Chapter 841
As the afternoon was approaching, Choi Cheol-woo, the deputy director of the National Intelligence Service, was sitting in the passenger seat of a car.
He saw the sign of entering Yoo-hyun’s hometown through the bulletproof window, and the luxury sedans following behind in the side mirror.
The silence was broken by the man sitting in the back seat.
“It looks like we’ve arrived.”
The man with a shaved head and dark skin was a mixed-race named Andrew Kim.
He was the director of the CIA Korea Mission Center, and Choi Cheol-woo replied politely to him.
“Yes, Director. We are about to enter the market soon.”
“I see. Can we meet Steve Han right away?”
“Yes… we can.”
“Don’t force Steve Han to come out. The deputy director asked me to tell you that we can wait as long as we need to.”
“Of course. There will be no such thing.”
Don’t force him?
It was a request from the CIA deputy director who made an urgent visit to Korea.
The director of the National Intelligence Service would also have a hard time dealing with the VIP who was not ordinary.
‘Yoo-hyun, please be in the market. Please.’
Choi Cheol-woo drew Yoo-hyun, who had been out of contact for a while, deep in his heart.
At the moment of extreme anxiety, the car entered the market square, and he spotted a man taking off his helmet.
“Oh! He’s right there. That’s Steve Han.”
A bright smile appeared on Choi Cheol-woo’s lips.
Squeak!
Yoo-hyun, who was lifting a stacked box, was dumbfounded by the three black cars that stopped in the square.
“What? Those cars are.”
They were high-end foreign cars that were not common in the market.
Each person who got out of the car had an extraordinary aura.
The Orientals and foreigners in suits lined up, and among them, a man with short white hair, pale skin, and black sunglasses walked out.
‘Who is he?’
He felt that he was not an ordinary person from his straight posture and relaxed but overwhelming charisma.
The man with a shaved head and dark skin assisted him, and a middle-aged Korean man approached Yoo-hyun quickly and pretended to know him.
“Mr. Han, you were here.”
“Who are you?”
Yoo-hyun looked at him suspiciously, and the man glanced back and said in a hurry.
“I’m Choi Cheol-woo, the deputy director who called you. Do you have a minute?”
“Ha… I told you. I’m busy today. I can’t do it.”
“No, please listen to me. The person who came behind me is…”
He stopped and stepped back.
The man with short white hair came over and extended his hand politely.
“Steve Han, nice to meet you. I’m Albert Whale.”
“Yes. Hello.”
Yoo-hyun answered briefly and shook hands.
He couldn’t rudely reject the greeting of a guest who came from afar, whoever he was.
Squeeze.
On the other hand, CIA deputy director Albert Whale was surprised.
Even though it was a strange situation, the young Oriental in front of him was relaxed and confident.
He felt a strong power in his fingertips, and his eyes were filled with strong experience.
‘It was worth coming to meet him.’
He could tell by the aura he emitted.
His report that he crossed over to China at the risk of danger was not exaggerated.
The man in front of him helped the CIA for the public good without asking for anything in return.
It was a rare thing indeed.
Albert Whale, who misunderstood (?) Yoo-hyun’s intention, looked at the stacked boxes and said.
“You seem to have a lot of work.”
“Yes. As you can see.”
“I’m fine, so don’t worry about me and do your work. I’ll wait.”
He left a greeting and moved back with the man with dark skin, Andrew Kim.
Choi Cheol-woo, who quietly approached, whispered with a forced smile.
“Mr. Han, don’t do this. You can do this later.”
“This is important to me. If you keep coming out rudely like this, I’ll cancel the appointment.”
Choi Cheol-woo was startled by Yoo-hyun’s cold words.
What if Yoo-hyun refused here?
He would become a liar who deceived the CIA deputy director.
Gulp.
He swallowed his saliva and was about to beg earnestly.
He heard a voice calling Yoo-hyun from behind.
“Yoo-hyun, who are they?”
“Mother, that’s…”
His head spun at the word mother.
If he persuaded his mother, Yoo-hyun would have no choice.
He stepped forward quickly before Yoo-hyun finished his sentence.
“Hello. I’m Choi Cheol-woo, the deputy director who is close to Mr. Han.”
“Oh, are you a staff member of Hansung?”
“Something like that. Actually, the reason why I came here is…”
His mother tapped Yoo-hyun’s shoulder and said.
“Yoo-hyun, tell me if you’re having a hard time. Why did you call the company people?”
“No. That’s not it.”
“What do you mean that’s not it? Don’t you think I know that you’re trying to finish early because of the party your dad secretly prepared? I appreciate that you’re taking care of me, but this is not it. How can you make your guests carry boxes?”
His mother seemed to have misunderstood something.
He was wondering how to explain when Albert Whale, who heard the conversation through Andrew Kim’s interpretation, nodded.
Andrew Kim approached and said in Korean.
“Don’t worry. We’ll help you.”
“Oh, thank you so much. How can I repay you?”
“Don’t mention it. It’s okay.”
Choi Cheol-woo, who was quick to catch on, joined in.
“That’s right, ma’am. We have a car, so we’ll help you with the delivery.”
“The car is spacious, so it seems like a lot of side dishes can fit in.”
“Of course, of course. We didn’t bring a big car for nothing. Hahaha!”
“…”
How does this work?
Yoo-hyun blinked his eyes at the unexpected situation.
