Real Man-Chapter 469:

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Chapter 469:

Yoo-hyun stood in front of the exhibition hall, waiting for someone and looking at the large electronic billboard on the wall.

As the news headlines on the billboard indicated, today Korea was expecting the attendance of famous entrepreneurs.

This was something that did not happen in the last 4th meeting, and thanks to that, the importance of the exhibition soared.

That was why the key figures of Hansung Electronics, including Vice Chairman Shin Myung-ho, decided to attend the exhibition hastily.

Hansung Electronics was not the only one to attend.

He could hear more details from reporter Oh Eun-bi, who appeared shortly after.

Sitting in a coffee shop across from the exhibition hall, reporter Oh Eun-bi said to Yoo-hyun in an excited voice.

“Ilsung is in trouble, so they are coming today. Vice President Choi Min-yong is also coming, right?”

“Really?”

“Of course. How can they not come, even if their stomachs hurt? Bill Gates is coming too.”

“That’s true.”

“Aren’t you surprised?”

“I’m surprised. I was so surprised that I couldn’t sleep last night.”

Yoo-hyun answered exaggeratedly, and reporter Oh Eun-bi gave him a mischievous look.

“Oh, you’re so relaxed because you’re the one who stole the exhibition from Ilsung?”

“Who says that?”

“It comes out when I investigate. I’m Oh Eun-bi.”

Reporter Oh Eun-bi had a confident expression on her face.

It was then.

The executives of Ilsung Electronics and the personnel of the Ministry of Industry entered the exhibition hall, and the reporters followed them. 𝖋𝔯𝔢𝔢𝖜𝖊𝖇𝖓𝔬𝔳𝖊𝔩.𝖈𝖔𝖒

Yoo-hyun, who was drinking coffee without caring, winked at her.

“You know everything, reporter. But you don’t have to go in there, do you?”

“I have my juniors there.”

“You’re different since you became a chief.”

“Hey, I’m promoted, but not a chief. I prefer running around. What about you? Don’t you have to go in?”

“The exhibition hasn’t started yet. There are many people above me.”

Yoo-hyun gave a similar answer, and reporter Oh Eun-bi smiled with her eyes.

“You’re relaxed, as I said.”

“I learned from you, reporter.”

“You’re still witty.”

“I guess it’s because I’m with a good person.”

Yoo-hyun was exchanging jokes with a pleasant acquaintance.

Vice Chairman Shin Myung-ho, Vice President Lim Jun-pyo, and Executive Director Shin Kyung-wook passed by his side.

The reporters’ cameras showered on them, who were standing in front of the entrance.

Reporter Oh Eun-bi, who was looking at the same place as Yoo-hyun, said.

“It’s because of the LCD division spin-off issue that the reporters are flocking.”

“I didn’t expect the division spin-off to get so much attention.”

“It’s obvious that the crown prince fight will become more interesting with this one shot. It might be fun to watch them compete with Ilsung too.”

“That might be possible.”

Yoo-hyun answered perfunctorily and drank his coffee.

Reporter Oh Eun-bi activated her unique intuition.

“Do you know something? When will the spin-off happen?”

“Maybe when the sales reversal comes out?”

“Hey, why are you like that between players? You must have something prepared in advance.”

Yoo-hyun was stingy with his answer.

Instead, he looked at Executive Director Shin Kyung-wook, who was skillfully dealing with the reporters at the entrance, and recalled what he had said a while ago.

-The LCD division spin-off will be decided soon. Things are going well.

As reporter Oh Eun-bi predicted, the spin-off discussion was already in progress, and the time for the result was approaching.

Maybe the LCD division spin-off would happen regardless of the sales results.

Why did he feel uneasy when the situation was going well?

Yoo-hyun tried to do what he could do first, hiding his frustrated expression.

“It will be soon. I’ll let you know first, reporter.”

“Of course. You know I’m the type who returns what I get, right?”

“Sure. Shall we get up now? It’s time for the stars to come.”

“Yes. I understand. Will you explain it to me inside?”

“Of course. You’re more VIP to me than Bill Gates, reporter.”

That was true for Yoo-hyun at the moment.

No matter what situation unfolded in the future, he needed reporter Oh Eun-bi’s help.

“That’s a nice thing to hear in the middle of listening.”

Reporter Oh Eun-bi’s eyes became crescents at Yoo-hyun’s flattering words.

That day, as planned, many stars attended the exhibition hall.

From the CEOs of world-renowned companies to the leaders and related ministers of the G20 participating countries, they stopped by the exhibition hall.

The president and prime minister of Korea and the ministers were added to that.

It was as if more important people gathered in one place than at the European exhibition private room show.

Bang.

As soon as it started, the displays that surrounded the wide space emitted light and started dancing.

People exclaimed at the exhibition with a story, which was different from the previous exhibitions.

Among them was the US president.

“Wow. This is amazing. This is the first time I’ve seen such an exhibition.”

“Haha. I’ll show you often when you come to Korea.”

The exhibition staff were startled by the Korean president’s remark, but the exhibition atmosphere was successful.

The news about the exhibition was more abundant than the content of the G20 summit that followed.

As the situation was like this, good news came from here and there.

The German luxury TV brand Loewe and the Danish luxury appliance brand Bang & Olufsen wrote a makeshift contract on a napkin on the spot, which was one of the stories.

Thanks to that, the aftertaste did not go away even after the exhibition ended.

Jung Saet-byul, who was out of place, came up to Yoo-hyun and shouted.

