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Trudging.
From the entrance, Yoo-hyun moved to the left side of the lawn, passing by the stage where the orchestra was, and headed to a place where a large shade was drawn.
This place, where round tables were laid out, was where the garden party was held.
For the upcoming party, the hotel restaurant staff were busy setting up the tables.
Maybe it was because the indoor schedule was not over yet?
There didnโt seem to be many guests who participated as guests.
Yoo-hyun approached one of the men.
The man with eyebrows that rose at both ends still showed a hearty laugh.
โHahaha! I see.โ
โAh, sir, excuse me for a moment.โ
Taking advantage of the gap when the man turned his gaze away, Yoo-hyun greeted him.
โHello, President Lim Jun-pyo.โ
โHuh? Who are you?โ
โIโm Assistant Manager Han Yoo-hyun.โ
โItโs been a while.โ
Whether he got a hint from Vice President Shin Kyung-wook or not, he looked around while holding Yoo-hyunโs hand.
He was close to Vice President Shin Kyung-wook rather than the Royal Family, so he was in a position to be careful here.
Then, the man he was facing recognized Yoo-hyun.
โAh, youโre the famous Assistant Manager Han, right? Nice to meet you.โ
โNice to meet you, President Kwon Sooncheol.โ
โOh, you even know my name.โ
โOf course. Without the technology of Hansung SI, there would be no banquet like this.โ
โHaha! Thank you. Youโre a talent from the Group Strategy Office, and you have the skill to flatter people like this.โ
President Kwon Sooncheol, who had a small and thin physique, showed his characteristic sly smile.
Thanks to the Banggyehyeol clan being swept away, he became the president of Hansung SI by luck, and he was among the lowest in rank among the Royal Familyโs puppets.
To President Kwon Sooncheol, President Lim Jun-pyo pointed to Yoo-hyun and acted friendly.
โThis kid was pretty good when he was under me.โ
โOh, you were in the LCD business unit. No wonder, youโre very proactive.โ
Maybe it was because they had something in common as novice presidents, but President Kwon Sooncheol also kindly engaged in the conversation.
โThis guy. Why do you say that?โ
โHahaha! Itโs not a lie.โ
It was when President Kwon Sooncheol let out his unique thin and high-pitched laugh.
A annoyed voice came from behind Yoo-hyunโs back.
โGeez, itโs so noisy.โ
โHuh! Yo, young master.โ
Yoo-hyun quickly turned his head following the gaze of President Kwon Sooncheol, who was startled.
There was a young man who looked like he had just graduated from college.
It was Shin Kyungjun, the youngest of the three sons and one daughter of Chairman Shin Hyun-ho, and a person who was called a troublemaker among the employees.
Looking at the chairs that were side by side, it seemed like he had no choice but to lie down.
He seemed to be quite drunk, as his cheeks were red.
Shin Kyungjun, who got up, came forward, and President Kwon Sooncheol bowed his head at once.
He knew better than anyone that Shin Kyungjun hated the noisy laughter, as he had been living like a slave in the Royal Familyโs mansion.
โI didnโt know you were here. Iโm sorry.โ
Swoosh.
Shin Kyungjun, who came close, immediately turned his gaze to President Lim Jun-pyo.
โYou shouldnโt be noisy even if you donโt know. Right, sir?โ
โโฆโ
It meant to bow his head, but President Lim Jun-pyo, who was distant from the Royal Family, had no way of knowing the manual.
Seeing the confused President Lim Jun-pyo, Yoo-hyun quickly racked his brains.
What should I do?
If he got involved with Shin Kyungjun, who was drunk, President Lim Jun-pyo, who had broken off with the Royal Family, would not be able to survive.
But if he clashed with him wrongly, Yoo-hyunโs plan could also go awry.
At that moment, the image of the personnel support staff who was reporting the situation through the radio came into Yoo-hyunโs eyes.
It was enough to sound a red alert that the troublemaker had confronted the presidents.
At this timing, he thought he could do it.
He grabbed a glass cup on the table.
Swoosh.
Shin Kyungjun, who had no idea of Yoo-hyunโs actions, looked at President Lim Jun-pyo coldly.
