Real Man-Chapter 812

As Yoo-hyun cleaned up the messy restaurant, Yamamoto Ryohei lowered the shutter.

Rattle.

In the space where only the two of them remained, he handed a beer glass to Yoo-hyun.

A white foam rose on the fresh beer drawn from the machine.

Only after putting the overflowing foam to his mouth did Yoo-hyun feel his mind calm down.

Clank.

After emptying his beer glass with a toast, Yamamoto Ryohei looked around his ramen shop and asked.

“What do you think of this place?”

“It’s nice. I like the old-fashioned interior and the faint smell of wood. It feels like my home now.”

“Your home, huh. Come to think of it, I also felt like I found a home after running this place.”

“Maybe cooking suits you.”

At Yoo-hyun’s question, Yamamoto Ryohei frowned and waved his hand.

“No way. I hate making ramen. It’s hot, smelly, and boring.”

“But you look happy.”

“Someone told me to smile more. So I forced myself to do that.”

“Really? That’s a good advice.”

“It is. I should have listened to it sooner…”

For the first time, a hint of regret came out of Yamamoto Ryohei’s mouth.

The moment he met his affectionate expression, Yoo-hyun felt like he knew who gave him that advice.

Yoo-hyun replaced his empty glass with a new one.

After taking a sip, he said.

“I’m running this ramen shop because of that person’s wish.”

“That person must have liked ramen.”

“They did. I didn’t know that, though. I never knew what my son liked in my life.”

At the word ‘son’ that he spat out, Yoo-hyun nodded.

“It’s hard to understand your son’s heart.”

Yamamoto Ryohei continued to speak without any hesitation.

“Right. I sneered when he said he wanted to run a magazine that shouted for justice and fairness.”

“That magazine is…”

“Moromoro. The company you want to take over.”

“I see.”

“Isn’t the name funny? What does moro (meaning to pile up) mean? What? They want to pile up fair and righteous articles and fix the world?”

Yamamoto Ryohei shrugged his shoulders and drank his beer.

Yoo-hyun saw the sadness in his eyes and recalled his old memories.

‘I knew it was because of his son…’

He knew that Yamamoto Ryohei ran Moromoro for his son from an old article, but he didn’t even know his son’s name, let alone the reason.

This was also a fact that Danaka, who investigated Yamamoto Ryohei, couldn’t figure out.

The time he accidentally learned his name was when he first visited Moromoro’s office.

There, he found a name written on an old game console.

Yamamoto Haruda.

Through the name he checked just in case, he could understand why Yamamoto Ryohei was so obsessed with Moromoro.

-Yamamoto Haruda secretly supported the Korean residents in Japan. He was killed by the far-right who disliked that. It happened two years after the founding of Moromoro.

After losing his son, Yamamoto Ryohei took revenge on the far-right who killed his son, and then disappeared after giving up everything.

He came back to save Moromoro, which his son wanted to protect until the end.

He returned to Tokyo and actively supported the five editors who were his son’s friends, and stabilized Moromoro, which was in crisis.

After that, he devoted himself to Moromoro to uphold his son’s legacy.

The background of Moromoro’s solid position was the father’s dedication who lost his son.

When he first learned of this, Yoo-hyun hesitated.

He thought there would be no gap for him, who was full of his son’s thoughts.

But his mind changed as he went through Moromoro’s editors.

-To fix the world with fair and righteous articles.

He believed that his son’s legacy was not to keep Moromoro still, but to expand it.

Yoo-hyun pushed forward with the confidence that Reverb, which had both professionalism and scalability with many participants, was the vessel that could realize that.

The result came out of Yamamoto Ryohei’s mouth.

“The Moromoro editors said they liked your company. They are all stingy with compliments, but you must have persuaded them well.”

“I learned a lot from them. That’s how I could improve.”

“I see. You said it. You will protect Moromoro’s value.”

“Not just protect, but expand beyond Japan to the world.”

Yamamoto Ryohei asked him to confirm his will.

“Can you really do that?”

“I can’t do it alone.”

“Hmm.”

“But if we do it together, we can. I will make sure of that.”

As he heard Yoo-hyun’s words, Yamamoto Ryohei stood up.

He walked to the kitchen without a word and started to boil ramen.

He held a kitchen knife instead of a yakuza’s blade and chopped green onions.

Thump thump thump thump.

As he heard the cheerful sound of chopping on the cutting board, Yoo-hyun took in his back.

It felt like he saw his father’s reliable back when he was young.

Yoo-hyun wondered.

Why did he reveal his identity that he had hidden all his life in the distant future?

He even donated a large part of his fortune to the Korean residents in Japan who were discriminated against.

Maybe he wanted to atone for the price he paid for losing his son.

‘Maybe…’

He wanted to remain as a proud father in front of his son?

While he was lost in thought, ramen came up on the table.

Thud.

Smoke rose from the ramen with plenty of beef.

He pointed to the ramen that was not on the menu and said in Korean for the first time.

“This is the last ramen I give you. And I’ll never make it again.”

At that moment, Yoo-hyun felt like he found the answer to his question.

“Thank you. I’ll enjoy it.”

