Real Man-Chapter 777
Park Young-hoon, who had been maintaining a serious atmosphere, suddenly voiced his concern.
“Hmm… I’m already feeling overwhelmed by the attention I’m getting.”
“What are you talking about? You sound like you’re a celebrity or something.”
“I’m living a celebrity life, you know. I get requests for lectures and all.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, there are people who recognize me. Remember when I was on the newspaper…”
Park Young-hoon was bragging loudly when it happened.
A man who was standing near the railing approached him.
“Excuse me…”
He looked hesitant, but his expression clearly showed that he knew him.
Park Young-hoon shrugged his shoulders as if he was used to it and answered calmly.
“Yes, I’m Park Young-hoon.”
Swoosh.
The man passed by Park Young-hoon and spoke to Yoo-hyun.
“Are you the CEO of River, by any chance?”
“Yes, I am. Why do you ask?”
“I saw you ringing the golden bell at the pub before, but I didn’t get a chance to thank you properly. I appreciate it.”
“Don’t mention it.”
“It’s fate, isn’t it? I work on the eighth floor. Let’s have a drink sometime.”
The man smiled and handed him a business card before leaving.
“…”
Park Young-hoon blinked his eyes blankly as Yoo-hyun patted his shoulder.
Tap tap.
“Let’s work harder. We still have a long way to go.”
“Why are you saying that now? You haven’t seen Jang-woo for a long time, right?”
“Why are you bringing that up all of a sudden?”
“Anyway, stop worrying about useless things and take care of your brother first. Your brother first.”
Park Young-hoon grumbled and got up from his seat, feeling embarrassed.
Whooosh.
A chilly wind blew over the rooftop.
A few days later.
The news of Lee Jang-woo’s return to Korea was reported.
Yoo-hyun drove his car to see his beloved brother’s face.
How long had it been?
The last time he saw him was about a year and a half ago, after the UFC match in New York.
He went to watch another match in between, but their schedules didn’t match and they couldn’t meet.
When Lee Jang-woo came to Korea earlier this year, Yoo-hyun was on a European trip with Jeong Da-hye.
They missed each other several times and finally got to meet now.
Yoo-hyun parked his car at the construction site parking lot and walked along the familiar street.
The road leading to the gym was not much different from six years ago, but the buildings had changed a lot.
Swoosh.
He lifted his head and saw a three-story building standing side by side.
On the first floor of the old gym building, Nado Gimbap had settled in.
As soon as Double Y moved out, Mirinae Securities branch was going to move in.
Mirinae Securities branch would use both the second and third floors.
Trudge trudge.
On the first floor of the building behind, MJ Hair Salon, run by Park Young-hoon’s girlfriend Kim Mi-jin, was located.
On the second and third floors, Number One Gym had moved to a new building, and it looked quite impressive with the new sign work.
Yoo-hyun stopped by Nado Gimbap before going to the gym, where he had made an appointment.
He was a little worried about the gap since the grandmother was on a trip with Na Do-ha.
But contrary to his concern, the store inside the glass window was neat, and the staff were serving the customers smoothly.
At the center of it was Oh Jung-wook from Number One Gym.
Creak.
As he opened the glass door and entered, a loud voice greeted him.
“Welcome! This is Nado Gimbap… Oh? Yoo-hyun.”
“Jung-wook hyung, you look good.”
He had only seen him in workout clothes at the gym, but he also suited the chef’s uniform.
He looked quite professional with a hair cap and vinyl gloves.
Oh Jung-wook waved his apron and said.
“Oh, this? I’m used to it now. What brings you here?”
“I just came to say hello. Are you doing well?”
“It’s a job I’ve been helping out with, you know. It’s much better than teaching those annoying newbies.”
“You still have to look after the gym, don’t you?”
“I’m going to take care of the gimbap shop fully until the grandmother comes back from Doha. The manager agreed too.”
He shrugged his shoulders, showing his confidence.
He had a reason to be confident, as he was good enough at making gimbap that the grandmother approved.
He was diligent and responsible.
‘He said he couldn’t just eat gimbap for free and worked at the store.’
Thanks to that, Oh Jung-wook learned how to make gimbap, and in the process, he discovered his unexpected talent.
Na Do-ha was very grateful to him.
-Yoo-hyun hyung, I think it would be nice if Jung-wook hyung took over the gimbap shop. The grandmother said she could trust him and go on a trip.
That was why Na Do-ha temporarily handed over the gimbap shop to Oh Jung-wook.
He was also planning to open a gimbap shop branch for Oh Jung-wook.
‘Wait a minute.’
He thought it would be nice to run a Nado Gimbap chain in the restaurant area of the Future Tower.
If he could maintain the quality, he could be quite successful, couldn’t he?
It was not the time to bring it up yet, so Yoo-hyun exchanged a few more words and left the gimbap shop.
Thud.
Oh Jung-wook came out and put his arm around Yoo-hyun’s shoulder and said.
“Jang-woo must be starving these days. He’s so busy. I’ll make him a champion gimbap, so come with me.”
“Hyung, you’re so different from when you’re working out. You’re so considerate.”
“I’m full right now. I had some leftover ingredients and made some gimbap earlier.”
“Being generous when you’re full, huh?”
Yoo-hyun smiled when it happened.
Suddenly, the door of the hair salon next to the building opened and a big man was pushed back.
“Ah, shit.”
Two more men followed him out.
‘What’s going on?’
