Real Man

Chapter 650:

Ding.

The people who got off the elevator followed Vice President Shin Kyung-wook closely.

Yoo-hyun was next to him.

As he was about to say something to him, he had to stop.

He had encountered Shin Kyung-soo in the middle of the lobby.

Behind Shin Kyung-wook was the mobile strategy team, and behind Shin Kyung-soo was his entourage.

Nod.

As if they had agreed, the people around them bowed their heads and stepped back.

Only Yoo-hyun stayed in his place.

Shin Kyung-wook spoke without hesitation.

“I saw your interview. I could feel your sincere heart for the company.”

“I wish the company to do well more than you, brother. That’s why I’m trying to set the right direction.”

“Is selling off all the loss-making subsidiaries the right direction?”

“It’s better than making the company noisy by acquiring irrelevant companies.”

“Who do you think made it noisy?”

“I don’t know. I don’t know who that is.”

Shin Kyung-soo slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and Shin Kyung-wook smiled calmly.

From a distance, it might look like a not-so-bad meeting of brothers, but it was not.

Behind their calm expressions, their eyes clashed fiercely.

Yet neither of them showed any sign of agitation.

Looking at them, Shin Kyung-wook was not an ordinary person either.

Yoo-hyun smiled inwardly and glanced at the faces behind Shin Kyung-soo.

There were some faces that triggered his memory.

The most noticeable one was Gerard Kim, who had an exotic appearance.

Maybe because he saw him often on TV, he was more familiar with his young appearance than his old one.

Gerard Kim was watching this situation with interest, with his arms crossed.

Next to him was a man with short curly hair and angular glasses.

Choi Jae-ki, the director.

Shin Kyung-soo’s strategist, who had caused all kinds of troubles to the company and society.

He scanned the surroundings with a sneer, and his eyes met Yoo-hyun’s.

He used to tremble at the sight of his eyes, but now he just looked ridiculous.

Snicker.

Choi Jae-ki’s eyes narrowed as Yoo-hyun chuckled.

He was the only one who didn’t bow his head among the people around him.

Feeling the same, Shin Kyung-soo turned his head slightly.

He reached out his hand to Yoo-hyun, as if he knew him.

He didn’t even offer his hand to Shin Kyung-wook.

“It’s been a while.”

“It’s nice to see you again.”

Yoo-hyun shook his hand with a relaxed smile.

He had no reason to bow his head to someone who was not his direct boss.

Squeeze.

Yoo-hyun looked at the real face of Shin Kyung-soo behind his hypocritical mask.

Did he know?

He might have thought that everyone was in his palm in the past, but now it was the opposite.

He was nothing but a pawn in Yoo-hyun’s palm.

The moment he realized the essence of the emotion he had vaguely felt, Yoo-hyun felt a thrilling sensation.

At the same time, the shackles that had bound Yoo-hyun were loosened.

Snap.

‘Let’s see who wins.’

Yoo-hyun smiled slyly as he passed Shin Kyung-soo.

It was after Yoo-hyun had passed him.

Choi Jae-ki approached Shin Kyung-soo, who had stopped for a moment.

“Vice President, who was that rude guy earlier?”

“He’s the one that Lee Jun-il acknowledged.”

“I see. The young guy was quite stiff.”

Shin Kyung-soo replied coldly to Choi Jae-ki’s words.

“Just make him bow, why do you care so much?”

“Yes. Leave it to me.”

“Let’s go.”

Shin Kyung-soo walked with an indifferent expression and opened his hand.

He didn’t show it, but his hand was still tingling.

Jang Jun-sik’s efforts were hidden in the process that proceeded without much disagreement.

He had a clear grasp of the key people.

Jang Jun-sik did not only help with the organization.

He led the development and design departments with the differentiated design proposal he made through the exhibition.

He received Yoo-hyun’s advice, but he led everything.

The result was listed in detail in the email.

Yoo-hyun nodded as he finished checking the content.

“They’re doing well.”

Click.

Yoo-hyun then opened the attached file.

There were detailed tasks of other colleagues.

Among them, Kwon Se-jung’s work change caught Yoo-hyun’s eye.

He was in charge of sales, marketing, and strategy with Choi Kyu-tae, the deputy manager.

Now, he was also responsible for the modem side of JK Communication.

There was Yoo-hyun’s choice behind this decision.

The reason was simple.

He saw the potential in Kwon Se-jung’s strategic insight.

If he grew a little more, wouldn’t he be able to counter the opponent’s strategy?

Maybe he could even surpass Choi Jae-ki, the director who was said to be flying high.

Yoo-hyun highly valued Kwon Se-jung’s potential.

Snicker.

Yoo-hyun, who had a fun imagination, sent a message to Kwon Se-jung.

It contained a plan to block the opponent’s attack that would soon come.

What kind of result he would make with this was up to Kwon Se-jung.

Thud.

Yoo-hyun put down his phone and turned his worries to somewhere else.

The company was reorganizing smoothly, but Double Y was not.

He was still struggling to find a single employee.

Would it be okay to leave it like this?

As he worried, he received a message from Park Young-hoon.

-Yoo-hyun, can you come to the interview? I’ve narrowed down some good candidates, so let’s persuade Do Ha together.

He had some time left in his schedule, so he had no reason to refuse.

Yoo-hyun was about to reply when his phone rang.

Ring. Ring.

An unknown number popped up on the screen.

Yoo-hyun answered the phone without much thought.

“Yes. This is Han Yoo-hyun.”

-Is this Yoo-hyun? Han Yoo-hyun from class 1 of grade 2 at Sannae Middle School?

Yoo-hyun tilted his head at the sudden informal speech.

“Yes. Who is this?”

-It’s me! Park Won-seok, who was in the same class as you. You used to call me Bulk all the time.

Bulk?

He had a vague image of him.

“Ah... The one who sat in the back row.”

-Yeah. You haven’t seen me for a while, and you’ve forgotten me already?

“It’s been more than a while.”

-Well, a lot of time has passed.

Did Park Won-seok have the right to talk about time? What about Yoo-hyun?

He tried hard to remember, but he only vaguely remembered Park Won-seok’s impression, and he didn’t know what kind of memories he had with him.

Still, he had a positive feeling.

“What’s up?”

-You work at Hansung, right? Are you in Gangnam?

“Uh, yeah.”

-I’m just passing by there, and I thought of your face. Haha! I was going to just pass by, but I felt bad not contacting you. Oh, how I got your number was...

Park Won-seok rambled on, as if he was a bit awkward.

He seemed to want to meet, so Yoo-hyun asked.

“Are you in front of Hansung Tower?”

-Yeah. Do you have time? If not, let’s see each other next time.

If it was like before, he would have just ignored him, but not now.

Having spent his childhood together was enough reason to meet.

“No. I’ll be right there.”

Yoo-hyun answered and got up from his seat without hesitation.