Thinking that it was not the end, but another beginning, Yoo-hyun greeted him with all his strength.

A while later.

A large magazine in Japan published an article related to Moromoro.

It was a news that nailed the Moromoro takeover that was known little by little.

There was no explanation about Reverb or the reason why Moromoro chose to collaborate in the lengthy content.

They just linked the association with the Korean company to rumors and consumed it provocatively.

This article was the beginning.

Various media outlets turned their arrows at Moromoro as if they had agreed.

The Japanese who were hurt by their pride rose up, and even Moromoro’s fans showed signs of turning their backs.

Moromoro faced a crisis of losing its reputation and trust that it had built for 10 years, just because it was taken over by a Korean company.

What was Moromoro’s response?

Of course, it was a head-on confrontation.

Moromoro published takeover articles on the front pages of five kinds of magazines as if they had been waiting.

The content was the same, but their perspectives were completely different from other companies.

They widened their focus to a global review service, not a Korean company, and portrayed the takeover as a collaboration to promote the excellence of Japanese reviews.

If it was just an article, they might have been countered as a sophistry.

But Moromoro’s editors proved their words by posting reviews directly on Reverb, and drew great attention from Korea, the US, and Europe.

Japanese reviews of high quality were popular in the world!

This one move touched the sensibility of the Japanese who had a great desire for globalization, and completely reversed the situation.

Comments flooded on the related articles posted on Moromoro’s official site.

-Look at how the whole world is crazy about the iPhone review written by Yosuke. The level is different from the beginning.

-The vice president of Louis Vuitton was impressed by Fukuda’s review and left a comment himself. We didn’t know we were this good.

-Moromoro’s editors are posting a lot of reviews. I followed them right away. It feels like reading amazing quality articles for free.

-But when I went to the Korean Reverb, there were a lot of reviews. They are not as good as Japan, but they are all high-level.

-They say they pay you if you write a good review. There are people who live on reviews in Korea.

-Should I try it too? It doesn’t seem like you have to write well to make money.

Inside the Reverb Japan branch office.

Yoo-hyun, who was looking at the comments, admired.

“Amazing.”

“Is the reaction good?”

Yoo-hyun summarized the content he saw to Danaka, who was sitting across from him.

“Yes. It turned out to be a blessing in disguise. Thanks to that, Reverb’s promotion was also great.”

“Moromoro’s editors used their brains well. At first, I wondered why they were quiet, but seeing this response, it seems like they deliberately waited until the opponent bit the bait.”

“That’s right. They are the best experts in dealing with the public.”

Thud.

Yoo-hyun put down his phone and recalled what Fukuda Jun said a while ago.

-Steve, if you don’t want to hide that Reverb is a Korean company, do it that way. It’s up to you to make the situation.

It would have been better for Moromoro to hide that Reverb was a Korean company.

If they localized it well and made Reverb imprint as a Japanese company, they wouldn’t have to threaten their reputation by being tied to anti-Korean sentiment.

‘If they did that, it would have been easier to handle.’

Yoo-hyun also considered this part.

But Yoo-hyun was also Korean.

This was a matter of pride.

Why should I?

With that thought alone, he pushed forward.

He also expressed his honest opinion that it would be no different from any other Japanese service that collects information from other countries.

He expected opposition, but what?

Moromoro’s editors coolly agreed, and showed it with the current result.

Yoo-hyun was very grateful to them for following him without burden.

But that didn’t mean the crisis was over.

Danaka analyzed it coldly.

“But it won’t be easy from now on. Son Masayoshi won’t just watch, you know.”

“I know. But we don’t have to bow to them.”

“Softbank is a bigger company than you can imagine. They’ve been complacent so far, but they have the power to crush any company if they want to.”

It was Yoo-hyun’s turn now that Moromoro had done well.

Yoo-hyun answered calmly.

“Don’t worry. They will be on our side.”

“Do you mean to bring in Softbank too?”

“Yes. We don’t have to waste time fighting with them. It’s not good for Reverb either.”

“Then why…”

“Why didn’t I go to Softbank first?”

Softbank already had a tight grip on the information.

If he was going to join hands with Softbank, there was no need to go around like this.

Danaka nodded as Yoo-hyun’s words hit the mark.

“Yes. It would have been faster to talk to Softbank first.”

“Maybe it would have taken less than a month.”

“Right. Can I know why?”

“I didn’t want to be a subordinate. I believe that negotiations should be done on an equal footing.”

The whole direction changes depending on how you button the first button.

It might seem slow now, but it was never the case when he thought about the future.

Yoo-hyun had learned from Reverb’s growth that building a foundation and setting the direction right could be much faster later.

Danaka also had a sense of dealing with many companies and information.

‘Sure enough. He was looking at the end from the beginning.’

He acknowledged Yoo-hyun deeply and pointed out the core.

“The reason why you deliberately leaked information to Son Masayoshi was also for now. And that you managed to do what he couldn’t.”

“That’s right. He must have been surprised to see the situation turn around.”

“I see. Then should I prepare a place?”

“No. You don’t have to. He’ll come here.”

“Son Masayoshi will come here?”

Yoo-hyun looked at the surprised Danaka and remembered what Son Jeong-eui said.

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