Chapter 2136: The Fool Company's Fool

Seoul, Cheongdam-dong, SM Entertainment.

"What, Shim Changmin got beaten up?"

Kim Young-min looked at his secretary in surprise.

"Yes."

The secretary smiled bitterly: "According to the information we received, Changmin insulted a Chinese businessman, and the other party got angry and hit him."

"And then?"

Kim Young-min pressed.

"Then, then the two sides started fighting. All the members of TVXQ got involved and suffered losses. Director Park just let them walk out like that. The fans are already in an uproar, and the media have taken photos too..."

The secretary replied.

"Have you found out the other party's identity?" Kim Young-min said.

That was the most critical issue. Since someone was beaten, there had to be an identity.

Although it was a bit sensitive that they were from China, no matter what, since they had beaten TVXQ, SM's current cash cow, they would have to pay the price.

As for Director Park's handling, Kim Young-min didn't think there was anything wrong.

SM Entertainment was now a powerful company, and ordinary people were not taken seriously.

If the other party was just an ordinary Chinese businessman, they could choose to call the police, have them arrested, blow the matter up, take the lead in public opinion, and with various photos of injuries, they would surely be invincible.

As for what actually caused the fight, that didn't matter.

Truth was never important in the eyes of Koreans; they only cared about what they wanted to see.

Aggression was never lacking on the internet of any country.

And keyboard warriors were a phenomenon that existed worldwide.

"Not yet, just that they came on a flight from Europe."

The secretary said.

Kim Young-min nodded: "I see. Then handle it according to Director Park's wishes."

After thinking, he added: "Also, have Changmin make his injuries look more serious. Preferably, incite fans to protest at the Chinese embassy. They care a lot about international influence..."

"Okay."

The secretary quickly agreed.

This Representative Kim really had a way. No wonder he was once in charge of overseas business; he was well-versed in such matters.

Leaving Kim Young-min's office, he went to Director Park's office and said, "Director, Representative Kim has agreed. His idea is..."

With that, he repeated Kim Young-min's instructions.

"Impressive!"

Director Park gave a thumbs-up after hearing it.

He had to admit that Kim Young-min was indeed talented to come up with such a method.

First, expose the beating to put themselves in a weak position, then use the media and police to build momentum, and even have fans protest to create international influence.

With this series of moves, not only could Shim Changmin and TVXQ remain invincible, but they could also gain national sympathy and reap substantial benefits.

That was something he hadn't thought of.

"I understand."

Director Park nodded and then called TVXQ's manager.

In TVXQ's dormitory, Shim Changmin lay on the bed, the wound on his face still aching. That damn fat guy had hit too hard. It hurt so much; he wondered if he would be disfigured.

If he was disfigured, he wouldn't be able to continue as an idol.

"Changmin, you were impulsive today."

Jung Yunho said to Shim Changmin.

He had been walking ahead of Shim Changmin today and didn't know what happened, but the other party had already made way, yet Changmin suddenly attacked. Clearly, it was Changmin's fault.

Later, when the manager asked, Shim Changmin himself admitted to insulting the other person.

"I know, hyung, I was loose-lipped. But what right did he have to hit me?"

Shim Changmin complained: "I'm a celebrity! Just watch how I sue him! I'll make that Chinese guy go to jail!"

"..."

Jung Yunho looked helpless, really not understanding what was going on in Shim Changmin's head.

The guy is Chinese; how can you make him go to jail?

But within Dongbang themselves, there were also a host of problems. Jung Yunho opened his mouth, then said nothing more.

In recent years, TVXQ had indeed been very popular, but after becoming popular, various conflicts of interest naturally arose. Especially since SM Entertainment's contracts were essentially slave contracts, exploiting artists severely, and this was even more so for a hot group like TVXQ.

Although they had earned some money, in their view, what they gave was completely disproportionate to what they received.

So during this period, they had actually been in a cold war.

And then Shim Changmin had this kind of incident, which made Jung Yunho, as the leader, even more helpless.

"Yunho, just leave him alone."

At that moment, Kim Junsu walked in and said to Jung Yunho, "Isn't he always like that? Loose-lipped. Getting taught a lesson this time is a good thing."

"Who are you talking about?" Shim Changmin immediately took offense, his eyes wide, suddenly trying to stand up.

"Alright, you say a few less words too."

Jung Yunho quickly pushed Kim Junsu out.

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Outside the door, Kim Junsu said discontentedly to Jung Yunho, "Yunho, you're still protecting him. Today he clearly asked for it, going out of his way to provoke that person..."

"That's how it is."

Jung Yunho said with a bitter smile, "But the problem is, think about it, he's still part of our team. Now that this has happened, if we don't resolve it, what do we do later?"

"Heh, from Director Park's attitude, it seems he intends to blow things up."

Kim Junsu shook his head and said to Jung Yunho.

"Is he crazy?"

Jung Yunho frowned.

Before he could speak, the dormitory door opened and the manager walked in.

"Hyung."

"Hyung."

The two quickly bowed in greeting.

"Where are Jaejoong and Yuchun?" The manager frowned and asked Jung Yunho.

"Well, they went out." Jung Yunho said somewhat apologetically.

"Heh, out gallivanting again, so that's why. You bunch of brats just can't be trusted." The agent said irritably.

Jung Yunho kept quiet. It was nothing new that his teammates liked to have fun; whether it was Kim Junsu or Park Yuchun, they were regulars at nightclubs.

As the leader, though he was older than them, they only listened to him during performances and shows; the rest of the time, they simply wouldn't.

"The higher-ups have given orders. You all need to get your stories straight. Later, just say this..."

The agent relayed the instructions from Kim Youngmin and Director Park.

Finally, he said, "Have Changmin send out a few messages to show some grievance, got it?"

"Got it."

Jung Yunho nodded.

Though reluctant, he knew that the company's decisions were not something a mere idol like him could change.

He wasn't BoA; not everyone had the qualifications to earn the entire company's respect.

Speaking of BoA, even Jung Yunho had to admire her. Debuting solo at 14, she made a name for herself in Japan, single-handedly carrying SM Entertainment's revenue.

In other words, she had supported the entire SM company for three years.

It was with this merit and status that she became one of the few artists with a voice in the company.

Of course, that was also because she was Lee Sooman's most proud and valued disciple. Everyone in SM's management and among the artists knew that you could bully anyone, but if you bullied BoA, Lee Sooman would definitely lose his temper.

The agent left quickly. Jung Yunho pushed Kim Junsu back into his room and then knocked on Shim Changmin's door again.

"Changmin, the company's intention..."

Jung Yunho quickly explained the matter. Finally, he said to Shim Changmin, "My opinion is, think it over carefully whether you really want to do this. After all, in this matter, we were actually in the wrong."

"I understand."

Shim Changmin said nothing, his eyes flickering, lost in thought.

Seeing this, Jung Yunho sighed, said no more, and turned to leave the room.

Some people couldn't be easily changed by a few words.

For some reason, Jung Yunho had a bad feeling.

His intuition told him that this matter might not be as simple as the company thought.

Meanwhile, in his room, Shim Changmin took out his phone and logged into Instagram. He was determined to make that damn Chinese fatso pay!