Real Man

Chapter 433:

As if to quell the suspicion of Manager Kim Hyun-min, Yoo-hyun moved very quickly.

He immediately gathered the exhibition staff and explained the situation in advance.

“I think we need to do a panel exhibition. How we’re going to do it is…”

Jang Joon-sik, who was listening, raised his hand.

“Deputy, isn’t this not confirmed yet?”

“Yes. We have to go there tomorrow to get the exact size. I’m just telling you in advance to be prepared.”

The details of the exhibition were not even out yet.

Unlike the past, there was a possibility that it might not happen.

But Jang Joon-sik gave a confident answer.

“Good. It won’t be easy, but let’s do our best together.”

If they were people who knew the situation well, they would have stuck out their tongues and said they couldn’t do it.

But these fearless young employees seemed rather motivated.

“Yes. Understood.”

As if to prove that fact, Yang Yoon-soo and Jung Saet-byul answered with a firm voice.

They were really the perfect members for this exhibition.

‘I don’t know who picked them, but they did a good job.’

Yoo-hyun nodded his head with a satisfied expression.

The next morning.

Yoo-hyun got on the bus and looked at the passing scenery, recalling his old memories.

-You may not know this, but I met you before then. Maybe our fate was tied by a red thread since then.

Yoo-hyun didn’t know, and Jeong Da-hye remembered their first meeting. It was today.

It was also the day that Yoo-hyun had been looking forward to as he started his new life.

Although it was not their first meeting unlike the past, he met her again at the same place and on the same day as if by fate.

May 15th.

There was a reason why Yoo-hyun remembered this date clearly.

He used Teacher’s Day as an excuse and sent a text message to Shin Kyung-wook, the former executive director who had moved to the group strategy room.

The past Yoo-hyun had struggled so much to send a single line of message.

Wouldn’t it be too burdensome and make him dislike me?

Wouldn’t it be too bland and not memorable?

Yoo-hyun desperately wanted to grab the lifeline of Shin Kyung-wook, the former executive director.

He wanted to escape from the hellish temporary TF and go to the group strategy room with him as his leverage.

What kind of reply did he get then?

He waited all day long, but no answer came.

At that time, Yoo-hyun was just one of many employees who flattered Shin Kyung-wook, the former executive director.

But now it was different.

Beep beep.

-I heard from the part-timer that they have a new menu of soybean paste noodles. How about going to the comic cafe after work?

How much of a regular customer do you have to be for the part-timer to text you that they have soybean paste noodles?

Snicker. Yoo-hyun got off the bus and immediately replied to Shin Kyung-wook, the former executive director.

-I want to see the part-timer’s skills, but I have a prior engagement today. See you next time.

The message content that was hard to send even after countless worries in the past now came out right away.

Like this, Yoo-hyun developed a completely different relationship with Shin Kyung-wook, the former executive director.

How would this changed appearance look in Jeong Da-hye’s eyes?

He thought of her, whom he would encounter in the same place and situation as before, and entered the building of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

Yoo-hyun checked his identity with the security guard at the entrance and moved to the third floor where he had an appointment.

Ding.

A marble floor spread out in front of Yoo-hyun as he got off the elevator.

The government promotional materials and world flags on the wall were not so unfamiliar.

He felt a sense of deja vu and his blurry memories that were like foggy mist gradually returned.

What did Jeong Da-hye look like back then?

He couldn’t clearly recall her face, but he seemed to have gotten an impression that she was quite professional.

Yoo-hyun tried to recall his memories that floated like afterimages as he walked down the hallway.

Thud thud thud.

When he reached the meeting room where he had promised, he heard a tinkling voice from behind the corner.

“Mr. Shin, what if you change your mind again? If we don’t nail it down this time, we won’t make the deadline.”

The voice of the owner who clearly struck his ears was someone Yoo-hyun couldn’t not know.

Yoo-hyun felt happy and took another step forward, when he heard an annoyed man’s voice.

“Team Leader Jung, you don’t know if the director will come or not. Don’t you know that the director is sensitive about the business-related matters?”

“If you’re going to be so cautious, you shouldn’t have asked me to do it.”

“You don’t know how many times I’ve told you that government work is not something that can be done with just willpower. Tsk tsk.”

Yoo-hyun moved a few more steps and walked past the corner, confirming the appearance of the man who was scolding.

He was clearly a high-ranking civil servant, judging by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs badge on his suit and the title of deputy.

Why would such a person bother to roast an employee he hired?

Then he saw Jeong Da-hye, who was facing him.

She was dressed in a neat suit and did not lose her dignity even in a situation where she was pushed to the corner.

“I invited the businessmen as promised. I will proceed as planned.”

“Hey. Are you going to go off track again? Why don’t you let them know?”

The man pushed his protruding belly forward and shouted.

At that moment, sparks flew from Yoo-hyun’s eyes.

How dare you touch her?

Swoosh.

Yoo-hyun scanned the hallway and gave strength to his stomach.

There was a very simple way to move this kind of lowlife who was only strong against the weak.

“Mr. Shin.”

Yoo-hyun’s thick voice echoed throughout the hallway.

The man was startled.

“Huh. Director?”

He quickly looked around and ran away to the far end of the hallway.

