigned one after the other. Manager Park even had to cover as a temporary manager until a new one was hired. How long had it been since he was last an active manager…

"Yes, this is Park Sang Tae, Manager of Halo Media."

Just as Manager Park was about to hang up the call from a journalist, his eyes widened as if he had heard some shocking news.

"······Yes?"

"What's going on?"

Manager Park ignored the President's words and picked up the remote control to turn on the TV.

[Breaking News] Major accident on Gangnam Avenue involving a five-car collision…confirmed

victims include actor Yoo Yeon Seo (26), Jusung Group's third-generation son…the driver died at the scene and the passenger has been identified as actor Yoo Yeon Seo.

***

President Han Jun Oh, who arrived at the hospital where Yoo Yeon Seo was urgently transferred, was blocked by men in black suits in front of the theatres.

“Excuse me, who are you to block my way?”

A man held out his business card. Jusung Group Strategic Planning Department. President Han, who was about to raise his voice, became calmer.

"I'm the CEO of the agency he belongs to. Can't I even stand in front of the theatres?"

"No, we cannot allow you to pass.”

“I’m like his guardian, so why can’t you let me through?”

"I'm sorry, but only the real guardian is allowed in. Could you please wait?"

President Han hesitated. Real guardian? Are you talking about the Vice-Chairman, his father, Yoo Geon Min? The man in black could read his expression and spoke firmly.

“Yes, that's right. The Chairman is on his way. But I am sure that you as the President of Halo Media, can handle the press well."

"Ch-chairman?"

President Han and Manager Park were both surprised. The chairman of Jusung Group, a leading company in South Korea that also ranks highly in the global corporate rankings. He was personally coming to the hospital?

“Chairman Yoo is coming in person?”

"Yes."

The person in charge, who appeared to be one of the men in suits, led President Han and Manager Park to the entrance.

"It's no secret that the Chairman did not approve of Yeon Seo's entertainment industry lifestyle, It won't be a good thing to meet like this."

President Han and Manager Park were well aware of this, and it was already common knowledge in the industry.

‘Yoo Yeon Seo said that Chairman Yoo has abandoned ever since he decided to become an entertainer

He said he was discarded by his family for choosing to walk the path of a celebrity. That it didn't matter what he did, where he went or even if he died. President Han clearly remembered Yeon Seo's drunken complaints.

Well, it was such a big accident that could have resulted in Yeon Seo's death, so it was strange that his family wasn't there. President Han stepped forward to confront the media outside. The reporters who had heard the news recognized CEO Han and were taking pictures.

“Anything particular for the press?”

"For now, just say we're still confirming details. Tell them to refrain from speculation and ask for their understanding. If that doesn't work, tell them that the Jusung Group will get involved. This time it looks like the Jusung Group is serious about it too."

"Got it."

What kind of mess was this? From the amount of information such as pictures of blood at the scene of the incident that had been circulating on social media, the gruesomeness of the ordeal was still quite shocking and it was honestly hard to forget.

It will be fine. In addition to being the 3rd generation child of the Jusung Group, Chairman Yoo is here, and the best doctor in Korea will perform the operation. President Han sighed deeply.

CEO Han and Manager Park lowered their heads with dark expressions, as they spoke to the reporters gathered in front of the hospital. At least Yoo Yeon Seo was still alive, but his manager died on the spot.

“Where are the Actor's Yoo family members?”

“They are on their way.”

"Sigh…What is going on here…?"

It was a tragedy for such a young man with a bright future to meet their end. President Han was willing to do anything to provide condolence support even if it meant it had to come from his own pockets or sell his property.

***

<Kang Jin Hoo, code name Ghost. Confirmed.>

<Hello. I am Time Travel Manager: Alpha-13.>

<Thank you for your sacrifice for humanity in 2207. I am here to grant the hero's wish of wanting to ‘become an actor' on behalf of time travel approval.>

<Approved. Artificial intelligence, Beta-9, will accompany you to prevent any butterfly effect.>

<Searching for suitable time period…>

<Confirmed. Travelling to February 20, 2018. >

<Looking for a suitable host…>

<Confirmed. Born on August 21, 1993, Yoo Yeon Seo. Died on March 20, 2018, at 19:04. Cause of death: traffic accident.>

<Traveling through time…>

<Begin transferring the soul of Time traveller Kang Jin Hoo into Yeon Seo's body.>

<Interference from host body during transfer. Retrying.>

<Beta-9 has successfully collected fragments of the soul. Next, collecting relevant data from the past…>

<Automatic memory synchronization is disabled to prevent overloading the host body.>

<Alpha-13, soul transfer complete. I am returning back to my original timeline. It has been an honour to guide the hero's final journey. I wish you a pleasant trip…>

"Huh…!"

Kang Jin Hoo, now awake as Yoo Yeon Seo, gasped for air and took a deep breath. He examined his body, which was covered by a white patient gown, with his right hand covered in a cast. What greeted him were not mechanical arms, but two warm hands.

Yeon Seo, unfamiliar with this feeling, observed with a curious sight until his attention was pulled away by the commotion heard outside.

“Is he awake?”

The door slid open and someone came in. Despite his wrinkled face and advanced age, the old man, with grey hair, looked dignified and confident.

The old man looked at Yeon Seo's face with a complicated expression. But it only lasted for a moment before he yelled.

“Did I not tell you to take care of yourself properly?! Why didn't you?!”