Albert Whale gestured and the work began.
Three Koreans led by Choi Cheol-woo, the deputy director of the National Intelligence Service, and three foreigners including Andrew Kim, the director of the CIA Korea Mission Center, lifted boxes as if they were performing an important mission.
“Yes! Got it!”
“Alright!”
Clack clack clack clack.
Boxes were loaded in the trunks and back seats of three large sedans.
Everyone was enthusiastic and efficient.
The people in the market were amazed.
“Wow, look at them. They work so well even in suits.”
“Look at that foreigner. He’s carrying four boxes at once.”
“And how about their driving skills? They backed up that big car and got out of the alley.”
“But who are they?”
“Didn’t you hear? They are the subordinates of Yeon-hee’s son.”
“Oh, I see. Big business people are different indeed.”
The boxes piled up in the vacant lot disappeared faster than the rumors spread among the market vendors.
The elite agents worked as a team and finished the job in no time.
Screech.
It was after the last car came back.
Yoo-hyun’s mother, who had organized the work, grabbed the hand of Choi Cheol-woo, the director of the National Intelligence Service, who got out of the car.
“Director Choi, thank you so much. The elders were so kind and they all contacted me.”
“Don’t mention it. I’m glad we could help. You’ve been serving them regularly, I really admire you.”
“Not at all. Thanks to you, I could wrap up the work well. Thank you.”
“Yes. Well, now I have to talk to President Han for a moment…”
Choi Cheol-woo, who wiped his sweat, glanced at Yoo-hyun and was about to continue his words, when his mother suddenly suggested.
“I know it’s not much, but I’ve prepared a group dinner. Everyone agreed to go, so you can just move right away.”
“Really?”
“My husband can be helpful sometimes. Hohoho!”
His mother left a cryptic remark and walked away with a smile.
Yoo-hyun shrugged his shoulders as he met Choi Cheol-woo’s eyes.
A little later.
Behind the new factory of Yu-jae Brick, there were long tables covered with white cloths.
The well-decorated landscape glowed with the sunset and the rail lights hung in the air sparkled like the Milky Way.
With the buffet food and champagne ordered, it was no less than a fancy outdoor party.
His father’s words that he cared for his mother were not nonsense.
-Congratulations on the 59th birthday of our beloved wife Kim Yeon-hee.
People were buzzing in front of the big banner.
There were his mother’s acquaintances and Yoo-hyun’s friends, as well as the agents who worked hard today.
His father kept talking to Andrea Guski in broken English, using his experience of having a conversation with him before, and his mother kept thanking them and offering them food.
Jeong Da-hye, who was watching the same scene, looked at Yoo-hyun.
“Your mother must be really grateful.”
“Yeah. We finished well, thanks to you. Of course, you also did a good job sorting out the goods.”
“What did I do? You should have told me sooner.”
“No. If I did, my mother would have scolded me.”
“You don’t know your mother’s heart at all. She might say she doesn’t like it, but how happy and thankful she would be if you came. Didn’t you see her bragging about me to the market people?”
“I saw it…”
His mother went out of her way to stop the passing vendors and tell them that Jeong Da-hye came to help.
Every time, she showed a bright smile as if she forgot all the hardships.
Jeong Da-hye asked Yoo-hyun, who trailed off.
“But who are they really?”
“They won’t tell me first.”
“They must have something to ask you, since they’re going out of their way to please you…”
“That’s what I’m saying.”
The only person Yoo-hyun knew was Choi Cheol-woo, the director of the National Intelligence Service.
But he had a guess.
‘If he’s the foreigner he’s having so much trouble with…’
Yoo-hyun nodded slightly as he met Choi Cheol-woo’s eyes.
He came recklessly, but he couldn’t deny that his help was great.
Meanwhile, Choi Cheol-woo, who received Yoo-hyun’s greeting, quickly looked away.
The CIA deputy director was holding the drink of Yoo-hyun’s father, Han Seung-won, the president of the company.
Would he be okay with soju?
He was worried for a moment.
He drank the liquor in the large glass very well.
Han Seung-won patted his shoulder and praised him for drinking well.
‘The director of the National Intelligence Service is also trembling…’
Ignorance is bliss, he treated the VIP of the national level too casually.
By the way, why did the CIA deputy director want to meet Yoo-hyun?
-Director Choi, do you think the CIA deputy director came to see President Han Yoo-hyun’s face? There must be something related to the missile that North Korea launched a while ago. You have to find out.
He wondered what the connection was between the missile and the venture company president, but otherwise, the CIA deputy director wouldn’t have moved himself.
It was strange that he was so friendly to President Han Yoo-hyun.
To get the information, he had to win his favor first.
That’s why he arranged the schedule with President Han Yoo-hyun so tightly, and delivered like crazy today.
“Just a little more…”
Choi Cheol-woo was determined.
“Hahaha!”
In the cheerful atmosphere, Han Seung-won held out an empty bottle with a spoon stuck in it and said.
“Albert, as you know, today is my wife’s birthday. It’s fate that we met like this, how about a song?”
Han Seung-won was drunk and too friendly.
“Sing! Sing! Sing!”
The people who should have stopped him clapped and cheered.
At that moment, Choi Cheol-woo didn’t miss Albert Weil’s shaky eyes.
He saw a golden opportunity to win his favor and his eyes sparkled.