Jang-Wook sat across from Dayo in the quiet meeting room, his phone resting face down on the table, though his attention kept drifting back to it. He had already read the articles more than once, and every time, his frown deepened. The room smelled faintly of coffee and paper.
"This isn't good," Jang-Wook said finally, breaking the silence. "Some of these articles are spreading fast. They're not outright condemning the movie yet, but they're planting doubt. That's dangerous at this stage."
Dayo leaned back in his chair, arms crossed loosely, his expression calm. He didn't look surprised. If anything, he looked mildly amused.
"You think so?" he asked.
Jang-Wook looked at him, clearly unsettled by the response. "This is bad for the film's image. People are questioning the quality, the cast, even the safety standards on set. Someone is deliberately stirring things up."
"I know," Dayo replied simply.
Jang-Wook paused. "Then why do you look like this doesn't concern you?"
