#139. Inclusion. 10
After finishing the contract, Woojin left our engineering and got into the car.
Of course, it was the tea prepared by Lee Hye-rim.
Woojin slid out of the parking lot, thinking about the next company he would visit.
There was a list of companies that Lee Hye-rim had handed over in her briefcase, but there was no need to check it again.
Because it was already organized in my head.
Among them, Woojin selected and selected companies again.
Jiying-
Woojin opened the car window and stretched his left hand out as if to feel the wind.
As my running speed increased, I felt the mass of the wind blowing.
Before he knew it, the speed had passed 55 km/h, and he could feel the pressure of about 84.65 [N/m^2] on his hand. Woojin caressed the wind as if he was stroking a child.
Woojin muttered, his lips slightly raised.
“The weather is nice.”
The sky was so blue that it was almost freezing, and flocks of birds could be seen far away, flying around as if guiding Woojin into the city.
I had a lot to do today.
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Five thirty in the afternoon.
Woojin was taking out a needle from inside the car.
Then I started sewing along the shoulder line of the suit using blue thread.
It was finished like that, with a thread slightly sticking out.
It was produced so well that it would be difficult to spot if you didn't look closely.
And then he muttered while looking at his face in the rearview mirror.
“A different mask this time.”
Soon, Woojin, wearing a suit, got out of the car and headed to the elevator.
The place I found was a restaurant.
It was also the place where he disguised himself as an employee and observed Lee Hye-rim's older sister and older brother.
An employee approached Woojin as he came in.
“You have arrived.”
Woojin nodded slightly and received a menu from him.
It was another attempt to pretend to be an employee.
The restaurant owner could have opposed it out of concern for the store's image, but the person in question was Lee Hye-rim.
Her money and position were more than enough to buy the CEO's soul.
Woojin took the menu and headed straight to the room.
“Excuse me.”
At Woojin's voice, Lee Siyoung's head turned first.
No matter how many times I've visited this restaurant and how many times I've made reservations, I've never seen this waiter again.
When I asked other employees, pretending not to care, I was told that it was vacation.
Going back to work meant that my vacation was over.
At that moment, I heard my friends talking.
“Siyoung, I heard that Yo-Hwan’s brother was released? That’s a relief.”
Another friend took her word for it.
“Why not? To be honest, it’s okay to make a mistake once. I think they’re just impatient because they can’t catch the conglomerates.
How much tax does Shinwha Group pay every year?
“It’s not like we can help the country by running it with taxes.”
Lee Si-young cut them off.
“Okay. Just order.”
A friend said as he flipped through the menu.
“I think I’ve tried all the good dishes here.”
I went there three times a week with Lee Si-young.
Lee Si-young answered.
“I think it’s cleaner and better than Cheongdam-dong.”
My friends nodded in agreement.
“That’s true.”
At that moment, one of my friends who was looking at the menu raised his head and only then looked up at Woojin.
"here……"
Her eyes widened slightly.
I wondered why there was a celebrity in a place like this.
The gaze that stares at me intently makes me feel like I'm looking at a vampire from a movie…
“Please give me the chef’s recommended course.”
Woojin slightly lowered his head at Lee Si-young's voice.
"All right."
As Woojin disappeared, she stared at the place where he had disappeared and said.
“What the heck? Why are you so handsome?”
“The other friend said playfully, took a check out of his wallet and placed it on the table.”
“Should I try to seduce you? I’ll take you out to play with me for a week.”
Lee Si-young said, linking arms with her friends.
“Is this a club or something?
“Are you guys still going to places like that?”
My friends laughed awkwardly.
“Hey, just kidding. Just kidding.”
“But your face looks like a limited edition.”
As the conversation went on and on, some time passed and Woojin brought out the pre-meal velouté soup.
Woojin explained, placing it down in front of the three with skillful movements.
“Velouté soup with shrimp and mushrooms.
“This soup is superb with the savory aroma of the burdock spreading throughout your mouth.”
At that moment, one of Lee Si-young's friends, who was listening to Woo-jin's explanation, rested his chin on his hand and asked.
“Have you ever thought about becoming a celebrity?
“I could do that for you. I just don’t think you look like the type of person who would work here.”
Woojin answered with a faint smile on his face.
“I’ve never thought about it before… … Thank you for the compliment.”
This time another friend spoke.
“Are you new?”
“No. I worked… … ”
Lee Si-young looked at her friends and Woo-jin in turns.
It was both funny and absurd.
And there was one thing that had been bothering me since a while ago.
It was the protruding thread visible on Woojin's shoulder.
"excuse me."
Lee Si-young called Woo-jin and pointed to her shoulder with her finger.
“The thread is sticking out. It looks like a luxury item.
“Where is the store? It’s a bit far.”
Woojin said, turning his gaze to his shoulder.
She's a visual person, so there's no way she'd miss something like this.
Of course, if he wasn't interested, he would have just ignored it, but from Woojin's perspective, it was a kind of test.
The prediction was correct, they intentionally showed their weakness.
So that she can complement him with her own words.
“Thank you. I guess I’ll have to get AS.
“I will prepare the next dish.”
When Woojin lowered his head slightly, Lee Siyoung spoke again.
