The YHJ broadcasting station fell into a sudden, stunned silence, as if cold water had been poured over the entire room.

    And it was no surprise why.

    The person the director had just pointed out was none other than a Korean actress.

    Even as the clip continued, showcasing what they believed to be Goto Reika’s powerful performance, the director’s focus remained on the woman who had already exited the scene.

    ‘What do we do now, Director Nanjou?’

    ‘This is completely unexpected.’

    Even Nanjou Kazuo, the producer who had brought Seoyeon to Japan, wiped the sweat from his brow with a handkerchief.

    Subsequent biographical films had brought him multiple accolades. His resume was nothing short of extraordinary.

    However, his career had hit a snag about five years ago. He hadn’t delivered any major box office hits since then.

    Of course, this slump was relative. His films weren’t failures by any means—just not up to the standards of his earlier successes.

    ‘Which is probably why we managed to lure him to Japan at all.’

    Nanjou sighed inwardly as Baldwin stared at him with a detached expression.

    The difference between Japan’s and Hollywood’s production environments was vast.

    Appearance.Presence.

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