“Kyak. Sir. I shook hands with the president. I’m not going to wash my hands.”

“You smell. Wash it.”

Yoo-hyun cut him off coldly, and this time Yang Yoon-soo came up and shouted excitedly.

“I explained to Bill Gates earlier. Did you see me speaking English?”

“He couldn’t understand what you were saying and went somewhere else.”

The two people who were happy and cheerful even with Yoo-hyun’s iron wall retreated to the appearance of a man.

Yoo-hyun tapped his shoulder, who was standing blankly.

“Good job.”

“Sir, it feels like I’m dreaming.”

“Your efforts made your dream come true.”

“Thank you, sir.”

Jang Jun-sik bowed his waist.

Yoo-hyun looked at his junior, who had grown up once again, with pride.

Shin Kyung-wook, the executive director, approached Yoo-hyun and said,

“You’ve done a great job.”

“I didn’t do much this time. It was all thanks to my juniors.”

It was not an empty word. Jang Jun-sik had filled Yoo-hyun’s gap perfectly.

He didn’t work alone like before, but he also knew how to use Yang Yoon-soo and Jung Saet-byul actively.

Shin Kyung-wook nodded as if he agreed.

“I know. I’ll make sure to reward everyone involved in this exhibition.”

“Thank you. I think it would be good to include the development team that supported us as well.”

“Of course. What about you? What do you want?”

“I’m fine with kimchi fried rice and two eggs.”

“Hahaha. That’s a typical answer from you.”

Shin Kyung-wook laughed heartily at Yoo-hyun’s answer.

He felt like he had thrown away the fake mask he had worn all day to greet the guests.

He felt lighter and said to Yoo-hyun,

“It seems like they will announce the spin-off soon, judging by the atmosphere today.”

“Are you confident that the sales will exceed?”

“They must have done the calculations in the group strategy room already. It feels like they are giving it to us.”

“I see. That’s good news.”

“But why do you look so worried?”

Yoo-hyun answered calmly to Shin Kyung-wook’s question.

“Maybe it’s because everything is going too well.”

“There’s no such thing as a free lunch in this world.”

“That’s right. There must be some other trick up their sleeve.”

Son Tae-bum, the vice chairman, had stepped forward, and Shin Kyung-soo was behind him. They wouldn’t just give it to them.

A big storm was bound to come soon.

There was a very important event next year that would determine the future of the company, so they needed to move faster.

Yoo-hyun had already made up his mind, but he hadn’t told Shin Kyung-wook yet.

It wasn’t that he did it on purpose, but there was something that made him hesitate.

As if he had read Yoo-hyun’s dilemma, Shin Kyung-wook put his hand on Yoo-hyun’s shoulder.

“You don’t need to think that far right now. You can trust me.”

“Of course I trust you. But…”

Tap tap.

Shin Kyung-wook tapped his shoulder and smiled.

“Why don’t you go home and clear your head for a while? You think too much.”

“Yes. I should do that. And maybe talk to my father about my worries.”

“Haha. Yes. You should listen to your elders. They know better.”

“That’s why I listen to you, director.”

Yoo-hyun joked and Shin Kyung-wook frowned.

“I’m still young.”

“Yes. You are very young.”

“I feel like you are mocking me, but I’ll take it.”

“That’s the spirit of youth. You are amazing.”

Yoo-hyun gave him a thumbs up and Shin Kyung-wook chuckled.

At that moment, the atmosphere in the director’s office of Hansung Art Museum was fierce.

Hong Jin-hee, the director of the museum and the wife of the chairman, sneered at Yoon Ju-tak, the executive director, who was facing her.

“Yoon, you are amazing. I told you to set up a place for Kyung-soo to come back, but you ended up making a silk road for Kyung-wook, that bastard.”

“I’m sorry.”

“You are still out of your mind, looking at your head down.”

Hong Jin-hee spat out cold words and hit his forehead.

Bang.

She approached him and said in a cold voice.

“I’m going to clean up the remnants of the old ones as Kyung-soo wants. That includes Shin Myung-ho and Shin Cheon-sik.”

“…”

“Son Tae-bum, that old man, will do that role himself and leave. Then who will take over the vacant position?”

Yoon Ju-tak’s head flashed as he heard Hong Jin-hee’s question.

He finally understood the whole situation and lifted his head.

“Then…”

“Yes. That’s why I’m giving you one more chance to trust you.”

“I won’t let you down.”

Yoon Ju-tak answered with determination and Hong Jin-hee’s eyes shone coldly.

“This is your last chance. I hope you don’t become useless to me.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

Yoon Ju-tak, who had seen the fate of his abandoned seniors, swallowed his saliva.

The next morning, when Yoo-hyun was ready to go to his hometown, he received a call from Serena Lian of Y Combinator.

She told him the result of his request as soon as he answered the phone.

-Steve, there was an inquiry about who had a meeting with Paul Graham before and after the day you visited. With a hefty reward.

“Was the visitor a Asian by any chance?”

-No. He was a handsome American. He had a British accent, and he looked like he was in his late 30s.

As expected, Shin Kyung-soo wouldn’t move himself.

He must have approached carefully without arousing suspicion, even using a foreigner.

“I see. Did you get his business card?”

-Yes. I’ll send you the photo from the CCTV and the business card together.

“Thank you for your help.”

-Aren’t you curious about the answer?

“I’m too embarrassed to ask when there’s a reward.”

He knew the answer without hearing it, but he still stepped back.