The first 200 lines.
We're almost there.
You call that an excuse?
What gives Yoon Shi Woo the right to miss every damn rehearsal?
Who cares if he's a top star? Go bring him immediately!
Yes, Manager Kim?
Shi Woo, why are you only picking up the phone now?
My cell phone was on vibrate.
I told you that you cannot miss out on the rehearsal for this concert.
PD Jung has a nasty temper.
You're not even at the hotel I reserved. Where are you right now?
Be quiet.
I'm in the suite at the Intercontinental Hotel, so come here.
Here we go again. So annoying.
What's up with that punk?
Is he the model for Sang Hae Group?
Yes, sir.
Didn't I tell you to change it to white?
The chairman said to leave it as it is.
- My father? - Yes.
Ah! I told him to leave it alone.
Looking at it now, it's not that bad.
Go back, I don't need you guys to protect me.
Young Master, it's the chairman's specific order.
You leave as well!
Do you think I don't know that you're all my father's spies?
Get going!
Then... our concert security team will be responsible for your protection.
Whatever.
Maybe it's because your mother is Korean, but you speak Korean very well.
It seems you know a lot about me.
Please forgive me.
The concert will start at 5 p.m.
You can tour the city a bit before you go.
Mr. Wang Chi Ang, what kind of food do you enjoy?
- I'll see you later, then. - Wait, Mr. Wang Chi Ang...
We prepared transportation to escort you to the hotel.
Okay, let's see what this baby can do.
Wait, sir.
This is your VIP ID card for your stay here.
It would be greatly appreciated if you could use this while you are--
See you later, sir!
I heard you let go of all the bodyguards.
You're not going around causing trouble, are you?
What trouble? Who am I? I'm your son, Mom.
I'm going to make Dad proud and take you to China with me.
I can't believe you're living there. It's not even a house or a mansion.
Chi Ang.
Anyway, it's ridiculous for a beautiful woman like you to live in exile.
Pack your bags. I'll come pick you up in the morning.
- Wang Chi Ang! - Yes?
- I moved. - To where?
I'll text you the address in a little bit.
Come to that address tomorrow morning, okay?
Okay. I love you, Madam In Young.
Honey, must we do this?
What do you mean, Moorim Institute?
Why must we send him to that strange school?
I have it all planned out. You just do as you're told.
Goodness!
Moisturizer!
Let's see if it's cooked.
This is what Soon Deok's potato rice cake tastes like.
It's all done, it's all done. It's all done!
So good, my potato rice cakes.
That rascal won't be swayed easily.
Make sure it's done properly.
Yes, sir.
If I send him there...
I'm sure he'll be useful.
It's still not clean.
I see, that's why the checkout key is still here.
This room needs to be cleaned this instant.
Who the hell are you?
Who the hell are you?
Of all the schemes, now it's a man.
You're one of those crazy fans, aren't you?
What are you doing in my room?
- Soon Deok, you're here. - Yes.
I'm definitely getting paid today.
Goodness, business is a bust today. These Seoul brats won't even taste it.
- Really? - Yes!
Let me borrow this for a minute.
Mobius.
Ma'am, do you have potato rice cakes?
Yoon Shi Woo's favorite thing to eat is potato rice cakes!
He won't eat any other carbohydrates except for this!
- How much is it? - I want one!
Shi Woo says that these potato rice cakes are amazing!
Our Shi Woo's potato rice cakes!
Come and get your potato rice cakes right here!
You will lose weight!
I'm sorry. It seems the new intern made a mistake.
I understand... now, all of you get out.
Who are you telling to get out?
Manager Kim.
As you all know, Shi Woo is a world-renowned star.
Who? Him?
You don't know Yoon Shi Woo?
Mobius is the biggest idol group in Korea.
I don't know. Do I need to know?
Your company is sponsoring the festival, shouldn't you know?
I'm the final act. Our Mobius.
Then, take them out.
Don't participate.
Like you said, our Sang Hae Group is the festival sponsor.
There's no reason for me to sponsor a person I don't like.
Take them out.
Manager Kim, you hear that?
It looks like I might be able to rest today.
Shi Woo... what's the matter with you?
70 percent of the people coming to the concert are Mobius fans.
Among that, half of them are Yoon Shi Woo's fans.
We'll have to refund all their money if Yoon Shi Woo doesn't come.
You think I don't have the money?
Refund their money, no big deal.
Chairman Wang Hao has been very mindful of this concert.
He told me that there must not be a single mistake. Please hold it in.
The chairman?
- What is his name again? - Yoon Shi Woo.
Please don't make me regret my decision and do your best.
I'll be watching you, Mr. Yoon Shi Woo.
Let's go.
Shi Woo got marked by the concert's sponsor?
- By the Sang Hae Group chairman? - It's not the chairman.
It's his son.
Unbelievable, I've had it with him!
He thinks he's the best in the world.
He always did whatever he wanted, but it's gotten worse lately.
He won't talk to the other members and I can never get a hold of him.
There are rumors going around that Shi Woo might sign with DS.
- Did you confirm it? - There's no way.
He knows that our company will go bankrupt if he leaves.
Who is going bankrupt?
Goodness...
I'm sure you wouldn't have any problems doing business in the desert either.
1,000 won.
Isn't that Hwang Seon Ah?
Hwang Seon Ah!
Maybe it's not her. Seon Ah would never come to a place like this.
One moment, please.
The entrance for the general audience is over there.
I'm VVVVVIP.
Then, please show us your ID card.
Where is it?
What is this?
Yoon Shi Woo?
What is this?
Next up is Whites.
"Only You Know."
You should've taken care of the VIP list before I came.
- White's performance already started. - I'm sorry, sir.
That's why I told you to carry the VIP card at all times. Let's go, sir.
Go.
Okay, all cameras on Mobius' performance.
Next up is the climax that everyone has been waiting for.
Korea's best group! World-renowned Hallyu pop group!
Please welcome Mobius!
Shi Woo!
Annoying bastard.
Please follow Yoon Shi Woo. Only Yoon Shi Woo.
Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!
Yoon Shi Woo! Yoon Shi Woo!
The lights! Move! Get out of the way!
What are you doing, Yoon Shi Woo? Get out of the way!
It stopped.
Are you okay?
Do you have a hard time hearing? Does it hurt?
Come to Moorim Institute. Dean Hwang can probably fix it.
Remember! Moorim Institute!
- Get off stage. - Let's move.
Shi Woo.
The floor director kept telling you to move. Why did you just stand there?
I was focused on the song so I didn't hear him.
Shouldn't you go to the hospital?
I just want to rest a bit.
Sure. You guys can leave.
You must've been very shocked.
My heart was in my throat.
I thought something terrible happened to you.
We can leave for Seoul tomorrow, so get some sleep.
- CEO. - Yes?
- I need a break. - Sure, take the whole day off tomorrow.
It's not that.
I need some time off. About a year.
Hey, that's...
Okay, we can discuss that in Seoul tomorrow.
Are you saying I might never be able to hear again?
That might happen.
As of right now, all I can tell you is that it's a psychological reason.
Even pain medication has its limits. I suggest you take a break.
What is all this?
What? He can't hear?
I looked into it, and the person Shi Woo met yesterday
wasn't the CEO of DS, but a doctor.
The problem is not the hearing. They can't find the cause of it.
Our company is done for if Yoon Shi Woo can't hear.
He's in charge of all the songwriting and producing.
How can you laugh?
The heavens have helped us. The heavens have helped us.
Excuse me?
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