Real Man Chapter 184:

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Chapter 184

“If we install it up there, the sculpture would be…”

Yoo-hyun was talking excitedly.

He stopped when he felt a calm gaze from the side.

He slowly turned his head and saw Richard looking at him with a curious expression.

Their eyes t for a mont.

His deep eyes under his thick eyelids seed to pierce through Yoo-hyun’s innermost thoughts.

He rembered what he wanted to forget.

He betrayed him for the sake of success.

He thought it was natural to receive everything.

He believed that greedy people succeed in life.

He gave him too much for such a bad person.

“…”

He hesitated, unable to say anything.

His lips curled up.

It was the sa kind smile as before.

It seed like he was telling Yoo-hyun that it was okay.

His heart felt like it was tearing apart.

He couldn’t look at his eyes anymore and turned his head.

“I’m going sowhere else. How about you? Do you want to co with ?”

“Well, I don’t mind. Let’s go.”

His voice was also pleasant.

They moved to the presentation hall on the second floor.

The presentations were divided into several sections, and most of them were done by students.

It was a place to present their research achievents at school, similar to paper presentations.

The only difference was the presentation thod, which was Pecha Kucha.

Richard whispered in his ear as they sat down.

“Have you ever heard of this kind of presentation?”

“No, it’s my first ti. What is Pecha Kucha?”

“It’s a way of automatically switching 20 slides every 20 seconds. They said they chose this thod to make the atmosphere more relaxed.”

“You know a lot.”

“I just picked it up from here and there.”

Richard shrugged lightly.

Yoo-hyun smiled faintly as he glanced at him.

It felt like they were back to the ti when they worked together.

The ti when he followed him around, admiring him.

The students’ presentations were fresh.

They used design to explain the huge discourses of cars, computers, videos, etc. in a fun way.

Especially, the combination of Netflix (video streaming service) and UX design was well done, as if they had seen the future 10 years later.

And finally.

The last order of this section, and the one Yoo-hyun had been waiting for, ca.

A man with horn-rimd glasses stood in front of the podium.

He ca out with the topic of brand marketing, ‘Big Brand, Big Idea’.

His eyes looked at the audience.

Richard whispered.

“He also presented here last year.”

“Do you know him?”

“I gave him my card because his presentation was impressive. I don’t know if he rembers.”

“Oh…”

Yoo-hyun’s head went blank.

It was because of the unexpected connection.

-Jo Gebia. Rhode Island Design School.

Along with the na written under the title, one thought crossed his mind.

Maybe Jo Gebia felt close to Hansung because of Richard’s efforts?

It was sothing he couldn’t confirm.

The presentation was smooth like water.

Jo Gebia, who stood on the podium, was the sa eloquent as Yoo-hyun rembered, and he had a leisure in every word.

-The way to grow a big brand is…

He spoke as if he was chatting with a close friend, and his presentation attracted people’s attention.

In the anti, Jo Gebia’s eyes, which kept moving, swept over Yoo-hyun, who was sitting on the edge of the seat.

His eyes shook for a mont.

‘Did I co for nothing?’

Yoo-hyun quickly turned his eyes away, without any intention of interfering.

But it seed too late.

-What you need to make a bigger brand is not just good design. It’s…

He hesitated for the first ti, continuing his relaxed presentation.

A brief silence drew people’s attention.

He wondered if he had forgotten the content, and then he spat out a strong voice.

-It’s people. When people et, respect each other, and show goodwill.

His eyes were clear.

-When you build trust within a common interest, the brand will have its true value.

It was not a word that he spoke casually as he practiced, but a word that conveyed his whole heart.

Richard let out a small exclamation.

“This presentation is especially good. It has sincerity.”

“I agree.”

Yoo-hyun answered imdiately.

The page turned, and the last page ca up.

Jo Gebia straightened his posture and opened his mouth.

-I had such a person too. The person who told that my values were right, and that I could keep going that way. Thank you, Steve.

And his eyes turned to Yoo-hyun.

“…”

-That’s the end of my presentation. Thank you.

Clap clap clap clap clap clap.

The applause sounded.

Yoo-hyun was dumbfounded.

What he did for him?

It was worth only a thousand dollars.

In fact, it was a drop in the bucket compared to what they had received from them.

In other words, there was no need to praise him so much.

But Jo Gebia’s heart seed to be different.

He ca up to Yoo-hyun after finishing his presentation.

And he bowed deeply.

It was the Korean greeting that Yoo-hyun taught him.

“Thank you, Steve. I gained confidence because of you.”

“No, I didn’t do anything.”

He didn’t get up for a while, even though Yoo-hyun stopped him.

Richard looked at him with a curious look.

It was lunchti after the presentation event.

Richard said casually.

“It’s ti to go back soon. How about a sandwich and a cup of coffee before that?”

“Sounds good.”

Yoo-hyun smiled at Richard’s suggestion.

He wanted to talk to him alone throughout the exhibition period.

Then, soone’s voice ca from afar.

“Mr. Yoo-hyun. Oh? Op…”

Jang Hyemin, who was waving her hand, shut her mouth when she saw Richard.