As Yoo-hyun looked puzzled, Oh Jung-wook muttered.
“It’s happening again.”
“What? What do you mean?”
“Our neighborhood boss stepped up.”
He wondered what he meant, but then he saw Kang Dong-shik wearing a leather jacket that stuck to his body.
-I’m planning to entrust the building management to Dong-sik hyung. Even though they are small buildings, they still need a caretaker since there are two of them. There are also many things to maintain.
Kang Dong-sik was the building manager officially hired by Park Young-hoon.
His main job was managing construction sites, but he gladly accepted the offer since he had some free time.
Thud.
As Kang Dong-sik approached, the man who was pushed away growled.
“Who the hell are you? Do you know who I am?”
“What do you mean who? You’re the same bastard who caused a ruckus at the hair salon and ran away last time.”
“Shut up.”
“Typical of you punks. You don’t have any manners. The CCTV caught you all harassing the employees, so you just have to go to the police station with me. You know what obstruction of business is, right?”
Rustle.
Kang Dong-sik took out a yellow vest with ‘Safety Management’ written on it from his pocket and put it on.
Where did he get that from?
While Yoo-hyun was dumbfounded, the punks who were looking around started to run.
“Hey, let’s get out of here!”
Thump thump thump.
“Ugh!”
One of them was already caught by Kang Dong-sik, and the other two ran towards Yoo-hyun and Oh Jung-wook.
They looked like punks with tattoos on their necks and scars all over their faces.
As expected, they spat out curses at the first sight.
“Hey, you bastards, get lost!”
“Do you want to die? Huh?”
Yoo-hyun smirked and tripped one of them with his foot.
“Ouch!”
Then he grabbed the back of the neck of the staggering guy.
The head of the guy who fell down hit the forehead of the punk who was pushed by Oh Jung-wook.
Bang!
“Aaah!”
‘That must hurt.’
He felt a bit sorry for the two people who were rolling on the floor with their heads in their hands.
Kang Dong-sik came over to Yoo-hyun and shook his hand.
“Bro, thanks.”
“Do you need any help?”
“Nah. I’ve already taken pictures of the evidence, so they can’t run away. I can handle it by myself, so you go ahead with your work.”
Kang Dong-sik grinned and hit the heads of the two punks who looked already in pain.
Smack smack.
“Let’s go, you brats.”
Drag drag.
The two guys were dragged by their collars, and the other one followed them nervously.
They seemed completely subdued by Kang Dong-sik’s charisma.
“Manager, fighting!”
“Take care.”
Kang Dong-sik coolly accepted the greetings without looking back.
The vest shining in the sunlight suited him very well.
“He would be perfect for working at A-One…”
“What?”
“It was just a monologue.”
Yoo-hyun smiled brightly.
The gym was full of hot energy.
They were not just exercising, but training as if they were in a real fight.
There was a reason for that on the wall of the second floor.
Super Punch was the undisputed world’s largest UFC agency.
The value of their fighters was so high that the broadcasters flocked to them whenever they appeared.
Thanks to that, the event tournament received more attention than the domestic main matches.
This was a good opportunity for the members of Number One Gym.
Yoo-hyun was behind this.
-Steve, I think you’re right. It would be good to hold an event for the movie promotion. Number One Gym has a deep connection with you.
Yoo-hyun recalled his conversation with Mark Colvin, the president of Super Punch, and entered the manager’s office on the third floor.
The manager who was sitting on the sofa asked him casually after some small talk.
“You brought your workout clothes, so you must be looking forward to it, huh?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean sparring with Jang-woo. That’s why you insisted on meeting at the gym, right?”
“I just came to see Jang-woo’s face. We didn’t talk about what to do.”
“Don’t lie. I can see how excited you are.”
The manager smiled as if he knew everything.
“Really?”
“Yeah. You know it or not, but you have the blood of a fighter. Think back to when you sparred with Jang-woo last time.”
“Hmm…”
“Your heart was pounding and your blood was boiling with excitement, right?”
How was it?
He felt every cell in his body come alive in front of the pressure and tension of facing him on the ring.
He felt a thrill throughout his body when they exchanged punches.
Maybe he wanted to feel that emotion again.
Swoosh.
Yoo-hyun nodded his head as he adjusted his workout clothes.
“Honestly, yes.”
At that moment, the phone on the table rang and a message from Lee Jang-woo came in.
-Senior, I’m really sorry. Something came up and I can’t make it. I’m really sorry for taking your precious time.
The manager leaned his head forward to check the content and sighed.
“He’s such a busy guy. It’s so hard to see his face.”
“He hasn’t been back in Korea for long. He must be swamped.”
“True, he got CFs and broadcast schedules lined up. I don’t know if he’s a fighter or a celebrity.”
“It will all help him. Both Jang-woo and the gym.”
He had experienced enough what it was like to be powerless in the previous agency betrayal incident.
He was still a challenger in the world tournament.
He needed the public’s interest to have ticket power and to choose his desired opponent in the future.
The manager nodded and asked.
“Well, that’s true. But what are you going to do with your empty hands?”
“Empty hands? I’m happy to meet some old friends.”
“Come on, that’s not it. How about I find you another sparring partner?”
“You’ll only get in the way of their training.”
Yoo-hyun waved his hand, but the manager had already taken out the member list.
“Get in the way? You’ll be more helpful than that. Let me see…”
The manager was looking at the members who were training.
