Chapter 365:


    Chapter 365


    Tough Guy 365


    The match had just begun.


    At that moment, Jo Ki-jeongs mouth dropped open.


    Wow, whats with that short guy? Hes pouring out punches and kicks from the start.


    Thats amazing. Hes like a tank, a tank.


    Kang Jong-ho also stuck out his tongue.


    The short mans punches and kicks were fierce.


    His opponent was like a punching bag, only taking hits.


    The two of them eximed at the same time.


    Lee Jang-woo is awesome.


    Meanwhile.


    Mun Jeong-gu, the son of a hardware store owner, went home with his friends.


    He shook off his mud-stained clothes and one of his friends asked him.


    Jeong-gu, are you okay?


    Of course, Im fine. Whats with this?


    He said that, but there was a clear footprint on his chest.


    To be exact, the area around it was red.


    But Mun Jeong-gu growled as if he was tough.


    Damn. Han Yoo-hyun, that bastard, how dare he run away?


    I dont think he ran away.


    What?


    Mun Jeong-gu red at another friend who turned on the TV.


    On the screen, a martial arts match was going on.


    Another friend who was watching it admired.


    Wow, that Lee Jang-woo guy is amazing. How can he beat people so brutally?


    Thats the best Ive ever seen. Hell be the top in the country soon.


    Mun Jeong-gu, who was a martial arts fan himself, rubbed his sore chest and spat out a word.


    Then one friend asked.


    Didnt that guy say he had to go see his juniors match earlier?


    Did he?


    Another friend chimed in.


    Whether he did or not, Mun Jeong-gu focused on the match.


    Soon his arm was moving along with Lee Jang-woos.


    Squeak.


    Yoo-hyun quickly parked his bike and ran in with a paper bag.


    As he entered the break room, he saw two seniors watching TV.


    Here, I brought this.


    Oh, thank you. Dont feel too bad.


    Yes, sure.


    Yoo-hyun nodded at Kang Jong-hos words and sat down on the floor.


    Fortunately, Lee Jang-woos match was not over yet.


    Yoo-hyun asked just in case.


    Is that Lee Jang-woo yer good?


    Yeah. Hes awesome. Hes the top among the yers Ive seen.


    Yoo-hyun sighed with relief at Jo Ki-jeongs words.


    Lee Jang-woo was definitely skilled, but he was very nervous on big stages.


    He had even called Yoo-hyun before the match and said he couldnt concentrate.


    Yoo-hyun cheered him up, but he was worried.


    But looking at the match, there was no need for that.


    Yoo-hyun smiled to himself then.


    Jo Ki-jeong asked curiously what he had been wondering about.


    Han team leader, is that yer your junior you mentioned earlier?


    Kang Jong-ho also looked at Yoo-hyun as if wondering.


    He could have told them honestly, but it seemed like it would create an awkward atmosphere.


    So Yoo-hyun swallowed his words.


    No. Hes just a yer I like.


    I see.


    See? Theres no way.


    Yoo-hyun ignored their words and focused on the screen.


    He caught a glimpse of Kwang-jang under the ring.


    And he was d to see the gym people in the audience seats.


    Then, thementators voice rose loudly.


    -Lee Jang-woo. Hes attacking like a storm. Oh, thats unstoppable. KO. A hook that pierced with a cross counter hit perfectly. Thats amazing. Where did this yere from?


    At the same time, Jo Ki-jeong and Kang Jong-ho clenched their fists.


    Wow, awesome.


    Wow, thats amazing.


    p p p p p.


    Yoo-hyun joined in the loud apuse.


    He didnt win himself, but he felt very happy to see his close junior celebrating.


    He felt a pang of emotion as he watched the manager hug Eejangwoo on the ring.


    How much had he suffered until now?


    He had seen the whole process and felt sorry for him, but his joy was more important.


    Yoo-hyun smiled broadly and thought he should call himter to congratte him.


    Then, Jogiyoung pointed at the TV and said.


    Eejangwoo is being interviewed. He looks so innocent and cute when he talks.


    Ha ha, yeah. He was like a beast before, but now hes so adorable.


    Yoo-hyun listened to Gangjonghos words and focused on the screen.


    It was amazing to hear him talk while seeing his face, not on the phone.


    Eejangwoo hesitated for a moment with a microphone in his hand, as if he was overwhelmed by emotion.


    His big eyes blinked, and it seemed like tears would soon well up in them.


    Hang in there, Eejangwoo.


    Yoo-hyun prayed for him as if he was watching his young son at a school y.


    Then, Eejangwoos voice came through the microphone.


    -First of all, I dedicate this honor to my respected senior Han Yoo-hyun. Without his teachings


    And he didnt even finish his sentence.


    Jogiyoung and Gangjonghos mouths dropped open.


    What?


    Yoo-hyun felt embarrassed and got up from his seat, fanning his face with his hand.


    Ah, its hot.


    He was drinking water from the cooler.


    Gangjongho whispered to Jogiyoung.


    Did I go too far with that supervisor earlier?


    Hmm. A little.


    Ah, how do I apologize?


    Speak quietly if youre going to talk.


    Yoo-hyun heard everything because he was listening to Eejangwoos voice.


    Supervisor, I can hear you.


    Huh? Oh, really? Ha ha ha ha.


    Hisugh sounded very awkward.


    Meanwhile, Moonjeonggu and his gang were watching TV with their mouths open.


