#196. Everything I Want to Do. 7
Woojin smiled faintly as he thought of Lee Hye-rim.
At this moment, at this point, I am a very simple and straightforward person.
“I want to marry CEO Lee Jeong-cheol’s daughter, Lee Hye-rim.”
CEO Lee Jeong-cheol stared blankly at Woojin.
I wasn't expecting that kind of answer, but I was quite surprised when I got a call from Sungjoo Engineering.
I can't count how many times I've heard people suddenly say thank you and want to work together.
When I asked why they changed their mind, I heard a bewildered answer.
'Didn't you send someone called Director Shin Woo-jin?'
It was ridiculous.
I was gradually letting go of my foolish desire, thinking that it might be a pie in the sky, but the man who wanted to marry my daughter put his hand in the picture and took the pie away.
Lee Jeong-cheol tapped the table with his fingers.
I looked at your resume, but that's secondary.
The present is important.
Did his father approve of the marriage after seeing him like this?
It's not that I didn't trust my father's eyes, but I wanted to make sure, so I gave him a week.
It doesn't matter how you sweet-talked and boiled them during that time.
Because the results have already been created.
Knock. Knock.
Lee Jeong-cheol's fingers, which had been tapping the table, stopped.
At that time, Woojin spoke.
“Hye-rim, your beautiful hands, I will always keep plenty of rubber gloves on so that they don’t get too wet.”
Lee Jeong-cheol, whose trademark expression was always expressionless, had a strange expression on his face.
"what?"
“Please allow me!”
“You can just ask someone to do the housework….”
Lee Jeong-cheol trailed off.
This is the first time I've said something like this in my life, and I wonder why I'm saying this now… .
I had a feeling that something was going on with the guy, and then Woojin opened his mouth.
“Do you agree?”
When Lee Jeong-cheol stared silently for a moment, Woo-jin fell face down.
“Please allow me!”
Lee Jeong-cheol didn't say anything this time either.
When you see him like that after doing such great things, it seems like he may seem blind.
"wake up."
"yes!"
Woojin suddenly got up and clasped his hands together politely.
A tall, handsome man with an innocent-looking face.
As if to prove his father's eyes, and as if to verify his own test, he quickly handled the work.
But I can't read the inside at all.
It seems certain that he likes his daughter… .
“Do you like alcohol?”
Woojin thought it was coming.
“It’s not that I can’t eat it.”
Lee Jeong-cheol nodded slowly and began writing something in his notebook.
Then he tore it open and handed it to Woojin.
Woojin approached Lee Jeongcheol and asked cautiously.
“If I marry Hye-rim, are these things I have to keep?”
Lee Jeong-cheol looked at me again as if he was going to see a strange guy again.
“Come here by 7. Alone.”
What was written on the paper was an address.
"All right."
“Go out and look.”
“I’ll come see you later.”
Woojin bowed his head to Lee Jeongcheol and left the office.
Lee Jeong-cheol muttered while looking at the door through which Woo-jin had exited.
“He’s a tough guy.”
I mean his own goal.
* * *
Lee Hye-rim's body, sitting in a coffee shop, was leaning towards Woo-jin, who was sitting across from her.
“What did you say? Huh? What did you say?”
He had an expression that seemed to indicate that he was crazy curious.
Woojin said with a serious expression after taking a sip of caramel macchiato.
Woojin's mouth was foaming, and his serious expression strangely suited him.
Because it was so scary.
“I feel like I’ve been given a final mission.”
Hye-rim Lee opened her mouth and wiped the foam off Woo-jin's mouth with her thumb.
“Mission? What mission? No, do you want me to solve another problem?”
Her white eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and she seemed to dislike her father.
If the MCU currently under development by Sungjoo Engineering were to be installed in Shinwha Group's automobiles, it would be possible to create a new history by overturning the company's reputation of being second in exports behind other companies.
But another mission?
Are expectations high for Woojin?
Or should we just keep putting it to the test?
Lee Hye-rim didn't like that.
“Should we just pack up everything we have and get married, just the two of us?”
Woojin smiled faintly and shook his head.
