Chapter 159
There was one more decisive thing.
Yoo-hyun rembered the reporter’s face.
He had seen him yesterday at the Ilsung Electronics booth, lurking around Nam Yoon-jin, the person in charge.
Of course, he didn’t have a cara then.
Instead, he had a na tag with the Ilsung Electronics logo on his neck.
Snicker.
Yoo-hyun smiled coldly.
It was interesting.
He could clearly see why he was hiding his identity and pretending to be a reporter.
He wanted to find any weakness in the Hanseong Electronics panel and make it into a news story.
It was a common trick among companies, so Yoo-hyun didn’t bother to stop him.
But there was sothing he wanted to check.
How would Lee Kyung-hoon, the director, react?
He hadn’t finished what he was preparing behind the scenes.
He was in a hurry, but he was tied to the exhibition hall because of the nerve war between Hanseong and Ilsung.
And he had drifted away from the center because of the color phone incident.
He wanted to make a splash and get so attention, but he had nothing to do, so he was frustrated.
He had to set the stage.
He had to give him a one-way ticket to hell.
Yoo-hyun approached Lee Kyung-hoon, the director, without hesitation.
“Team leader.”
“Tell .”
Yoo-hyun spoke under the cold gaze of Lee Kyung-hoon, the director.
“Sir, the Taiwanese reporter in front of the large slim panel, he’s an Ilsung Electronics employee.”
“… Ilsung Electronics? Are you sure?”
“Yes. I saw him at the exhibition hall yesterday.”
Lee Kyung-hoon, the director, asked with a cold expression.
“What if you’re wrong?”
“I’ll have to apologize.”
“How do you know?”
“It looks like he has two na tags stacked on his neck. You need to take off the front one or check his ID.”
For a mont, a trace of doubt crossed Lee Kyung-hoon’s face.
It wasn’t because he didn’t like Yoo-hyun’s words.
It was because he was calculating whether this would benefit him or not.
After a brief thought, he glanced at the reporters who were gathered and said.
“Do you realize how risky this is?”
“Yes. That’s why I was wondering if I should tell the exhibition manager.”
“Then why did you tell ?”
At Lee Kyung-hoon’s suspicious question, Yoo-hyun moistened his mouth and said.
“I thought it would be better to go through you first.”
“Haha, yes. There’s a procedure. That was not a bad choice.”
“Thank you.”
Lee Kyung-hoon put his hand on Yoo-hyun’s shoulder.
Yoo-hyun felt a chill.
It was the feeling of a hypocrite.
He looked like a good boss who wanted to take responsibility for his subordinate.
But he knew too well that it wasn’t.
Yoo-hyun laughed inwardly at his unchanged appearance.
Lee Kyung-hoon called the general affairs team mber who was in charge of the exhibition.
Then he wrapped up Yoo-hyun’s opinion as if it was his own.
“Actually…”
“Wow, is that true?”
“Check it out quickly.”
“Okay.”
The general affairs team mber’s expression hardened as he listened.
It was a sensitive situation, so he seed to take it very seriously.
He got the consent of the TV sales marketing manager who was in charge of the large slim panel, and approached the Taiwanese reporter.
Yoo-hyun and Lee Kyung-hoon followed him.
Click, click.
The reporters were taking pictures of the product while being guided.
They didn’t care who was behind them.
The general affairs team mber took advantage of the gap and leaned in to check the Taiwanese reporter’s na tag.
He saw the corner of the one on top sticking out and nodded to Lee Kyung-hoon.
Then he raised his hand to stop the guide’s words and bowed politely to the reporters.
“Excuse . I need to check sothing.”
“What’s going on?”
The reporters looked around.
The general affairs team mber quickly went to the Taiwanese reporter.
“Are you the invited reporter?”
“Why? Can’t you see this?”
The Taiwanese reporter snapped back.
But his eyes showed a slight sign of panic.
At that mont, Park Wan-yong, a reporter from the Geumwook Daily, stepped in.
“Wow, is this how Hanseong insults reporters?”
“I’m not talking to you, sir.”
“Hanseong Electronics is really hopeless.”
Despite that, Park Wan-yong spat out his displeasure in English.
It was a loud voice.
At the sa ti, several reporters who were attending the event realized that there was a problem and raised their caras.
It was an Asian regional reporter invitation event, so there were also Japanese, Taiwanese, and Chinese reporters.
What if they pushed harder?
It was a chance to embarrass Hanseong Electronics.
Park Wan-yong, who made a decision, shouted louder.
“This will make a great article.”
“All I need to do is check the na tag…”
“Is this a police station? Why are you harassing people who have already verified their identity?”
The Geumwook Daily reporter, a famous dostic dia outlet, responded strongly, and the general affairs team mber was flustered.
He couldn’t do anything about it, and Park Wan-yong beca more confident.
“I can’t stand this. I can’t let Hanseong Electronics treat reporters like this.”
“That’s not what I ant…”
“Then what do you an, Kim Han-saem?”
He even perford a stunt of pressing the cara shutter in front of him.
He said he would capture the na on the na tag in the cara and put a warning on it.
The general affairs team mber bowed his head in a dizzying thought.
“I’m sorry.”
“…”
At the sa ti, Director Lee Kyung-hoon’s face hardened.
The situation had turned around in a strange way.