โWow! You have a lot of pride, sir. You donโt know how to apologize.โ
โIโm, Iโm sorry.โ
โHaha! As expected. Youโre different, sir. But do you know that? No matter how much youโre a president, youโre justโฆโ
Clang!
Shin Kyungjun, who hated the sound of breaking more than laughing, reacted nervously.
โWho the hell are you!โ
โโฆโ
Yoo-hyun looked down at the young Shin Kyungjun with his head raised.
This was also an action that Shin Kyungjun hated very much.
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Unlike his mother and sister, who knew how to restrain themselves, the troublemaker could not completely hide his feelings.
โHuh! Donโt you know who I am?โ
โโฆโ
โLooking at you, you seem like a mere employee. This is unbelievable.โ
Yoo-hyun didnโt even answer, and Shin Kyungjun swung his arm.
Swoosh.
This meant that he wanted to end it.
The personnel support staff, who was startled, ran over, but Yoo-hyun didnโt care.
Instead, he apologized to the hotel restaurant staff who were clearing the table.
โIโm sorry. Iโll clean this up.โ
โNo. Itโs okay.โ
Shin Kyungjun, who was ignored by a bug, was about to flip his eyes.
Suddenly, Yoo-hyunโs memory flashed back to the past troublemakerโs explosion.
-What? Did you just laugh at me? You laughed, right? Ha! Iโm really going crazy. You guys, Iโll show you whatโs really scary.
He threw away his mask of hypocrisy and resorted to violence against the employees.
Yoo-hyun was among them.
Even thinking about it, it was a ridiculous scene, but on the other hand, he thought he could use it to his advantage.
Rather than poking at the boil and making it bigger, it was better to burst it completely.
Yoo-hyun lifted the corners of his mouth slightly in a position where only Shin Kyungjun could see.
Squeak.
At that moment, Shin Kyungjunโs eyes flipped completely like in the past.
โDid you just smile? Come here. Iโll fix your head.โ
He walked quickly and reached out to grab Yoo-hyunโs collar.
Whip.
Yoo-hyun lightly dodged with a small movement and tripped his foot.
It was a small gesture, hidden by the round table, but it was enough to break Shin Kyung-joonโs posture.
Shin Kyung-joon, who was rushing towards him, stumbled and fell.
Clatter.
โYou bastard!โ
Shin Kyung-joon, who had completely lost his reason, pulled the white tablecloth and sprang up.
Crash!
The flowerpot and cup on the table were swept away, making a loud noise.
He didnโt care about that, and he grabbed Yoo-hyunโs collar with both hands.
To be precise, Yoo-hyun let him grab it.
The moment he tried to slap his cheek, Yoo-hyun stepped on his instep with the heel of his shoe.
Thud.
โOuch!โ
Yoo-hyun glanced at him and apologized, making a painful sound as if his throat was being strangled.
โCough, Iโm sorry.โ
โYouโre dead today!โ
But there was no way that the runaway brat would stop at such an apology.
Shin Kyung-joon, who was furious from head to toe, was about to hit Yoo-hyun with his clenched fist.
Smack.
Lee Joon-il, the manager who appeared like lightning, blocked the flying fist.
โSir, thatโs enough.โ
โYou bastard, who do you think you are to mess with me?โ
โStop it.โ
Lee Joon-il gave him a strong look, but the rampage of the brat continued.
He tried to grab Lee Joon-ilโs collar with his other hand.
At that moment, a sharp voice was heard.
โWhat are you doing!โ
โHuh! Uh, mom.โ
โKyung-joon, youโฆโ
Hong Jin-heeโs thin eyebrows furrowed, and Shin Kyung-joonโs hand that was holding the collar loosened as if it was a lie.
His anger management disorder was cured instantly, which was something to celebrate.
But it was too late.
No, Yoo-hyun had no intention of letting him go.
Yoo-hyun coughed as if he was in pain, in front of the Spanish royal family.
โCough, cough!โ
A woman who saw him came to him with quick steps.
She shouldnโt have walked in front of Hong Jin-hee, but Maria Carlos was a woman who could do that.
