Chapter 18
No one will know
They didn't seem like a gang, as there were a total of four people, including the third generation chaebol who later followed, and drove me into a corner of the hallway. I was quite hungry, so I just wanted these guys to argue. Then i can lay it down quickly and go eat. However the guys who surrounded me began to question me in a threatening manner.
"Damn it, what do you want? I'll do anything you tell me to do. so stop it."
I frowned and asked what he was talking about.
"What are you telling me to stop?"
"Are you asking because you don't know? Jeonghyuk is backing me right now."
"who?"
This time, the drinker who started talking raised his eyebrows.
"Who is your sponsor?"
" ... "
"Are you really pretending not to know? My sponsor is Jeonghyuk..."
Jeonghyuk looked back as he was talking, probably because he was a third-generation chaebol. Then he stepped forward and cut off the drink guy.
"Fuck, tell me what I want, I do not know who your old man is."
Feeling angry, he stopped talking and glared at me with his teeth clenched for a moment.
"I'm going to back off this time, but if I know who it is, next time I will not let you or the inspiration to lick your ass."
At his harsh words, the three of them pulled him back.
Yes 'It's not good to be stimulated '.
T/N: Simulated as in react or be riled up to ever little thing.
Hearing the whispers, it seemed that i was really in a pretty awkward position. By the way it would be an understatement to say that my sponsor put pressure on him. How the hell did he know these guys? I checked the drink guy standing in front of me.
"How did you know it was my sponsor who put pressure on him?"
Are you asking because you don't know again? With a face that said that, i couldn't help but add.
"It's the first I've heard of it."
Then the four looked at me at the same time. Everyone looked like they couldn't believe it, but they asked for the drink guy.
"Really?"
"Yes. "
" ... "
" You asked how did you know it was my sponsor."
When I exhaled strongly, the third generation of chaebols, looked at each other before giving an answer mixed with profanity.
"I'll tell you what I'm talking about with my own mouth. I sent those kids to you, but you don't know what I'm talking about?, and what did you mean on the phone? You still don't know?!"
A loud roar echoed through the quiet hallway. I stopped him again, but only then did I realise the reason and couldn't help but smile.
"Oh, was it you?"
Waiting in front of the company and sending four gangsters to attack me. The drink asked with a frown on whether he had noticed the astonishment in my voice.
"You really didn't know? Wasn't it you who got rid of the punks sent by Jeonghyuk?"
"no."
Perhaps my answer was unexpected, they looked back at me the same way.
