[This morning, Jeon Jungkook, CEO of the Shipping Group, appeared at the trial as a witness. Many reporters had been camped out in front of the prosecutor's office since the morning. The shipping group has announced that they will undergo a major executive reshuffle and personnel reassignment as part of their image revitalization following this incident.]
Behind the anchor's explanation, a screen appeared. Jungkook stood in front of the camera with a cast on his left arm and a suit jacket draped over his shoulder. The weight he lost while in the hospital has been moderately regained, but he appeared a little haggard today, possibly due to the makeup.
"CEO Jeon, please give us a statement. What will happen to the management in the future? Everyone is eager to hear what you have to say." When Jungkook turned around, the reporters' shouting quieted down. He pursed his lips and wore a dejected expression.
[I apologize for causing concern to many people. The shipping group will be reborn as a result of this incident. And I will, by all means, reveal the entire truth and... settle my late father's grudge.]
His voice choked at the end of his speech, and he lowered his head briefly, biting his lips. As if waiting for the sight of his trembling lips, the camera flash went off and the shutter clicked loudly. The corner of his eyes was slightly damp with tears. "Thank you." He said his goodbyes politely and entered the Prosecutor's Office under protection.
Wang Han, Wang Lun, and Taehyung, who were watching TV, became dumbfounded.
"Isn't that on par with an actor?"
"Did you see his lips trembling? It'll be headline news in tomorrow's newspaper."
Taehyung nodded as he ate his watermelon. Apparently, Jungkook should do the acting rather than him. He was worried since last night when he heard that Jungkook was going to appear at the prosecution, but he shouldn't have been. When he checked the quickly posted articles on the internet, everyone felt pity and sorry for him, and they were also in awe of how handsome he was.
What the hell, they even said he's sexy. After grimacing, he continued eating watermelon. Wang Lun, who was flipping through TV channels, suddenly spoke up.
"But we... can we continue like this?"
Wang Han looked back.
"What do you mean?"
"Is it okay for us to keep playing around and eat here?"
Wang Han thought for a moment. He realized that Wang Lun's word wasn't wrong. Taehyung agreed with those words as well. His injuries had healed completely, but there was no mention of work. They should be given work if they were given money. He grabbed Jimin the other day and asked him subtly, but he evaded his words.
"Wei, what if, he didn't want you to get hurt again."
Both of their eyes were drawn to him at the same time. Taehyung shook his head. Jungkook is a person who is sure of his public and private affairs.
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FanfictionOne day, Kim Taehyung, a hitman who stayed in Thailand, received a $5 million request. The person to deal with was Jeon Jungkook, a gangster living in Korea. There was only one condition. However, Jeon Jungkook was never an easy opponent. Rather, hi...