Real Man-Chapter 373:

Chapter 373

Meanwhile, a strange tension hung over the construction site of Yeontae Factory.

The expression of Park Cheol-hong, the foreman who stood in front of the shed, was very serious.

What Im about to say is

He hesitated again, and Jo Gi-jeong stepped forward impatiently.

Youre going back, right?

Huh. How did you know that?

You work alone until late every night. How could I not notice?

He answered matter-of-factly and glanced at Yoo-hyun.

He wouldnt have known if Yoo-hyun hadnt told him.

Park Cheol-hong looked dumbfounded and said.

Then you should have helped me.

You should have told me first.

Yoo-hyun replied and Park Cheol-hong nodded.

True. Thats the right order.

Of course.

Park Cheol-hong paused for a moment and opened his mouth.

Im going up first

His face was a mix of regret and sadness.

He couldnt finish his sentence and Yoo-hyun teased him with a wicked expression.

Dont tell me youre sorry?

No. How could I be? Im just feeling nostalgic.

Then drink up first.

Yoo-hyun handed him a cold can of beer from the fridge, and Park Cheol-hong chuckled.

Clack.

He sat down and took a sip of beer and said.

It may sound strange, but I have a part of me that wants to stay.

Thats not strange at all. Me too, you know.

Me too. Its nice here.

Kang Jong-ho and Jo Gi-jeong agreed with Park Cheol-hongs words.

It was something they couldnt have imagined in the past, when they shivered at the sound of Yeontae Village.

And the turning point was Yoo-hyuns joining.

The three of them looked at Yoo-hyun, who gulped down his beer and asked casually.

Foreman, what are you going to do with the reassembled products youve made so far?

Ive received too much, so Im going to give them to the village.

Thats a good idea. Theyll love it.

Yeah. If you come, you should leave something behind.

A faint smile appeared on Park Cheol-hongs lips.

Park Cheol-hong was very stingy when it came to giving and receiving.

It wasnt because he was selfish, but because he found it hard to mingle with people.

But he changed.

At some point, he brought a fridge to the shed for his crew, and then he started assembling electronic products by himself without anyone asking him to.

Fridge, microwave, TV, computer, monitor, vacuum cleaner, printer, etc.

He salvaged as many things as he could from the old parts that had been piled up for a long time.

And the result of his efforts was directed not at himself, but at the villagers.

Thud.

He loaded various reassembled products onto the truck and coaxed his crew.

Just help me a little. Ill treat you to tangsuyuk.

Today well also eat palbochae.

Anytime.

Yoo-hyun answered and Park Cheol-hong nodded cheerfully.

This was also a changed aspect of Park Cheol-hong.

The truck that Park Cheol-hong drove himself headed to the village.

Yoo-hyun sat on the trunk and looked at the reassembled products piled up and asked Kang Jong-ho.

Chief Kang, isnt the warehouse empty by now?

Nah, theres still plenty left.

That place is really a treasure trove.

Haha. You dont know how much has accumulated over time.

Kang Jong-ho shrugged his shoulders.

He had recently completed transferring the handwritten records to the computer according to the factory automation.

He showed his affection for the warehouse that matched his hard work.

Screech.

As they talked, they arrived at the village hall.

Lee Young-nam, who was waiting after receiving a call, asked in surprise.

Whats going on, Foreman Park?

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I thought it might be helpful.

That was the answer of Park Chul-hong, the team leader who got out of the drivers seat with an awkward expression and headed straight to the trunk.

The villagers who gathered around looked nervous as they saw the appliances coming down one by one.

It started with moving a computer and a monitor to the village hall.

TVs for guidance were installed at the fishing spot and the park golf course.

The remaining products were given to those who needed them.

On top of a narrow and steep hill alley.

Jo Ki-jeong, who was moving a refrigerator with a groan, complained.

Ugh. Why do we have to do this?

Yeah. Just one more section.

Kang Jong-ho also chimed in with a grin.

Yoo-hyun, who was following them with a microwave, didnt say much as he was exhausted enough.

Thud.

It was the moment when the two men put down the refrigerator in a shabby house.

A child was delighted as if he was about to jump.

Wow. We have a refrigerator too.

The grandmother who came out with him kept bending her waist.

Thank you so much. I dont know if I deserve this.

As the grandmother grabbed his hand, Jo Ki-jeong looked at Yoo-hyun with an awkward expression.

Yoo-hyun smiled and gestured to him.

Then Jo Ki-jeong said awkwardly.

You can take it. Its spare.

Let me check my sanity. Just stay for a while. I need to get you something to eat.

The grandmother walked into the house with a limp, as if her legs were hurting.

Then she came back with a handful of potatoes in a plastic bag.

I only have this in the house. What should I do? Im so sorry.

Jo Ki-jeong waved his hand as he took the black plastic bag.

No. I like potatoes.

Me too. Thank you.

Kang Jong-ho also bowed his head along.

Yoo-hyun watched their change with satisfaction.

What goes around comes around.

The villagers responded to Park Chul-hongs good deed with a feast.

In front of the village hall.

More benches were placed there so that many people could gather.

There was already plenty of food on the benches.

Buzzing.

The team members joined in the atmosphere where many people gathered and enjoyed themselves.

They all looked much lighter than before.