Tap tap tap tap.

He looked so pale that he seemed to have a lot of guilt.

Did he commit a mortal sin?

Yoo-hyun snickered at the unexpectedly powerful effect of his scolding.

Yoo-hyun walked past the man who was running and went forward.

Jeong Da-hye, who was wearing a resigned expression as if she was used to this kind of thing, came into view.

“What a coincidence to see you here. Hello.”

As Yoo-hyun approached, Jeong Da-hye blinked her eyes.

“Huh? Yoo-hyun?”

“How have you been?”

“What are you doing here?”

As she answered, Jeong Da-hye stuck her head out to the hallway where the man had run away.

She looked at the empty hallway and asked Yoo-hyun.

“Was that voice just now yours, Yoo-hyun?”

“I felt like an unwelcome guest interrupted our pleasant greeting.”

“Is that what you should say right now?”

“What can’t I say? It’s good for that deputy to be prepared in advance.”

Yoo-hyun shrugged his shoulders, and Jeong Da-hye made a dumbfounded expression.

I felt it from the first time I met him, but this person is really unpredictable.

“Geez. How can you not change at all?”

“People die when they change.”

“You’re still as stubborn as ever.”

“Thank you for the compliment.”

Jeong Da-hye shook her head and asked.

“But what are you doing here?”

She was the host of the meeting, but she didn’t even receive the list of participants.

She was struggling alone in a situation where everything was limited.

That was why Yoo-hyun wanted to come back here.

“I came here because I was invited for the G20 exhibition project.”

“Don’t tell me, you’re the decision-maker of Hansung Display?”

“Yes. That’s right.”

Yoo-hyun smiled and answered.

“Ha.”

Jeong Da-hye let out a deep sigh.

She didn’t welcome Yoo-hyun’s attendance because she hated him.

She needed a quick decision to get the exhibition support within the tight schedule, and for that, she needed the attendance of the decision-makers.

When she sent an official letter to Hansung Electronics and Ilsung Electronics through the preparatory committee, she also requested them to specify this part.

But what?

A deputy-level person came from Hansung.

He looked so relaxed, smiling among the old people.

Inside the multipurpose meeting room on the third floor.

Jeong Da-hye, who was looking at Yoo-hyun sitting by the window, soon focused on the screen.

Her voice spread throughout the meeting room through the microphone on the podium.

“In order to successfully prepare for this G20 bid, our exhibition direction is…”

She pointed at the virtual exhibition hall on the screen with a laser pointer and explained one by one.

It was quite impressive that they decorated the entire first floor of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs building as an exhibition hall.

“On the ceiling near the entrance, we will place a video wall, and on the right side, we will have Hansung Electronics’ transparent refrigerator that they showed at the last European exhibition, and next to it, Ilsung Electronics’…”

Not only that, but every panel was from exhibitions they had shown before.

It was worth at least 80 points just for not saying anything absurd in this presentation.

The concept of connecting the panels organically and making the entire exhibition hall a storytelling place for national promotion was also excellent.

‘She was meticulous from then on.’

Yoo-hyun listened carefully to Jeong Da-hye’s presentation and looked around.

The eyes of the men sitting with restless postures were caught one by one.

‘How dare this deputy come here?’

‘Do these Hansung bastards think they can ignore us?’

‘We have to trust only Ilsung this time.’

They had been sending him those looks since they received his business card.

Yoo-hyun had received those piercing looks in the past as well.

He was pushed into this place for being the youngest deputy, and he had to shrink as if he were a criminal.

He didn’t have enough courage to overcome this heavy atmosphere back then.

“And on the wall of the exhibition hall, we will make frames with panels of various inches, and we will play G20 preparation videos in a grid style.”

As soon as Jeong Da-hye finished speaking, an old man sitting opposite Yoo-hyun raised his hand.

He represented Ilsung Electronics and didn’t even give Yoo-hyun his business card.

“Wait a minute. Are we supposed to do all that? There are only a few days left at this point.”

“We may change some parts, but we want to go with this plan to maximize the exhibition effect.”

Jeong Da-hye calmly answered, and he sneered.

“Do you know how long it takes us to prepare for a European exhibition?”

“How long does it take?”

“At least a month. And that’s with all our development staff. How can you make such a request without knowing anything?”

Deputy Ma Kyung-min scanned the high-ranking civil servants sitting around him with his head held high as if he had something behind him.

Shin Kwang-se, who was in charge of meeting with the G20 preparatory committee and judges, groaned.

“Deputy Ma, Team Leader Jung is still young.”

“Deputy Shin, please tell her to behave. I came here wanting to support her actively, but I only got upset.”

It was obvious that he was trying to pressure her on purpose.

Shin Kwang-se took it and blamed Jeong Da-hye.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t train her well.”

He only picked on the weak, as if he hated his sister-in-law.

Yoo-hyun clenched his teeth as he watched Jeong Da-hye, who was doing a bitter job.

He recalled his memories of the past.

He couldn’t remember Jeong Da-hye’s face or expression clearly, but the atmosphere was similar.

It was around this time that Yoo-hyun stepped in.

He had no reason to step in in a situation where he didn’t have to.

It was definitely not to help Jeong Da-hye.

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