    They were silent for a long time after the interview ended.


    One friend asked cautiously.


    Moonjeonggu, did he say his name was Han Yoo-hyun? You messed with the wrong person, didnt you?


    Then the other friends chimed in.


    No wonder. His flying kick was impressive.


    His jumping power was amazing too.


    I wondered how he could roll people over like that. He was a fighter.


    Moonjeonggu groaned and grabbed his head.


    Ah. This is crazy.


    He punched his own head with frustration.


    Then one friend added ament.


    It wont break just because you do that.


    Do you want to die?


    No. Just saying. Heh heh.


    Moonjeonggu felt more angry as he saw his friend snickering.


    He swallowed his bitter feelings and clenched his teeth.


    Moonjeonggu is a man with pride. Sigh.


    But soon a sigh escaped his lips.


    The next day at lunchtime.


    Yoo-hyun was sitting in the factory cafeteria and answering Parkyounghoons phone call.


    He heard himin from the other end of the line.


    -I shouldnt have gone to the third round yesterday. Ugh. Eejangwoo is still passed out at my ce.


    Hyung, I told you. You shouldnt give him alcohol.


    -Yeah, yeah. Ha ha. By the way. He was talking about you in his sleep.


    I know. He called me several times at dawn.


    -Eejangwoo is really bad. Its funny to watch him.


    As Parkyounghoon said, he was a bit excessive, but Eejangwoo was also a special person to Yoo-hyun.


    It wasnt just because he blindly followed Yoo-hyun.


    They often contacted each other and listened to each others worries, and exchanged their sincerity. Now he felt like a real brother to him.


    Thats why he wanted to take care of him more and wished him well.


    He also worried that drinking too much might be bad for his health.


    His feelings were clearly expressed in his words.


    Youre too naive. Thats why you need to take good care of him. Buy him some hangover remedies too.


    -Oh dear. I got it. Ill look after your kid for a while.


    Cut it out if youre going to talk nonsense.


    As Yoo-hyun was about to hang up, Park Young Hoon changed the topic.


    -But our Yoo-hyun customer hasnt had any extra depositstely. No bonus?


    What bonus for a cker? Im already sorry for thepany.


    -Hehe. Well, have fun. Ille over when I have time.


    Sure. Youre always wee.


    After exchanging a few more words, Yoo-hyun ended the call with Park Young Hoon.


    Beep. Beep.


    His phone was still receiving photos and warm messages from his gym seniors.


    He had formed deep connections with people he didnt know in the past.


    He was smiling happily when it happened.


    The restaurantdy who passed by his table said,


    Han Juim, you seem to have something good going on?


    Yes. My junior did well. Im very happy.


    The restaurantdy nodded at Yoo-hyuns words and asked what she was curious about.


    I see. But what are the other team members doing? The factory lights are all on?


    They seem to have some fun with their worktely.


    Wow, wow. Han Juim, youre amazing. You take care of your junior and your team members.


    The restaurantdy pped her hands and praised Yoo-hyun.


    He waved his hand as if he had been misunderstood.


    What did I do?


    Oh, I know everything. Just a moment.


    The restaurantdy winked and went to the pot, then brought another te of braised ribs.


    Why are you giving me this?


    You dont refuse food. Eat a lot and get some strength.


    I cant help but enjoy this. Thank you.


    In the end, Yoo-hyun ate the food with a smile.


    The ribs were tender and delicious because they used good meat.


    After finishing his lunch at the factory,


    The restaurantdy headed straight to the supermarket.


    She sat down on her usual spot and opened her chatty mouth as usual.


    Well, these days at the factory


    Lee Young Nam, who was listening with his head stretched out next to her, widened his eyes.


    What? The unused conveyor belt is running? And people are workingte?


    They were working even during lunchtime today.


    Huh. Of course. Hes busy with the vige work, and hes running the factory too.


    As Lee Young Nam admired him, the otherdies next to him joined in.


    Thats right. How about hispany junior?


    Yeah. Hes really amazing. Thanks to him, hes good at golf too.


    The fishing spot was also cleaned up nicely.


    Really, the vige changedpletely since Yoo-hyun came.


    Thats how another rumor about Yoo-hyun was created without him.


    Contrary to the vige chiefs wishes, it was true that the Yeontae factory was busy.


    The factory lights were all on and the conveyor belt was running.


    Yoo-hyun stood next to the conveyor belt line and watched Park Chul Hong reassemble it.


    He had already met his quota, but he repeated the whole process by himself with a grunt.


    Yoo-hyun handed him a part and asked,


    Where are you going to use this TV?


    Im going to put it on the wall at the entrance. Wouldnt that look cool?


    What are you going to show there?


    Well? Work log?


    I see.


    Yoo-hyun just nodded.


    Park Chul Hong was full of energy.


    He seemed to want to decorate the factory here and there since he regained his vitality.


    Yoo-hyun didnt say much because he thought he might use it for something elseter.


    He turned his head and saw Jo Ki Jung spreading a board on the other side.


    There were all kinds of junk in front of him.


    He was curious what he was doing, but Yoo-hyun didnt go near him.


    Jo Ki Jung tied his long hair tightly with a rubber band, which meant he was very focused.


    It was better to praise him with a few words when the result came outter.


    Kang Jong Ho was still stuck in the warehouse.


    He was looking for another improvement item in the already organized ce.


    He was meticulous and diligent, unlike his grumpy appearance.