"You fairies are the real idiots! Our oppas have 800,000 fairy queens behind them—does your SJ have that? Does Brian Bennett have that?"

"×&％×％……"

"&……％￥￥……"

"Hey, you hit me! I'm a SONE…"

"Hit the SONE! Sisters, get him! Let's see if he dares to stan those rude bitches who seduce our oppas again!"

"You're slandering us! My nine girls would never… ah… you'll regret this!"

Looking at this chaotic scene, Tyler was utterly amazed. He couldn't imagine if, one day, a group of brainless kids like this were squatting outside young master's company or even his villa—would the young master want to die? At the very least, he himself would want to…

Lauren Carter dismissed the employee welcome team and led Brian Bennett toward the president's office, introducing as they walked, "Young Master An may not have a direct understanding of Girls' Generation, but I can assure you they're a group of very talented artists. The longest trainee among them has trained for nine years, and even the shortest has over three years. Both main vocalists are proud disciples of Teacher Jung Soon-won, and it wouldn't be too much for them to debut solo…"

Seeing that Lauren Carter was about to hype up the main vocalists, then the lead dancers, and then the visuals, Brian Bennett interrupted, "The one with nine years is Lee Soo-man's niece, Lee Soon-kyu, right? She trained at SW since childhood, and after SW closed, she came to SM. Actually, among SM's own, Jessica Jung should have the longest training period—seven years. She's one of Jung Soon-won's disciples. The other is the leader, Kim Taeyeon, who won the SM trainee audition with odds of 9000:1."

Lauren Carter gasped, feeling a chill down his spine. The stories about the main vocalists were well-known among fans, but Lee Soon-kyu's background was still a secret. If he even knew that, Lauren Carter felt there was nothing left for him to introduce. How laughable that he just said the other party didn't have a direct understanding…

As a result, the atmosphere became a bit awkward. Lauren Carter didn't know what to say, and Brian Bennett couldn't be bothered to continue with such a pointless topic. As they walked stiffly around a corner, suddenly a girl of about fourteen or fifteen came rushing toward them in a panic, about to crash into Brian Bennett. Tyler's large hand reached out from behind Brian Bennett and grabbed the girl, lifting her into the air. The girl let out a sharp scream, kicked her legs a few times, then suddenly went still, just staring blankly at Brian Bennett's face with big, adorable eyes.

Lauren Carter's face turned green! The young master of the An family being bumped into—this could be a big deal, even life-threatening if blown up! But before he could explode, the girl still dangling in the air suddenly shouted with sparkling eyes, "Jung-hoon OPPA! You must be Jung-hoon OPPA, right? I'm your fan, I paid for it!" Suddenly, her words stopped abruptly, as if she had just noticed Lauren Carter's murderous expression, and she immediately shrank into a ball, silent, like a quail hanging in the air.

Brian Bennett signaled Tyler to put her down, then patted Lauren Carter speechlessly, telling him to calm down. He then smiled and said, "That Fans Club membership isn't cheap. I bet half your allowance is gone, Krystal."

"Yeah, yeah, that FC is such a rip-off, but I really like OPPA, what can I do?" The girl, now free, straightened her crumpled collar and said with a conflicted look. Suddenly, she realized something and asked blankly, "OPPA, how do you know my name?"

"I'm a fortune teller," Brian Bennett laughed. "Alright, apologize to your president, and don't be so reckless next time. Look how mad you made him."

"Um. Pre… President, I'm sorry. I heard someone who looked a lot like Jung-hoon OPPA came to the company, and I couldn't help myself…"

Lauren Carter didn't know whether to get angry or not. After holding it in for a while, he finally said, "Are you that free, Krystal Reed? Get back to practice!"

"Oh…" Krystal bowed and walked away, looking back every few steps. Brian Bennett couldn't help but laugh. At this age, Krystal Reed was really cute—who said she was a little ice princess?

Krystal, her mind a mess, returned to the practice room and suddenly let out a heart-wrenching scream. A round-faced girl about her age beside her asked nervously, "What's wrong, Crystal?"

Krystal was on the verge of tears. "Little Snowball! 555555555~ I forgot to ask Jung-hoon OPPA for an autograph."

Little Snowball's expression changed instantly. "Hey! Krystal Reed, you idiot! Idiot!!"

Watching Brian Bennett's smile, Lauren Carter was puzzled. He really couldn't figure out how Brian Bennett managed to call out the name of a girl he'd never met before. Even if she was related to Girls' Generation, even if he'd investigated the backgrounds of all the members, there was no way he could remember them all so clearly in just one afternoon. Recognizing her face was one thing, but calling out her English name too? Could this guy be a lolicon who'd already investigated all the young trainees in the major agencies?

Even as he opened the president's office door, Lauren Carter was still turning this question over in his mind. Brian Bennett couldn't be bothered to explain, walked straight into the office, then suddenly froze, and burst out laughing.