With that, the call ended.
Kim Jeong-tae stood frozen, his mouth hanging open.
Cold sweat poured down his head and face like a waterfall.
That call...
Had been on speakerphone, live on stream!!!!
He was finished, finished, finished!
He had taken his showing off too far!
Kim Jeong-tae looked terrified, his neck so heavy it felt as though lead hung from it.
Only after a long while did he raise his head slightly and give the camera a smile uglier than a crying face.
He wanted to explain to his fans, but his mind was a muddle, and he had no idea where to start.
Should he explain the "despicable" part first, the "slander," the "minor refund," or the "plan"?
The company had actually chosen to abandon him.
At this critical moment, they had kicked him aside.
But the company had supported him!!!
They had supported him!
They had supported him from the very beginning!!
A Huaxia idiom came to Kim Jeong-tae's mind: sacrifice the rook to save the king!
He was the rook being sacrificed!
When he saw the overwhelming flood of questions and abuse from fans in his stream.
He knew he could no longer control public opinion this time.
His vision went black. Unable to take the blow, he fainted on the spot.
As he passed out, his last thought was, "Just as I thought."
That damned Huaxia fraud really had put pressure on the company.
But how on earth had he managed to put pressure directly on the chairman and even make him "believe in fortune-telling"!?
The chairman clearly didn't believe in fortune-telling either!
It made no sense, no sense at all. He simply couldn't figure it out!
Meanwhile.
In Kim Jeong-tae's stream.
His fans had erupted into an all-out revolt!
"That call was from the