“AS? Do you want to come here and see?”
As Woojin approached calmly, Lee Siyoung placed a hand on Woojin's shoulder.
Then I looked straight at my friends.
It was almost like he was marking his territory for Woojin.
It's my toy, so don't touch it.
Soon her fingers grabbed the thread that had been sticking out of Woojin's shoulder and pulled it out.
“If we do it this way, I don’t think we’ll need to do that?”
Woojin stared at her and said.
"thank you."
At that moment, Lee Si-young felt the same way as when she first saw Woo-jin.
No, it was a little different.
It felt like his hands were roughly but gently running over my body here and there.
It was a feeling I had never experienced before.
That was also because Woojin had taken in her collarbone, neckline, and lips with his eyes so that she wouldn't even be aware of them.
Woojin was using her face to awaken the primal limbic brain that she had never experienced before.
He says he is a strong male.
“Then I will prepare some food for you.”
Woojin immediately left the place, and his friends never brought up Woojin's story again.
I just realized what Lee Si-young did a little while ago.
Woojin set up the main dish along with the course, and when the last dessert was set up, Lee Si-young's brow furrowed slightly.
It was because another employee, not Woojin, came.
Lee Si-young opened her mouth right away.
“Do they escort people here in turns? Like crazy?”
“I’m sorry. It’s the employee’s time to leave work, and today is the employee’s day off… …
“Please understand. I’m sorry.”
Lee Si-young's eyebrows furrowed even more.
“Then shouldn’t someone else have been sent in from the beginning?”
"sorry."
Lee Si-young threw the napkin she was holding onto the food.
“I can’t eat in a place that can’t even provide the basics. Let’s go.”
Lee Si-young got up from her seat and started walking with her high heels clicking.
Her gaze swept around the room, but Woojin was nowhere to be seen.
Lee Si-young muttered, snorting in disbelief.
“Lee Si-young, what are you doing now?”
The Zeigarnik effect was growing in her head.
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After leaving the restaurant, Lee Si-young headed straight to the underground parking lot.
She opened her mouth as if speaking to her friends who were following behind her.
“See you next time.”
widely!
She got into her fancy sports car and drove out of the parking lot.
No, the moment you get out of the building.
Squeak!
thud!
I hit the brakes hard, but it was too late, and a person rolled off the bonnet and fell to the ground.
Lee Si-young, who was holding the steering wheel tightly, opened her closed eyes.
And then he swept his hair up.
"under……"
She turned her head to the left and looked at the black silhouette staggering to her feet.
“Because I’m out of luck… … ”
With a long sigh, she swept her hair back and opened the car window slightly.
And without even looking at him, he handed me a business card.
“Call me here. I’ll give you a generous settlement, not a mediocre one.”
He accepted the business card, as if he understood.
No, a long finger came in through the crack in the car window as if holding the door.
Lee Si-young frowned and opened the car window further.
“Go to the hospital first… …”
That moment.
The business card he had handed me fell crumpled to his thigh.
Lee Si-young's gaze, which had been looking down at the crumpled and unsightly business card, turned to him.
“I apologize.”
Her eyes widened slightly.
That was because it was none other than Woojin.
There was blood gushing from her split lip.
It seemed like blood was flowing from his forehead too.
When she was unable to continue speaking, Woojin spoke again with languid eyes.
“Have you been living like a tomboy, doing whatever you want, and don’t know how to apologize?”
“Why are you here… … ”
Woojin wiped the corner of his mouth.
“I was just passing by. You hit me.”
She reached for her cell phone with trembling hands.
But Woojin snatched the phone away.
“Are you going to call your mom? Apologize. Then I’ll pretend this never happened.”
In Lee Si-young's eyes, Woo-jin looked quite rough.
It was like seeing a wolf dripping blood in a white snowy field.
Even though he's hurt, he looks like he'll run to you if you touch him even a little.
"apologize……"
dump.
With that sound, Woojin disappeared from her sight.
Lee Si-young, who didn't know what to do, got out of the car as people gathered around her.
He had his eyes closed and was motionless.
“Please call 119, 119!”
Someone called 119 at the sound of her voice.
Lee Si-young touched Woo-jin with trembling hands.
“Hey, come to your senses. Hey… … ”
But there was still no response.
I couldn't take my eyes off it.
After some time, the paramedics arrived.
“Are you a guardian?”
“Oh, no. There was an accident… … ”
“Let’s ride together first.”
Lee Si-young had no choice but to get on the ambulance due to her surroundings.
The paramedics who were checking Woojin's condition immediately contacted the hospital.
“TA is being transported. There is no visible bleeding, but he is unconscious.
“It seems like there is a possibility of intra-abdominal bleeding or cerebral hemorrhage… …”
“Please change me.”
Lee Si-young took his cell phone and held it up to her cheek as if she was snatching it away.
“My name is Lee Si-young. Please tell Professor Lee to wait.”
The paramedic looked at Lee Si-young with surprised eyes.
How great must one's reputation be for one to be able to talk to a professor at a prestigious hospital in South Korea?
But the eyes in her eyes, as she spoke as if she were commanding, were trembling like an aspen tree.
