Chapter 139 – Recruitment – Part 10

Chapter 139 – Recruitment – Part 10

After concluding the contract, Woojin left Uri Engineering and got into the car.

Of course, it was the car Lee Hyerim had prepared for him.

Woojin recalled the next company to visit and smoothly exited the parking lot.

There was a list of companies Lee Hyerim had given him in the documents, but there was no need to check again.

It was already organized in his head.

Among them, Woojin deducted and filtered the companies again.

Buzz-

Woojin, who had opened the car window, stretched out his left hand as if to feel the wind.

As the car’s speed increased, he could feel the mass of the wind blowing.

Before he knew it, the speed exceeded 55 kilometers per hour, and a pressure of about 84.65 Newtons per square meter touched his hand. Woojin caressed the wind as if stroking a child.

Woojin, with a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth, murmured,

“The weather is nice.”

The sky was a chilling blue, and flocks of birds in the distance flew as if guiding Woojin into Downtown.

He had a lot to do today.

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Five thirty in the afternoon.

Woojin was taking a needle out of the car.

Then he threaded a navy blue thread and began sewing it onto the shoulder line of his suit.

He finished it in such a way that it looked as if a loose thread was slightly sticking out.

He made it look like something that would be hard to find unless you looked closely.

Then he looked at his face in the rearview mirror and muttered,

“This time, a different mask.”

Soon, Woojin, dressed in his suit, got out of the car and headed for the elevator.

The place he went to was a Restaurant.

It was also the place where he had observed Lee Hyerim’s older siblings, disguised as a Waiter.

As Woojin entered, a Staff Member approached him.

“You’re here.”

Woojin nodded lightly and received a menu from him.

He was going to pretend to be a Staff Member once again.

The Restaurant’s President might have objected for the sake of the establishment’s image, but the opponent was Lee Hyerim.

Her money and position were more than enough to buy the President’s very soul.

Woojin took the menu and headed straight for the Private Room.

“Excuse me.”

At Woojin’s voice, Lee Siyoung was the first to glance back.

She had visited this restaurant countless times, but no matter how many reservations she made, she never saw this staff member again.

When she nonchalantly asked another staff member, she was told he was on vacation.

His return to work meant his vacation was over.

Just then, her friends’ voices could be heard.

“Siyoung, I heard Yohwan was released? That’s a relief.”

Another friend chimed in.

“Why wouldn’t he be? Honestly, anyone can make a mistake once. It’s like they’re desperate to tear down the chaebols, isn’t it?

How much tax does Shinhwa Group pay every year?

They run the country on taxes, yet they can’t even help.”

Lee Siyoung cut them off.

“Enough. Just order.”

One friend flipped through the menu and said,

“I think we’ve tried all the good dishes here.”

She had been there with Lee Siyoung three times a week.

Lee Siyoung replied,

“I think it’s cleaner and better than Cheongdam-dong.”

Her friends nodded in agreement.

“That’s true.”

Just then, one friend, who had been looking at the menu, raised her head and finally looked up at Woojin.

“Here…”

Her eyes widened slightly.

She wondered why there was a celebrity in a place like this.

The gaze that stared intently at her felt like a vampire from a movie…

“We’ll have the chef’s recommended course.”

Woojin bowed his head slightly at Lee Siyoung’s voice.

“Understood.”

As Woojin disappeared, she, who had been staring at the spot where Woojin had vanished, spoke.

“Who is that? Why is he so handsome?”

Another friend playfully spoke, taking a check from her wallet and placing it on the table.

“Should I try to win him over? I’ll keep him entertained for about a week.”

At her friends’ words, Lee Siyoung crossed her arms and said,

“Is this a club or something?

Do you still go to places like that chaotic marketplace?”

Her friends awkwardly laughed.

“Hey, it’s a joke. A joke.”

“But his face does look like a limited edition.”

Amidst various conversations, a little time passed, and Woojin brought the pre-meal velouté soup.

Woojin skillfully placed it in front of the three and explained.

“It’s a velouté soup with shrimp and mushrooms.

It’s a soup with an exquisite savory aroma of mushrooms that spreads in your mouth.”

At that moment, one of Lee Siyoung’s friends, who had been half-listening to Woojin’s explanation, propped her chin and asked,

“Do you have any thoughts about becoming a celebrity?

I could make that happen for you. I just think your face isn’t meant for working here.”

Woojin replied with a subtle smiling micro-expression.

“It’s something I’ve never thought about… Thank you for the compliment.”

This time, another friend spoke.

“Are you new?”

“No. I’ve been working here for…”

Lee Siyoung looked back and forth between her friends and Woojin.

It was both funny and absurd.

And there was one thing that had been bothering her for a while.

It was the protruding thread visible on Woojin’s shoulder.

“Excuse me.”

Lee Siyoung called Woojin and pointed to her own shoulder with her finger.

“A thread is sticking out. It seems like a luxury brand.

Where is the store? I’ll avoid that place.”

Woojin glanced at her own shoulder and spoke.

She was a visual person and wouldn’t miss such a thing.

Of course, if she wasn’t interested, she would have overlooked it without pointing it out, but from Woojin’s perspective, it was a kind of test.

Her prediction was correct, and she had deliberately shown a weakness.

So that she could personally tell her how to fix it.

“Thank you. I’ll need to get it repaired.

