“Well, then. It’s the first shoot after-party you’ve all been waiting for!”

“Isn’t it strange to have an after-party when we just took the first step?”

“Shaddap! That’s why I said it’s the first shoot after-party. I waited for this moment and pushed away all the people that annoyed me. Anyway, forget the trivial talk and everyone raise your glasses!” Jayeon shouted as she raised her glass.

The fifty-something people in the restaurant all raised their glasses.

“To 50% viewing rate of ‘Pojang-macha’! Cheers!”

After chanting, Jayeon gulped down the mixed drink in the beer glass.

“Producer, 50% isn’t your neighborhood dog’s name, you know?”

“That’s a bit impossible.”

“Director Yoo, wish for something more realistic. I would die satisfied if it gets 5%. 50% is just being shameless. It’s a value that’s only possible in your dreams.”

Boos came out from everywhere. Jayeon glared around and said that she wasn’t going to accept objections. The people who raised their glasses faintly smiled and shouted ‘50%!’.

They exchanged drinks in this noisy atmosphere. Jayeon, who hopped between tables and toasted, was a literal mood maker. A get-together with a leader-level personnel being overly enthusiastic would usually make the lower employees suffer, but this place seemed to be an exception. The horizontal relationship that Jayeon wanted probably stemmed from trivial things like this.

Maru also got drunk on...