“You should be blessed. I hope Hye-rim wears a pretty dress and receives congratulations from many people.”
She, who had been leaning against Woojin, leaned back in her chair again.
And smiled brightly.
“That’s why I can’t not like you.”
“Father wants to have a drink.”
"alcohol?"
“Yeah. I think it’s the final mission.”
Hye-rim closed her eyes gently.
“I thought my dad wouldn’t do that.”
I often hear that in Korea, it is a tradition for fathers with daughters to make their prospective sons-in-law drink a lot of alcohol.
“Don’t worry too much. I’ll come back alive.”
Lee Hye-rim opened her eyes wide and pointed at herself with her finger.
“I’m not going?”
“Yeah, alone for a long time.”
She slumped back in her chair again.
“What on earth are you trying to say? Woojin, what if Daddy says something strange… .”
“Hye-rim, it’s okay. I think it’s natural that you don’t want to marry off your precious daughter to just anyone.”
Lee Hye-rim could only look at Woo-jin in silence.
Who is your boyfriend? His heart is as pretty as his face.
Woojin swung his hand across the table.
Lee Hye-rim also reached out and grabbed Woo-jin’s hand.
Woojin said with a faint smile.
"warm."
* * *
Woojin was looking out the window while riding in a taxi.
“The weather forecast was wrong again today.”
Because it's pouring rain.
Woojin finally arrived at his destination, got out of the car, and went into a place called [Eunhye Store].
It was a small restaurant with only three tables.
“Welcome. It’s raining a lot, isn’t it?”
He looked to be in his early 50s and greeted Woojin with a generous smile. It seemed like he was the only one running the store.
“Hello. One more person is coming. Can I order a little later?”
“Oh, of course. Please wait comfortably. Please wait comfortably.”
Woojin sat down and checked the time.
There are 10 minutes left until the appointment time.
At that moment, the sliding door opened with a creak and CEO Lee Jeong-cheol came in.
“Are you here?”
As Woojin got up from his seat, Lee Jeongcheol nodded and turned his head to look toward the kitchen.
And said.
“Brother, I’m here.”
The owner came out of the kitchen and said with a smile.
“I told you to stop now.”
“It’s my heart.”
The boss shook his head and nodded at the table.
“Sit down, I’m having a great time today.”
“Please give me some soju too.”
Lee Jeong-cheol sat down right across from Woo-jin.
“Do you like meat?”
“I can’t eat it because it’s not there.”
Lee Jeong-cheol snickered and the owner asked while placing cut carrots, cucumbers, and soju on the table.
“Who are you?”
It was Woojin who was talking.
“Don’t be surprised. It’s the guy Hye-rim wants to marry.”
The owner's eyes widened suddenly.
His name was Jo Woo-chan, and he was Lee Hye-rim's mother's older brother.
So, he was Lee Hye-rim's uncle.
Lee Jeong-cheol often visited his wife's older brother who had passed away like this.
When he was there, it felt like his wife was smiling and welcoming him, and it felt like he could faintly smell the scent of those days when he wanted to go back.
“Wow… You’re handsome! Have a drink from me!”
Jo Woo-chan, who was momentarily looking at Woo-jin, handed a bottle of soju to Woo-jin.
Woojin stood up from his seat and carefully handed him a glass.
“My name is Shin Woo-jin. Thank you.”
Woojin turned his body and drank the alcohol in one gulp.
In the meantime, the judgment has been made.
I'm talking about his reactions to himself.
The store owner also had eyes that looked similar to Lee Hye-rim's.
If his eyes are like a cow's, Lee Hye-rim's eyes are like a deer's.
Bringing him here and judging by his reactions, there was a very high chance that he was blood related.
“Please let me have a drink too.”
When Woojin poured him a drink, he downed it all in one go.
“Ah, come to your senses. I’ll bring out the meat soon. Just wait a moment. Just wait a moment.”
Jo Woo-chan turned towards the kitchen.
He has been keeping a distance from his niece, almost cutting off contact with her since Hye-rim Lee was young.
Working in a place like this, meeting and communicating with my niece, it was obvious that the Shinwha Group family would see Hye-rim as a thorn in their side and harass her.
