I Became a Raid Boss

The PD glanced down at his wrist.

"You're a little late."

And he wasn’t the only one checking the time.

The person holding a note filled with densely written text, and those holding cameras or microphones, too.

While the frequency varied, they all occasionally checked the time and glanced down the road.

The promised time had nearly passed, but the vehicle they were waiting for had yet to appear.

For the crew, who were in charge of making the program and filming, it wasn’t a particularly pleasant situation.

But surprisingly, instead of irritation, there was concern on their faces as they gathered together.

Hearing his casual mumbling, the writer next to him responded.

"Yeah, right? He’s never been late before. Could something have happened?"

"If that were the case, he’d have contacted us already. Maybe there's traffic or something."

"Do you think so…? I just hope nothing serious has happened."

If they’d known that Da-eun was often late or frequently missed appointments, they might have thought, "Oh, she’s late again." But the Da-eun they knew wasn’t that kind of person.@@novelbin@@

No matter how late, she always arrived at least 30 minutes early, greeting everyone with a bright face and offering coffee to the whole crew, saying they had worked hard. Who could possibly dislike someone like that?

Even if the crew wasn’t that large.

The PD, who had developed a favorable impression of Da-eun because of her consistent professionalism, shrugged and said,

"Well, being a little late is no big deal, right? If worse comes to worst, we can film the opening in the car."

"Is that okay? Should we stop filming for a bit then?"