Everyone in the room stood.
Zeno went along with them, eyeing the important-looking man who just entered.
Meanwhile, Oska appeared like he had seen a ghost. It did not go past Zeno how his hands shook and how his throat bobbed in nervousness.
"Chairman," Zeno muttered, testing the word on his tongue.
Just then, he felt a nudge by his side. Shin Pyeon was adjacent to him.
"He's the CEO of SK Channel," he whispered, sensing Zeno's confusion.
Zeno nodded in thanks before turning his attention back to the chairman.
It seemed that nobody in the room had expected him to visit.
"What is he doing here?" the staff behind them began to whisper.
"The chairman is busy these days because of his new film. Why would he come around here?"
The chairman, a man who had just celebrated his 60th birthday, looked around the room with sharp eyes. He had salt-and-pepper hair, glasses that screamed he was an 'artist,' and a black turtleneck that topped off the look.