Park Chul-hong, who received a drink of rice wine, announced his return.

Mr. Lee, actually

Park team leader, is that true?

Yes, Mr. Lee. Ill leave next week.

Heh. Then what about this factory

Lee Young-nam, who looked worried, paused, and Yoo-hyun reassured him.

Dont worry. Ive prepared everything. Theres no problem even if the team leader leaves.

Yoo-hyun didnt say it for nothing.

The factory was already semi-automated.

There was no operational difficulty even if Park Chul-hong left.

Lee Young-nam nodded his head as he saw Yoo-hyuns confident eyes.

I see. Then it must be so.

The feast that responded to Park Chul-hongs good deed turned into a celebration of his return before they knew it.

The purpose changed, but anyway, Park Chul-hong was the main character.

The villagers came up to him and poured him drinks as he was already tipsy.

Park Chul-hong smiled and accepted the drinks as he felt good.

He looked very nice, but there was also a regret on the other hand.

Yoo-hyun whispered to him.

Team leader, offer Mr. Lee a drink first.

Now?

Yes. Hell probably like it. You want that, dont you?

Park Chul-hong nodded his head as if he made up his mind at Yoo-hyuns words.

Even though they became close, he still felt uneasy about Lee Young-nam.

But Park Chul-hong took courage at this opportunity that might be the last one.

He picked up a bottle of rice wine and approached Lee Young-nam first.

Ill pour you a drink, Mr. Lee.

Hehe. This guy, really.

Thank you for everything.

He bowed his head first, showing a gentle attitude that he never had before. Lee Young-nams eyes curved into crescents as he emptied his glass. He patted Park Cheol-hongs shoulder.

Come on, Park. Im sorry for giving you a hard time.

No, its not that

Park Cheol-hong hesitated, and Jo Ki-jeong, who was drinking next to him, poked him.

Of course it is. You always said you were dying of stress.

What? Park, Im hurt if you thought that.

Lee Young-nam made a mischievous face, and Park Cheol-hong waved his hand in panic.

No, no. How could I?

Hahahaha.

The people laughed at the flustered Park Cheol-hong. The atmosphere was warm and friendly.

Squeak.

A car stopped next to the platform, and the passenger window opened. A woman stuck her head out and asked.

Excuse me, where is the phone store?

Just go around that hill over there.

A villager on the edge of the platform pointed to Yeonseung-ri village, and the woman nodded.

Oh, okay. Thank you.

The villagers looked puzzled as they watched her.

There are a lot of people looking for the phone store today.

Yeah. I dont know how many times this is.

Yoo-hyun, who was drinking makgeolli, tilted his head.

Whats going on?

Then a phrase flashed in his head.

It was the banner that hung in front of Choi Jeong-boks phone store a while ago.

At the same time, a sharp voice came from the car that left at the same time.

Oppa, if you cant buy an iPhone even after coming here, youre dead. Hurry up.

At that moment.

Hansung Tower, 12th floor, conference room.

A picture posted on an internet blog was displayed on a TV connected to a laptop.

As Jang Jun-sik pressed a button to switch the picture, Lee Chan-ho, who was sitting in the front row of the conference room, laughed loudly.

Puhahaha. Kim Managers golf swing is so funny, isnt it?

He got close to the hole even though he looked like that. Better than you who swung and missed.

No way.

As Lee Chan-ho fumed, the pictures kept changing.

There were a lot of pictures uploaded on the blog.

The part members who gathered in the conference room admired the changed scenery of Yeontae-ri.

There was nothing here before.

The fishing spot was empty too.

But this village should be doing well, right? It looked really nice

Choi Min-hee wondered.

Lee Chan-ho pointed to the portal site icon in the corner of the TV screen.

People might be looking for it a lot, right? Jun-sik, search it up.

Okay. Got it.

Jang Jun-sik switched the screen and typed Yeontae-ri in the search box.

There were recent posts there.

The peoples eyes widened at the same time.

iPhone holy land? What does that mean?

After Park Cheol-hongs return party ended, the villagers parted ways in a good mood.

Unlike the half-drunk part-timers who went back to their lodgings, Yoo-hyun walked towards Yeonseung-ri.

As he walked in the cool early winter wind, several cars passed by him.

They seemed to have taken the wrong road as they went around Yeontae-ri and headed to Yeonseung-ri.

The road here was so bad that it was easy to get confused.

But still, how could there be so many people who took the wrong road?

Yoo-hyun wondered and soon found out the answer.

There were so many people at the phone store.

Buzzing.

People lined up in front of the phone store.

Cars filled every corner of the narrow road.

The villagers wondered what was going on and peeked out one by one.

Then the front of the phone store became crowded.

Ill give you a number ticket. Please wait a little bit.

Choi Jeong-bok came out of the store and shouted loudly.

Do you have any stock left?

How many do you have?

Can I activate it today?

Yes, you can. To activate it quickly

Choi Jeong-bok answered the questions that erupted from everywhere.

But it took him a long time to calm down the crowd.

As he was doing so, he saw Yu-hyeon and ran to him.

Bro, Im sorry. I think Ill be late for the rehearsal.

Hey, dont say that. Can I help you?

No, you go ahead. Ill finish this soon and join you.

He didnt think it would be soon at all.

How did he know to come here?

And on the first day of activation, no less.

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