TFLGD 60

Chapter 60

“You’ve already done the wrecker car scene, so you know—the course isn’t that difficult. From what I saw last time, Mr. Yeon-hwi, your driving skills were solid….”

When PD Lee Juseong hesitated with a troubled expression, Kwon Seong-ryul pressed on.

“That was under unexpected circumstances back then. This time, it’s with actual stunt actors. As far as I know, the contract doesn’t say anything about this.”

Seeing Lee Juseong falter, Yeon-hwi remained silent.

If he had called me aside and said it, I would have agreed.

The regret from the earlier wrecker scene still lingered, so the PD’s suggestion was welcome to Yeon-hwi.

If he got to drive himself, he could pull off a much better performance than in the wrecker.

But Yeon-hwi stayed cautious.

The fact that Kwon Seong-ryul stepped in meant there could be some risk he hadn’t considered.

That’s exactly why he’d chosen his agency carefully—so that someone could handle these situations with prudence.

Even if I’m OnlyOne’s exclusive rookie… I thought things would go smoothly, but it’s not that simple.

PD Lee kept smiling, but inwardly, he was cornered.

He knew the man with Yeon-hwi was just a road manager.

Normally, coordinating schedules and dealing with the set fell under team manager-level responsibilities.

But the issue was—Yeon-hwi wasn’t stopping his road manager from stepping in.

That meant the actor agreed with him to some extent.

“I know this is an exceptional case. That’s why I’m asking for your cooperation.”

Lee Juseong composed himself and adjusted his tone.

He explained that the actual driving speed would not exceed 30 km/h, that the dangerous stunt portions would be performed by doubles, and that Yeon-hwi’s part would only cover basic operation.

He emphasized safety and the importance of capturing good visuals as he politely requested again.

“Could you give me a little time? I think we need to discuss this further.”

Finally stepping in, Yeon-hwi spoke up. Kwon Seong-ryul naturally withdrew.

The bad cop had done his part—now it was time for the good cop.

“Of course. Then…”

After PD Lee left, Yeon-hwi reopened his lunchbox and ate quietly.

Meanwhile, Kwon Seong-ryul kept sneaking glances at him.

“Why’re you staring? Your food’s getting cold.”

“I… I’m sorry, hyung-nim.”

At the sudden apology, Yeon-hwi tilted his head, and Seong-ryul hurried to explain.

“I think I overstepped.”

His superior, Team 3 manager Kang Ki-young, had always stressed that he should learn step by step as Yeon-hwi’s exclusive manager.

Even when Yeon-hwi had issues with senior actor Yeo Jin-woo, Kang emphasized he needed to be able to handle sensitive matters.

That’s why today, Seong-ryul had stepped forward—though nervously.

Whatever his intent, it felt like he’d interfered with the actor’s decision.

He’s trying to protect me as a manager. I get it.

Yeon-hwi understood why.

Still, negotiations with production staff usually looked better handled by higher-level managers.

As a road manager, Seong-ryul’s intervention could be awkward, even burdensome.

But the fact that he did it meant he was working actively.

Better to set clear standards early on.

They were still figuring out how to sync as a team. With rules set, they could move forward one step at a time.

As he kept eating, Yeon-hwi said calmly,

“Next time, just use the company as an excuse. That’ll look better.”

“Yes, hyung-nim. Sorry again…”

Seong-ryul lowered his head, chopsticks paused midair.

But Yeon-hwi didn’t stop there.

“You did well.”

“…Eh?”

Blinking in confusion, Seong-ryul met his eyes—only for Yeon-hwi to quietly return to his food.

Hyung-nim… How does a rookie have such composure?

Seong-ryul’s head had been a mess, worrying that his meddling might cause harm. His heart had even pounded in fear.

But his very first exclusive actor smoothed all those worries with an ease that didn’t suit a rookie.

“Hyung-nim, I’ll call the team manager now.”

“Eat first.”

“I just finished!”

Scarfing his meal down, Seong-ryul grabbed his phone and ran off.

Watching him go, Yeon-hwi simply shrugged.

After lunch, Yeon-hwi headed toward the cars at CP Han Ki-yeol’s call.

Inspecting a special filming vehicle, Han turned to him.

“…I heard this idiot caused trouble.”

He clicked his tongue at PD Lee Juseong, who stood stiffly with his hands clasped.

“Sunbae-nim, please… Not in front of the actor—”

“Didn’t I tell you not to pull stunts like this?”

“…Yes, you did.”

Lee Juseong hung his head as Han scolded him.

Yeon-hwi bowed lightly.

“The company and I have settled it. Thank you for trusting me with the wheel.”