Even if you roll around in dog shit, you still have a chance at victory. Jo Woo-chan hoped that Lee Hye-rim would be happier at Shinwha Group than at this place with its meaty smell and stomach.
Lee Jeong-cheol silently handed over the bottle of alcohol, and Woo-jin accepted it politely.
Lee Jeong-cheol did not accept alcohol from Woo-jin, but filled his own glass like a viscount.
And then he downed his drink without saying a word.
Woojin also drank alcohol to match Lee Jeongcheol's taste.
Woojin knew very well why he was drinking without any proper side dishes.
This is because it is to find out about your drinking habits and what kind of person you are in general.
As the intoxication increases and the person gets more drunk, their reason becomes dull and their instincts come out.
That is, the image of oneself that has been designed while living is clearly exposed.
Here, Woojin had a slight concern.
The unconsciousness that lies dormant in your body, you can control it, but if you get drunk and get more drunk, the guy might jump out.
If that happens, not only will you get drunk, but the two people here might also collapse in a coma.
The unconscious will definitely do that.
It means that you can make someone drunk enough to shit their pants.
Because the guy was a guy who was very competitive even over small things.
But there was a way to blow away all these worries once and for all.
Even though the meat that Jo Woo-chan brought wasn't even cooked, Woo-jin ended up drinking two bottles.
Jo Woo-chan, who was grilling meat, cut the pork belly into bite-size pieces and placed it on Woo-jin's plate.
“Try it.”
"thank you."
Woojin's eyes, which had been grumbling, widened slightly.
Then he looked at Jo Woo-chan.
Jo Woo-chan chuckled at Woo-jin’s surprised face.
“How is it? Does it taste good?”
“It’s a taste that makes me want to shoot it.”
"uh?"
Jo Woo-chan, who was blinking his eyes trying to understand what Woo-jin was saying, laughed out loud.
“Hahaha! That’s right! We have an honored guest, so we have to put down the shot!”
Jo Woo-chan really turned off the sign and put up a sign that said 'Close'.
And then he quickly came back and filled Woojin's glass with alcohol.
“You’re really good at drinking. Come on, let’s have another drink.”
Jo Woo-chan and Woo-jin's glasses clinked, and Lee Jeong-cheol just quietly watched Woo-jin.
He really drinks well. He's almost finished his third bottle, but his eyes aren't droopy and his tongue isn't even twisted.
‘It’s a taste that makes me want to shoot it…’
No, I see you're talking nonsense. Are you getting drunk? It seems like you're doing it on purpose.
While Lee Jeong-cheol was thinking like that, Jo Woo-chan started asking Woo-jin about various things.
He asked me everything, such as what my job was, what my family members did, and what kind of person Woojin was.
“Come on, let’s have a drink. Jeongcheol, you too, don’t be like Mokseok, but have a drink.”
"yes."
The three glasses clinked again.
This time too, Woojin poured the alcohol without hesitation.
however.
dump.
Woojin's upper body fell as if it was slammed against the table.
A brief moment of silence.
Among the two people who had been glaring, Jo Woo-chan suddenly sat up.
“Ah, are you okay!? Hey!”
No matter how hard I tried to shake him and raise him up, Woojin's body just sagged.
“Shin Woojin! Come to your senses!”
No matter how many times I called and woke him up, Woojin's eyes wouldn't open.
Jo Woo-chan, who sensed that Woo-jin's situation was serious after he collapsed while still in good health, quickly moved to the counter to call 119, and Lee Jeong-cheol carried Woo-jin and headed toward the door.
“My car will be faster.”
The knight was waiting.
Jo Woo-chan quickly opened the sliding door.
The driver got out of the car and quickly approached her as she carried Woojin.
Lee Jeong-cheol said.
“Ignore all the signals and go to the hospital. Quickly.”
"yes."
moment.
"dad!"
At the familiar voice, Lee Jeong-cheol turned his head to the side.
His daughter, Lee Hye-rim, was running towards him.
“Hey, Woojin!?”
“How did you get here…?”
“What happened! Woojin? Are you okay? Woojin?”
“Hey, Hye-rim. That’s it… .”
