FVN Chapter 43
Chapter 43
The Country Life Diary of a Gangster's Secretary - c43
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Hyeseong immediately took the bus that arrived and got off at the familiar bus stop. When he turned his phone screen back on, there was a text message from Doo-sung.
[Hyeseong, you said you were coming but you didn’t come? You want me to go find your neighborhood again?]
That was a message from last night, and below was a reply saying he would go tomorrow since he had been busy lately.
Actually, Hyeseong was waiting. For Doo-sung to contact him again. Last time, when he first talked at Myeongpum Capital and came out, Hyeseong said he would come again next time, but after that, he neither contacted nor went to find him first.
There was no particular reason. If he actively tried to grab the guy’s tail first, it could rather arouse suspicion. Gangsters were strangely intuitive in weird places.
He felt sorry for Dohyun, but for now, this side was more urgent, so it couldn’t be helped. Hyeseong memorized the geography he had visited once and familiarly passed through the alley to enter the building where Myeongpum Capital was located.
As he got close enough to see the office front door, he noticed the door was slightly open, probably because they didn’t lock it properly.
“Ah! Those quick-witted bastards!”
Hyeseong grabbed the door handle to open it but stopped for a moment. Doo-sung’s rough voice burst out through the crack.
“Did Manager Kim really say that?”
“Yes. For the time being, you should lay low a bit and match this month’s goods...”
“Hey! There needs to be goods to match them! Why are there so few who brought them this time? Are these guys working or not!”
“I will supervise them well.”
“Enough, just tell Manager Kim that I understand for now. And also tell him not to worry because we will definitely meet the quota. Manager Lee!”
Doo-sung’s loud voice, as if he was boiling with anger, was so loud that it hurt the ears even through the door.
“I’m telling you again, but manage the receipts well. If a single number is off in my books, it’s life or death for you and me! Got it?”
“Yes...”
Even Manager Lee’s feeble voice. Hyeseong took a step back from the door and moved to the side for now. Because if he went in right now, they might notice that he overheard the conversation.
After about 2 minutes passed, Hyeseong opened the door and entered.
“Hello.”
The first to spot Hyeseong who came in was Manager Lee, who was working at a desk near the door. He awkwardly got up from his seat and glanced at Hyeseong while rolling his eyes. Hyeseong deliberately greeted Manager Lee in a businesslike manner and cast his gaze at the other people in the office.
“Oh, Cheon Hyeseong is here?”
Doo-sung, who must have gone in and out of the inner room, discovered Hyeseong and came out chuckling.
“Is it quite hard to see your face? Last time you said you’d come on your own. I just waited quietly but you really took my trust for granted?”
Perhaps because the excitement and anger from the previous conversation had not subsided, Doo-sung’s words were quite intense from the beginning. His slightly flushed face was creepy enough to give goosebumps.
“It’s not like that, I was busy with work.”
“Bullshit. The guy who ran here like an arrow when I mentioned your villagers. Enough. Sit down. Hey, Manager Lee, what are you doing? A guest is here.”
“Ah, yes!”
Doo-sung clicked his tongue, saying that Manager Lee, who was rushing to make coffee, never improves his work sense. Around the time the sweet aroma of the instant coffee Manager Lee made filled the office, Doo-sung fake-coughed and looked at Hyeseong.
“So did you think about it?”
“About what?”
“I applied last week, so I should be able to get it within this week.”
“You don’t have a driver’s license?”
“No. I don’t drive.”
Hyeseong applied pressure so that the wallet he had put in his back pocket wouldn’t slip out. Inside it, his resident registration card and driver’s license were neatly inserted.
“Then why did you lose your ID card?”
Doo-sung’s voice became sharp again. Anyway, he needed an excuse to buy time. Hyeseong turned his head and glanced at Manager Lee once. He had been pretending to work while sneaking glances this way, and startled when Hyeseong looked at him, averting his eyes.
“Are you sure it’s coming this week?”
“Yes.”
Doo-sung grabbed the desk calendar on the table and started looking at it. Then he muttered that he could probably make it work.
“Then let’s do that. As soon as you get your ID card, rush over here. Got it?”
“Yes.”
Why did he have to hear that when he was the one signing up for the product? Hyeseong said he would get going and got up from his seat.
“Hey, Cheon Hyeseong.”
Doo-sung leaned back on the sofa and looked up at Hyeseong.
“You better keep your word. If you act coy and do useless things like in the past, you’re really dead this time.”
“...I won’t. My situation has changed a lot since then.”
Doo-sung, who had been glaring at him with narrowed eyes, waved his hand as if satisfied with Hyeseong’s answer. It meant he could go now.
“Ah, goodbye.”
Hyeseong passed by Manager Lee, who was saying goodbye, and went outside. He deliberately walked slowly after leaving the building. And that’s when it happened.
“Excuse me, wait!”
He heard someone running behind him and calling for him. When he turned his head, Manager Lee was running towards Hyeseong.
“Huff... You, you left this behind.”
Manager Lee, who arrived in front of Hyeseong, handed him a transit card. It was Hyeseong’s.
“Yes. Thank you.”
“...Then take care on your way.”
“Do you still have no intention of talking to me?”
At Hyeseong’s words, Manager Lee’s feet froze in place.
“Did you perhaps leave that transit card behind on purpose?”
“You’re quite quick-witted.”
Hyeseong took out his wallet and put the transit card inside. Manager Lee’s eyes slightly widened upon glancing at the ID card neatly inserted there.
“I need your help a bit, Team Leader Lee.”
Hyeseong’s nonchalant gaze and Manager Lee’s uneasy eyes intersected in midair.
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