From Thug to Idol: Transmigrating to a Survival Show

Chapter 872: A Close Competition



June stared back at the photo of himself.

It was the sexy version of the 'Sanipoo' that they were models of.

"What the fuck is this?" June exclaimed as he flicked the bottle away.

"Hey, hey," Haruto said, grabbing the bottle and making sure that it wasn't damaged in any way, even going as far as cradling it like a baby.

"Do you know how hard it is to get one of these things?" Haruto exclaimed. "I had to drive an hour to an unknown grocery store, and I even had to fight an old lady just for this last bottle. These are like gold these days."

June shook his head and massaged the bridge of his nose.

"I have plenty of those in my house," he said, frustration heard in his voice.

"Oh, does that mean you have the cute version, too? I've been looking for it everywhere."

June sighed and stood from his chair. "Alright, I'm going home."

"Wait!" Haruto exclaimed, scrambling to get a hold of June's wrist and pulling him to sit back down.

"If you're just going to waste my time..."

"I'm not!" Haruto said. "I'm really not. It might look like it, but I'm dead serious."

June crossed his arms in front of his chest. "Tell me how 'Sanipoo' is relevant to this equation?"

"Well, you see, I met the maid once again," Haruto started off. "I got her contact number, by the way."

June nodded, silently gesturing for him to continue.

"It was unexpected. She works at a salon as a cleaner now, and I just happened to pass by her."

"Anyway, I waited for eight hours for her shift to end," he continued.

June pursed his lips. The lady must have been so scared.

"I chased her down for a good half an hour, too," Haruto added. "Well, I was with Marcus, and he did the honors, but you know what I mean."

June shook his head. "Goodness. You traumatized her."

"No, she was just shaken, but she's alright now! I gave her some cash."

"Anyway," Haruto continued. "I asked her for more clues-about how I could find the successor of the late head of Phoenix. However, she didn't tell me anything blatant." "How come?" June asked.

"Well, it might be because she had been their maid since the successor was a little kid. She said that she owed their family a lot, and she didn't dare expose them. It was what the late head would have wanted her to do so," he explained.

"However," June said, already expecting it to have some kind of catch.

"However," Haruto continued. "She told me about this brand-Sanipoo. She told me that this is the key item to finding the successor."

"And that is because?" June asked, wanting to find out more.

"Oh, that's all that she ever told me," he chuckled. "I asked you to come here because I couldn't decode it up until this day."

June sighed and shook his head. What more did he expect from Haruto?

"Well, it's a known fact that 'Sanipoo' is made by Phoenix's subsidiary cleaning company, but

it still doesn't make sense how it would lead to its head."

"What about the address?" June asked. "Do you have any leads where he might live? He's in UN village, right?"

"Yes," Haruto said. "However, that's still all that I know about his address. The head must have lived a secretive life, so his son followed in his footsteps."

June nodded. "Alright," he said, standing from his seat. "We're heading out now."

"What?" Haruto exclaimed. "But I prepared some food for you, guys. Why don't you stay for a bit, huh?"

June sighed and looked at Haruto's pleading face. "Come on," he said. "I bet Jay wouldn't mind."

Of course, Jay wouldn't mind since it would only extend his time with Marcus!

"Alright," June said. "We'll head out right after."

***

It was the next day, and Joonie was on his way to the salon to get dolled up for his interview.

It was early in the morning, so he wasn't in the mood.

However, as soon as he got inside, he quickly shifted to his warm persona.

"Good morning," he said.

The stylists and make-up artists greeted him fondly.

Dan trailed behind his back before walking over to the couch, where other managers usually waited for their artists. However, since it was so early, he was the first one there.

"Let's head to the shampoo area," the stylist said.

Joonie nodded and followed after her to get his hair shampooed.

As she massaged his hair, the other workers couldn't help but notice the height of his nose.

"Wow, you have such a pretty nose," one of them said. "June's nose is trending these days because a lot of people want its projection. You have a similar one."

Joonie pursed his lips but quickly smiled. "Well, this is natural," he said.

Some of them gasped. "So, June's isn't?" they asked.

Joonie held in the urge to smirk. "I didn't say anything about that," he vaguely said. "Just that mine is natural," he boasted.

"Then you are really handsome," they began to shower him with compliments.

Joonie couldn't help but smile. His day was already made with the amount of compliments hen/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

was receiving.

Meanwhile, Dan, who was still on edge with Sir Lei, smirked as soon as he saw some news

from the private investigator he had hired.

After the incident with June, he had been demoted to a managerial position, which also meant

that his position in the hierarchy had also gone down.

With that, he vowed to find the one thing that would make Lei trust him again.

That is to find the head of Phoenix.

He knew that Lei had been looking for him for a while now, and having the 'head' on his side would bring about even bigger victories for Lei.

Dan had been in a bitter mood ever since he was demoted. However, with the new text from

the private investigator, he felt like he had been invigorated.

He didn't even think twice before dialing Lei's number.

"Sir," he exclaimed, sounding a tad too excited.

"What do you need?" Lei asked. "I'm busy."

"I know, sir," Dan smiled. "However, I have something that you wouldn't want to miss out

on."

Lei remained silent, so Dan took that as the chance to relay the piece of information he had

gathered.

"The head of Phoenix," Dan started off.

"He's in UN village."