"Mr. Zyn!" A thin man, dressed in a rather distinctive purple polo shirt that seemed a bit too snug, with a yellow scarf around his neck and shiny black pants, stood up from his seat when he saw me.
His outfit didn't quite match the upscale vibe of the place, but it made him stand out. The purple shirt clashed a bit with the classy surroundings, and his yellow scarf caught everyone's eye as it flapped when he got up.
His green hair also did not help with his current attire, but I'm not really one to judge, considering I get my fashion sense from researching "Best Attire for handsome Men" most of the time.
He was Evelyn's group current manager. Looking at his outfit, I could tell he wasn't exactly rolling in dough. His attempt at looking classy was like a fashion mixed up.
"You can sit down," I gestured with my hands, inviting him to remain seated.
"I apologize to everyone for keeping you all waiting; I had some business to attend to," I explained.
It was already 8:30 pm when I arrived because of my little encounter with Rei Mei. I had texted Evelyn in advance, so they didn't leave and just ordered food, which they had already finished eating.
"Mr. Zyn, you're really handsome! I think you'd become famous instantly if you tried to become an idol!"
"Thank you, but I don't think that the celebrity life suits me," I chuckled at his comment.
"You're too humble. You're even more charismatic than Rune!" he exclaimed.
"Rune?" I asked with a puzzled look. I haven't been updated with the recent celebrity news.
"He's the current top male idol, shot to stardom in one go. Looks like a flower boy, but honestly, your cool and charismatic vibe would totally outshine his delicate appearance!"
'Is he the same guy Alice mentioned before?' I mused, recalling Alice's words.
"What's the problem?"
"We need a good song to shoot them to stardom. And right now, most of the talented composers are exclusively working with more popular and talented groups. I don't have the connections to get one of them to make us one.," he sighed, feeling embarrassed by his incompetence.
"That's not an issue. Just set up a meeting for me with whichever composer you pick, and I will handle the rest," I reassured them. With my powers, convincing any composer to write the best song of the year would be a piece of cake.
As for talent, Evelyn's group didn't lack it. They were merely restricted because they weren't as favored.
"Thank you, Mr. Zyn!" He bowed his head, looking very satisfied with my promise.
"You're welcome," I replied with a nod, watching his thankful face, still grinning from ear to ear.
"By the way, before we do all of this, I wanted to first talk about their contract with your current company." I tapped the table.
I heard from Evelyn that their current contract was a little bit exploitative, so I wanted to fix it right away before they even became popular. Most entertainment companies would do that to rising idols.
"This is the contract," he handed me a copy, and I began to read it.
As expected, the contract was unfavorable, so I had to fix this later.
ZZZZZ!
Suddenly, my phone vibrated, and I slowly glanced at the screen. A satisfied grin spread across my face as I absorbed the details of text.
"Let's end this meeting. I have something to take care of. From now on, when you need money, just tell Evelyn."