Richard approached her and put his long index finger on his lips.

It was an implicit sign not to act like he knew him.

Kim Younggil, the deputy, ca from behind.

“Yoo-hyun.”

Yoo-hyun ran out and stood in front of Kim Younggil.

He asked for his understanding in a low voice.

“Deputy, I’ll have lunch separately today.”

“Then I’ll have to eat with Jang senior.”

“Yes. Please take care of it.”

When Yoo-hyun turned his body, Richard had already finished talking with Jang Hyemin.

Jang Hyemin gave Yoo-hyun a aningful smile and passed by naturally.

“Mr. Yoo-hyun, please take care of it.”

“Yes. See you soon.”

And Yoo-hyun faced Richard again.

He blinked one eye.

Yoo-hyun knew what he ant.

They already knew each other’s existence.

But he wanted to be in the relationship between Steve and Richard as much as now.

A thick smile blood on their lips.

It was just a simple sandwich and a cup of coffee.

But this mont ca to Yoo-hyun very differently.

He always talked about work with Shin Kyungwook, the executive director.

He threw different topics, but Yoo-hyun’s sight was too narrow at the ti.

“I usually ride a bike on weekends. What’s good about it is…”

“You ran that far? You’re amazing.”

“It’s nothing. It’s nothing compared to martial arts. When can I see it?”

“Haha. It’s just a hobby.”

But not anymore.

He talked about his hobbies naturally and shared his family stories.

They exchanged their thoughts and confird their values.

Of course, there were parts that didn’t match, but they expressed their opinions without hesitation.

“In my opinion, in the future…”

“I think that…”

It was possible because he t Richard, not Shin Kyungwook.

“Puhahahaha.”

“Hahaha.”

Thanks to that, they had a pleasant conversation like old friends.

But as always, the ti of farewell ca.

Grunt.

Richard, who put down his coffee cup, got up from his seat.

“It’s a sha. I wanted to have a drink with you today if it wasn’t for work.”

“You’re coming back tomorrow, right?”

“Yes. Tomorrow I’m going to et so friends I know, can you join ?”

Yoo-hyun, who got up with him, answered with a smile.

“Of course. Just call and I’ll go anyti.”

“Good, Steve.”

Yoo-hyun held his hand tightly, who was Richard.

He heard his heartbeat from his fingertips.

His eyes, which seed to have left so regrets, made Yoo-hyun’s heart flutter.

He wished this ti would last longer.

He wanted to stay more, knowing it was greed.

Was it because of the strength in his hand?

Richard smiled.

“See you tomorrow.”

“Yes. Be careful.”

Yoo-hyun bowed deeply to him, who turned away.

He was very grateful that it was not an eternal farewell.

1 pm in Korean ti.

Jeong Dabin was talking to her cousin who ca to Korea for a long ti.

“Da Hye, if you ca to rest, just rest, why are you working again?”

-It’s not work. I just have sothing to check.

“You’re a workaholic.”

-I’ll go up when I’m done. Why?

“Why, I was wondering if you forgot the promise.”

It was a promise to et in Seoul.

At the end of the year, other people are busy dating, but Jeong Dabin waited for that day.

‘Was I a cupid in my previous life?’

It was enough to make such a useless thought.

The answer that ca back was as cool as her cousin’s personality.

-You said that, how can I forget?

“Okay. Then let’s see you in Seoul then.”

-Okay. I’ll call you.

Jeong Dabin’s heart pounded as she hung up the phone.

What expression would Yoo-hyun oppa make?

She smiled involuntarily at the thought of the surprised expression of the colleague oppa she used to like.

On the other hand, she was curious if Jeong Da Hye really didn’t know Yoo-hyun.

Jeong Dabin fell into a fluttering imagination.

The second night of the San Francisco business trip.

There was a gold carpet in the hotel room where Yoo-hyun stayed.

The walls were full of fancy decorations.

This room, which looked luxurious at a glance, was not the single room of about 4 square ters that he had reserved.

It was a suite room of 24 square ters with two rooms and a living room.

It was thanks to the accident that happened at the hotel yesterday that the room was upgraded.

Yoo-hyun opened the sliding door and went out to the outdoor terrace.

He sat down on an empty chair.

He took out a can of coffee and a cup from the small refrigerator on the outside.

He drank a cup of coffee and looked at the night view of San Francisco.

The open scenery made his heart feel cool.

Whooong.

When Yoo-hyun was imrsed in his thoughts, slling the cool breeze, he heard a sigh from Kim Younggil, the deputy, in the spacious living room with marble.

He walked with his head shaking and sat down on the chair opposite Yoo-hyun.

“Love is not easy.”

“Are you doing well?”

“Well, I feel lonely, so. Oh, sorry. You’re more like that.”

“I’m lonely. I’m with the deputy.”

Kim Younggil gave him a pitiful look at that, but Yoo-hyun calmly picked up a can of coffee.

He poured the can of coffee into a coffee cup with ice and handed it to Kim Younggil.

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