I will bring the next dish.”

As Woojin bowed slightly, Lee Siyoung spoke again.

“Repaired? Come here, will you?”

As Woojin calmly approached, Lee Siyoung placed her hand on Woojin’s shoulder.

Then she stared directly at her friends.

It was as if she was marking her territory on Woojin.

Saying, ‘This is my toy, no one touch it.’

Soon, her finger pulled out the thread that was sticking up on Woojin’s shoulder.

“If you do this, you probably won’t need to?”

Woojin looked at her and said.

“Thank you.”

Suddenly, Lee Siyoung felt the same way she did when she first saw Woojin.

No, it was a little different.

It felt as if his hand was roughly yet gently caressing various parts of her body.

It was a sensation she had never experienced before.

That’s because Woojin’s eyes were fixed on her collarbone, neckline, and lips, so she couldn’t even consciously acknowledge it.

Woojin was even using his face to awaken her primal limbic system, something she had never experienced.

He was a strong male.

“Then I will prepare the food for you.”

Woojin immediately left his seat, and his friends no longer brought up Woojin.

They had understood Lee Siyoung’s actions from a moment ago.

Woojin set up the courses and even the main dish, and when the last dessert was set, Lee Siyoung’s brow furrowed slightly.

It was because a different staff member came, not Woojin.

Lee Siyoung immediately spoke up.

“Do they keep changing staff members to escort people here? It’s distracting.”

“I apologize. The staff member’s shift ended, and today is also their last day…

Please understand. I apologize.”

Lee Siyoung’s brows furrowed even more.

“Then shouldn’t you have sent someone else from the start?”

“I apologize.”

Lee Siyoung threw the napkin she was holding onto the food.

“I can’t eat anymore at a place that doesn’t even have basic manners. Let’s go.”

Lee Siyoung stood up and immediately walked away, her high heels clacking.

As she exited the private room, her gaze swept around, but Woojin was nowhere to be seen.

Lee Siyoung scoffed in disbelief and muttered.

“Lee Siyoung, what are you doing right now?”

The Zeigarnik Effect was growing in her mind.

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Lee Siyoung, who had just left the restaurant, immediately headed for the underground parking lot.

She spoke to her friends following behind her, as if letting the words trail off.

“See you next time.”

Thud!

Getting into her stylish sports car, she drove straight out of the parking lot.

No, the moment she drove out of the building.

Screech!

Thump!

She slammed on the brakes, but it was too late; a person tumbled over the hood and fell to the ground.

Lee Siyoung, who had been gripping the steering wheel tightly, opened her closed eyes.

And she ran a hand through her hair.

“Ha…”

She turned her head to the left and looked at the black silhouette slowly getting up.

“Just my luck…”

With a long sigh, she ran a hand through her hair again and slightly lowered the car window.

And without looking at him, she held out a business card.

“Contact me here. I’ll settle it generously, not just adequately.”

He seemed to understand and took the business card.

No, a long finger came through the gap in the window, as if grabbing the door.

Lee Siyoung frowned and opened the car window further.

“First, let’s go to the hospital…”

At that moment.

The business card he had handed her fell to her thigh, crumpled.

Lee Siyoung’s gaze, which had been fixed on the shoddily crumpled business card, turned back to him.

“Apologize.”

Her eyes widened slightly.

Because it was none other than Woojin.

His lip looked busted, with a streak of fresh blood.

Blood also seemed to be flowing from his forehead.

As she remained speechless, Woojin repeated, with a languid gaze,

“Have you lived like a tomboy, doing only what you want, so much that you don’t know how to apologize?”

“Wh-why are you here…”

Woojin wiped his mouth.

“I was just passing by. You hit me.”

She reached for her cellphone with trembling hands.

But Woojin snatched the cellphone away.

“Trying to call your mom? Apologize. Then I’ll let it go.”

To Lee Siyoung’s eyes, Woojin looked quite rough.

It was as if she was looking at a wolf bleeding profusely in a white snowfield.

Injured, but ready to pounce if even slightly provoked.

“Apologize…”

Thud.

With that sound, Woojin’s figure vanished from her sight.

Lee Siyoung, not knowing what to do, got out of the car as people gathered.

His eyes closed, he showed no sign of movement.

“Call 911, please! Call 911!”

Someone called 911 at her voice.

Lee Siyoung touched Woojin with trembling hands.

“Hey. Wake up. Hey…”

But there was still no reaction.

He couldn’t close his eyes.

After a while, paramedics arrived.

“Are you the guardian?”

“Oh, no. There was an accident…”

“Just get in with him for now.”

Lee Siyoung had no choice but to get into the ambulance due to the surrounding environment.

The paramedic, who was checking Woojin’s condition, immediately contacted the hospital.

“This is a trauma patient. We’re currently transporting him. There’s no visible dangerous bleeding, but he’s unconscious.

There might be internal abdominal bleeding or a brain hemorrhage…”

“Let me talk to them.”

Lee Siyoung almost snatched his cellphone and put it to her cheek.

“My name is Lee Siyoung. Please tell Professor Lee to be on standby.”

The paramedic looked at Lee Siyoung with surprised eyes.

How important must her name be for her to command a professor from a renowned hospital in the Republic of Korea to come or go.

But her eyes, which spoke as if giving orders, were trembling like an aspen tree.