โAre you okay?โ
โYes. Iโm fine.โ
Hong Jin-hee blinked at Maria Carlosโs sudden action.
She quickly looked around and tried to fix the situation through the interpreter.
โThis was a careless mistake by our employeeโฆโ
โโฆโ
Maria Carlos ignored the interpreterโs words and helped Yoo-hyun stand up.
Her gentle eyes turned cold.
She extended her hand with a watch to Hong Jin-hee and spat out a cold voice.
โI told you earlier that I was grateful for the Channel Watch you gave me, right?โ
Hong Jin-hee nodded her head nervously as she heard the interpreterโs words.
โYes. You did.โ
โThis is the gift that your employee gave me. I was so touched that I canโt even describe it. Thanks to him, Iโm here right now.โ
โIโm sorry. Itโs my fault.โ
Before Maria Carlos could say anything else, Hong Jin-hee bowed her head.
โI canโt believe she bowed her head.โ
Yoo-hyun was secretly amazed by the sight that he had never seen before.
It was a situation worth watching, but it was not a bad way to deal with it.
Thanks to that, Maria Carlos gave him a chance instead of saying anything else.
Hong Jin-hee, who sensed his intention, grumbled at Shin Kyung-joon.
โShin Kyung-joon, apologize right now.โ
He said it in a low voice, like a ventriloquist, but his anger was evident.
It was a situation where he would be locked up for more than a year, so Shin Kyung-joon bowed his head at once.
โIโm sorry.โ
Of course, it was possible because Hong Jin-hee was in front of him and the target was a royal family higher than him, but Maria Carlos was not.
She pointed at Yoo-hyun with a blank face.
โThe one you should apologize to is not me, but him.โ
โThat, thatโsโฆโ
As soon as the interpreter translated his words, Shin Kyung-joon stuttered.
Bow to a bug?
It was impossible, so Shin Kyung-joonโs eyes shook violently.
โShin Kyung-joon, this is your last chance.โ
โโฆโ
But at Hong Jin-heeโs voice, he had no choice but to bow his head.
Nod.
He wanted to hit him on the back of his head and make him bow properly, but it was time to wrap it up.
Yoo-hyun turned his back on the brat who couldnโt open his mouth, and explained to Maria Carlos.
โThis was my mistake. Andโฆโ
He turned the blame on himself, and tried to fix the relationship that might have been twisted.
The words that came out of Yoo-hyunโs mouth were translated in real time to Hong Jin-heeโs ears by the interpreter, and also to Lee Joon-il, the manager who was next to him.
Maria Carlos, who was listening carefully, nodded her head as if she understood.
โI see. I was just worried about you, I donโt want to ruin the relationship with Hansung.โ
โThank you for understanding. And Iโm fine.โ
โIโm glad.โ
Maria Carlos, who answered calmly, turned her body.
She spat out an unexpected word to Hong Jin-hee.
โSince heโs an employee I really appreciate, I hope you take good care of him.โ
โOf course. Iโll take care of him right away.โ
She didnโt just say it, but she made Park Do-gwon, the deputy manager who was following her, nod his head and hand her a phone.
โThe Spanish princess is really influential.โ
Yoo-hyun was secretly impressed, while Maria Carlos came closer and whispered in his ear.
โI hope this helps you.โ
โThank you very much.โ
Yoo-hyun smiled leisurely and thanked her, and the brief commotion was over.
As the situation was quickly resolved, Yoo-hyun escorted Maria Carlos.
He brought up the story of Laura Parker, which she might be interested in, and lightened the mood.
He also made some comments to please Hong Jin-hee.
โOur lady isโฆโ
โOh, really? You have great business skills.โ
Maria Carlos reacted strongly to Yoo-hyunโs words.
โItโs nothing. Itโs all thanks to our employees.โ
Hong Jin-hee said modestly through the interpreter, which didnโt suit her.
It was a series of unlikely situations, but thanks to that, Hong Jin-heeโs eyes toward Yoo-hyun became very soft.
Soon, the garden party started normally, and Yoo-hyun stepped back at the right timing.
The time that Lee Joon-il had planned had arrived.
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