From A Producer To A Global Superstar-Chapter 229: Korea

The week passed quietly.

Well, quiet by Dayo’s standards.

The hype hadn’t vanished, but it had finally slowed down. His face was still everywhere, his name still circulating daily, but it no longer felt like the overwhelming flood from before. The internet had moved from shock to acceptance. Dayo had become normal news—dangerous territory for anyone who thrived on momentum.

And there were still a lot of companies that were reaching out to him to come and endorse. Still, due to time and most especially other celebrities and influencers, Dayo chose to stop after all; he didn’t need the money; he made more than 200 million dollars due to the endorsement, and that was enough. He didn’t want to monopolize the market and leave nothing for anyone.

Well, at least that was Dayo’s thought, and now that he had done everything that needed his utmost attention.

Now, it was time to do what he had been stalling.

At the airport terminal, Dayo stood with his family. Janet was right beside him, arms folded, pretending she wasn’t emotional. Abishola stood a little farther back, watching quietly, while Jason and Jeffery talked among themselves, giving Dayo space but staying close enough to remind him he wasn’t alone.

Dayo adjusted his jacket and looked at them.

"Alright," he said, breaking the silence. "I’ll be gone for a while."

Janet sighed. "You say that like it’s nothing."

"It’s not nothing," Dayo replied calmly. "But it’s not forever either."

He looked at each of them in turn.

"I’ll be in Korea for some time. Things are going to get busy, and the schedule will be tight. I won’t always be able to come back quickly."

Abishola nodded. "We understand."

"But don’t start missing me too much," Dayo added with a small smile. "If you do, call me. FaceTime. Video call. Anything."

Janet scoffed. "You’re saying that now, but we know you. You’ll disappear into work."

"I won’t," Dayo said. "And if I do, you’re allowed to complain."

That earned a few laughs.

He stepped forward and hugged them one by one. Janet held on a little longer than usual before pulling away.

"Take care of yourself," she said quietly.

"I will ma."

After the final goodbye, Dayo got into the car waiting outside. The driver pulled away smoothly, heading toward the airport gate.

As the city blurred past the window, Dayo leaned back and took out his phone.

He dialed a familiar number.

The call connected quickly.

"Yo," Valerie’s voice came through. "What’s up, Dave?"

Dayo smiled. "I’m on my way out."

"Oh, right," Valerie said. "I was actually about to call you."

"No problem," Dayo replied. "Is everyone there?"

"Yeah. Give me a second."

There was a brief shuffle, then Valerie spoke again. "You’re on speaker."

Dayo straightened slightly.

"I’m sure you all already know," he began, his voice calm and steady. "I’m leaving for Korea."

There were a few murmurs in the background, but no surprise.

"This isn’t the first time I’ve left the country," Dayo continued. "And it won’t be the last. For the past few years, you’ve all handled things well—even when I wasn’t around."

He paused briefly.

"I’ll be gone for a while this time. But nothing changes. If anything important comes up, reach out to me directly. We’ll handle it."

Valerie laughed softly. "You sound like you’re giving a farewell speech."

Dayo chuckled. "Just setting expectations."

"We’ve got things covered," Alice said. "Go do your thing."

"Alright," Dayo replied. "I’ll check in."

The call ended shortly after.

By the time the plane took off, Dayo was already settling into the familiar rhythm of travel. Long flights had become normal to him. He stared out the window briefly before closing his eyes.

This was his second time going to Korea in this life.

The first time had been during the Global Stage competition. Back then, everything had been uncertain. He had gone with ambition but little certainty, fighting for space in an industry that didn’t know him yet.

And now he was close to the top or already there and he had worked his ass to get here and it was by no luck he made it this far and now it was time for another Chapter a journey to his first movie.

Several hours later, the plane touched down.

As Dayo stepped into the terminal, he adjusted his cap slightly, keeping his head low out of habit. He didn’t expect anything unusual—just a quiet arrival, straight to the car, then rest.

Then he saw him.

Min-Jae.

Standing near the exit, hands in his pockets, posture relaxed. He looked taller than before, broader too. The sharpness in his eyes hadn’t faded, but there was weight there now—authority earned over time.

Dayo stopped mid-step.

"...You came yourself?" Dayo said as he walked over.

Min-Jae grinned. "What? You surprised?"

"A little," Dayo admitted. "You’re busy these days."

Min-Jae snorted. "You say that like you’re not."

They pulled each other into a brief, firm hug.

Dayo was genuinely suprise at Min-Jae’s arrival because in Korea Min-Jae is a big shot after all all the music Dayo has given him.had made him a hot cake that every artist want to work with.

So the fact that he came personally showed Dayo he made the right call.

"You’ve grown," Dayo said as he stepped back.

"So have you," Min-Jae replied, eyeing him. "And not just physically."

Dayo smiled. "I heard you’re practically running half the industry now."

Min-Jae shrugged. "Someone had to keep things in order and you talk like it was only my doing you had a major part to play in this to."

"Hehe if say so." Dayo smiled

"I thought you’d send someone," Dayo said honestly.

"I considered it," Min-Jae replied. "Then I decided against it. It been what ? 2 years since your last vists so I decided I would be your personal chauffer."

Dayo laughed. "Fair."

They walked toward the exit together.

"So," Min-Jae said, glancing sideways, "how long are you staying this time?"

"As long as the movie production is still on going."

"Good," Min-Jae said. "We’ve got a lot to do."

"I figured."

They got into the car, the door shutting softly behind them.

"I won’t throw work at you today," Min-Jae added as the driver pulled off. "You just landed."

"I appreciate that," Dayo said. "Tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow," Min-Jae confirmed. "We’ll start properly."

Dayo nodded, feeling the familiar anticipation settle in his chest.

He was about to direct and produce his first movie so of course he was hyped up.

This wasn’t just another trip.

This was the beginning of something new.

And for the first time in a long while, he felt exactly where he was supposed to be.

Time would tell if all would go according to plan.