Apparently, Team 3 manager Kang Ki-young had personally called the crew.

The matter was simple: add shots of Secretary Kim (Yeon-hwi) driving during the chase.

Still, the tug-of-war between production and agency took time.

“…Don’t worry about insurance or safety gear—we’ve got it covered.”

“Thank you. Then I’ll prepare.”

“Hey. You, too. Get moving.”

Han shot a sharp glare at Lee Juseong.

Startled, the PD scrambled off to work.

With the wrecker gone, special camera-rigged vehicles now took its place.

Among them, a white sedan and four black sedans lined up for the chase sequence.

“Road control’s solid?”

“Yes, sunbae-nim.”

“Keep checking. If we screw up, it won’t be entertainment news—it’ll be on the 8 o’clock broadcast.”

The AD sprinted off with his radio. Lee Juseong climbed onto the monitor truck.

“We’ll do a rehearsal run before the main shoot.”

His voice boomed through a megaphone.

The cars started moving, the white sedan leading.

Vroom—

Engines roared down the road.

Radios crackled nonstop with instructions—distances, speeds.

“Mr. Yeon-hwi, close in a bit more on car #4. Hold that gap.”

Inside the black sedan Yeon-hwi drove, the PD’s voice came through the passenger seat radio.

Strapped into safety gear, he followed the directions smoothly.

“Speed up a little!”

He adjusted his pace, closing the distance.

Compared to the wrecker shoot, this felt blisteringly fast—though in truth, it barely reached 30 km/h.

Rehearsals focused on spacing and camera angles.

After several runs—

“Action.”
“Slate!”

The white sedan darted forward, others following. Immersed in Secretary Kim’s mindset, Yeon-hwi tightened his grip on the wheel.

“If I lose them here… everything ends.”

Eyes locked on the white sedan ahead, Secretary Kim floored the accelerator.

Vrooom—

Smoke and sound burst from the black sedan’s exhaust.

This feels way better than the wrecker. Even the speed helps.

The wrecker scene’s problem wasn’t just slowness—it forced “acting” with every turn and pedal press.

Now, even at modest speed, actually driving let him immerse fully.

Through the window, Secretary Kim’s eyes gleamed sharper than ever.

Yes, this is good. If only we can keep this flow.

Watching the monitor, PD Lee tensed.

So far, Secretary Kim had only watched as his men failed.

But now, with them all gone, he personally gave chase.

And now—

“All cameras, move in. Get the drone too.”

The black sedan closed in relentlessly on the white car, which struggled to pull away.

The choreography rehearsed many times was the same, yet the tension was on another level.

The speed’s the same… but why does it feel so intense?

Even knowing they hadn’t broken 30 km/h, sweat dampened Lee’s palms.

No way he prepared this. I only asked him today…

Shaking his head at the absurd thought, he forced himself to focus.

Actors sometimes did their own driving—but rarely in chase scenes, and never rookies. This had been his own impromptu idea.

Rookie? No. There’s no way this is just a rookie.

His eyes narrowed as the course neared its end.

The black sedan swerved into a curve and screeched to a stop. The white sedan disappeared around the bend.

“Hold on Secretary Kim, framed with the car.”

Sweat trickled from his brow. His eyes were empty, hollowed of desperation.

The camera captured Secretary Kim, frozen with his car, in lingering detail.

“Cut.”

Even until the lens closed, Yeon-hwi remained in character, fully Secretary Kim.

Two days later, with the chase wrapped, Yeon-hwi arrived at a famous Seoul hotel’s convention center.

Today’s the climax—the shareholders’ meeting.

This was the pivotal scene where CL Group’s fate would be decided.

Here, the Vice Chairman would stumble at the finish line.

Despite Secretary Kim’s sabotage, Lee Seo-yoon and Kim Mi-ra survived to present the entrusted proxies of countless shareholders, securing CL Group’s management rights.

Worse yet, they exposed the Vice Chairman’s long-hidden corruption.

Cornered, he fled the meeting—plotting to personally eliminate the two women with his remaining power.

“You worked hard on the wrecker scene.”

Greeted by Ha Seo-jin, Yeon-hwi just shook his head calmly.

“It was refreshing.”

“They say this one was especially tough. I’ve never seen Ji-yeon wail about filming before.”

Yeon-hwi glanced at Choi Ji-yeon, sitting beside Kwon Ha-neul. She looked exhausted, raising a limp hand his way.

He bowed slightly, then turned back to Ha Seo-jin.

“Not much left now.”

“Shame, isn’t it? Our time as Vice Chairman and secretary is almost over.”

“Chairman, sir.”

“Hahaha. You really are the perfect secretary. Let’s get ready.”