Yoo-hyun was speechless.
“He can’t even take a gift.”
At that mont, Yoo-hyun moved reflexively.
He quickly grabbed the Taiwanese reporter’s na tag with his nimble fingers.
“What is this…”
“Just a mont.”
The Taiwanese reporter didn’t even realize that he was speaking Korean.
Shriek.
Yoo-hyun pulled out the paper in front of his na tag.
Then, a na tag with a clear Ilsung Electronics logo hung from his neck.
The Ilsung Electronics employee who had pretended to be a Taiwanese reporter changed his face to a blank one.
“…”
“What is this?”
Yoo-hyun asked coldly.
Then, Director Lee Kyung-hoon stepped forward at the right timing.
He grabbed the Taiwanese reporter’s na tag and gave Park Wan-yong, the reporter, a sharp look.
“Don’t you have to keep your professional ethics? Don’t you? Mr. Park.”
“This is…”
Click. Click. Click.
The Ilsung Electronics employee who didn’t know what to do, Park Wan-yong, the reporter who opened his mouth in confusion, and Director Lee Kyung-hoon who delivered the final blow were captured by the cara one by one.
Oh Eun-bi, the reporter, pressed the cara shutter the most diligently.
Wouldn’t there be a pretty interesting article soon?
It was after the 40-minute reporter invitation exhibition.
Choi Kang-won, the senior executive in charge of TV sales marketing, praised Director Lee Kyung-hoon.
“You did well, team leader. I feel so refreshed. Haha.”
“No, it was thanks to Han Yoo-hyun here who told the truth.”
Director Lee Kyung-hoon gave the credit to Yoo-hyun.
Of course, it wasn’t sincere for Yoo-hyun’s sake.
“I know. I thought Yoo-hyun was only good at golf, but he has a good eye too? Haha.”
“I was lucky.”
“Luck is also a skill. You did well. Very well.”
Director Lee Kyung-hoon’s intention was simple.
He knew that Choi Kang-won, the senior executive, was close to Yoo-hyun because of their connection from the new employee training.
He did this because he calculated that it would benefit him in the end.
Just as he expected.
Yoo-hyun smiled inwardly and gave the credit back to Director Lee Kyung-hoon.
“I didn’t do anything well. It was all thanks to you, team leader.”
“No, it was you, Yoo-hyun.”
“No, team leader. Thank you.”
“Haha. You two, you look so good together. I envy the mobile group when I see this. The TV people have no feelings, no feelings.”
“Haha! You’re too kind.”
A hearty laughter filled the exhibition hall.
Can human emotions last forever?
It was very common for yesterday’s enemies to beco today’s allies.
Especially when they have a big interest in front of them, the concept becos blurry.
Especially for soone like Director Lee Kyung-hoon who was quick at calculating?
He could flip his feelings like a coin, as if he never had any petty emotions.
After Choi Kang-won, the senior executive, left, Director Lee Kyung-hoon and Yoo-hyun faced each other.
Yoo-hyun greeted him first.
“Team leader, thank you.”
“Thank you. We have to rely on each other even in Germany.”
“Of course.”
Yoo-hyun skillfully delivered a polite remark.
Director Lee Kyung-hoon also wore a mask of hypocrisy.
At least for now, it was a sign that they were on the sa side.
“But the color phone exhibitors, they’ll have a hard ti. The criticism from Ilsung is so harsh.”
“Is that so?”
“Well, does it matter? Maybe it’s better to push back the schedule because of this. Haha.”
He guessed from that remark.
Director Lee Kyung-hoon still had so grudges left.
Every ti he spoke, he dropped so dirty crumbs of resentnt.
It was a fitting behavior for his level.
It was obvious that Director Lee Kyung-hoon was the one who leaked the color phone internal information to Ilsung Electronics and made it into an article.
He was ticulous in this area more than anyone else.
He didn’t care about arguing or explaining.
Now, he had to gain his trust more urgently.
He had to push him off the cliff for sure.
“It’ll be fine. There was a lot of criticism, so maybe there will be so good articles too?”
“Hahaha! Yeah. I hope so.”
“Thank you. Haha.”
Yoo-hyun laughed while hiding his true feelings.
The eyes of the two masked n crossed in the air.
Anyone could see that they were a friendly boss and subordinate.
Thanks to the internet, the ti for new articles to be uploaded was definitely shortened.
In less than two hours, an article edited and uploaded.
People tend to react more to small news that touches their emotions than to news of billions of embezzlent.
The result was as expected.
-Wow! How can they do such a thing between dostic companies?
-It was also on the Japanese news. What is this?
-A childish mistake by the employee, they’ll probably respond like that.
“Wow, it beca a ranking news in no ti.”
Oh Eun-bi, the reporter, smiled at the rising views.
It wasn’t as much as the Ilsung Electronics TV theft news, but she still got a good counterattack.
“I should have uploaded the video of Park, the reporter, being chased by the security guard. Tsk tsk.”
She felt sorry, but she couldn’t help it.
The industry practice held her back.
If she persisted and nagged, she could make Park Wan-yong, the reporter, look worse, but there was sothing more important.
It was the next article.
Oh Eun-bi, the reporter, waited eagerly for the reply to her email.
A minute after the email was read, she got the phone call she wanted.
Ring.
It was the phone call from the editor-in-chief.
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