“Aha. That means you've safely slipped out of the airport?”
Jo Gyu-Min urgently puffed away at his cigarette while talking on the phone.
“I was freaking out, you know? You guys getting caught would've been seriously bad for everyone, after all!”
Lee Hyeon-Su tutted loudly.
-Is that why you took us to the cleaners?
“I didn’t do that, hyung. Chairman Hwang did.”
Jo Gyu-Min cackled as quietly as possible so the other side couldn't hear him. Merely listening to Lee Hyeon-Su's sulky voice was enough to automatically refill Jo Gyu-Min's tank with pure energy!
He had to pay a hefty price for messing around earlier, but it was also true that he didn't walk away empty-handed, didn't he?
“What’s going on with our cargo plane, though?”
-Don't worry about it. It's busy unloading its cargo right now. Your corporation is not in any trouble.
“That’s good to hear.”
Jo Gyu-Min wasn't joking this time. He really was breathing a lengthy sigh of relief. If the Brits discovered that a cargo plane used by Jaegyeong was also used to smuggle people in... Not just any people, but martial artists! The level of harm that would fall upon Jaegyeong would have been incalculable.
Material harm was already difficult enough to imagine. But the immaterial harm done behind the scenes? Now that would have been astronomical.
‘You better believe that the Chairman has been incredibly kind to your cause, mister!’
The worst outcome would've been instilling a negative perception of Jaegyeong in Europe, not just the UK. If that perception led to real-world sanctions, Jaegyeong would've had to deal with the crisis of the European market becoming inaccessible.
To confound the matters, the corporation's planning team would never figure out why the Europeans suddenly viewed Jaegyeong as a hostile entity!
What an unimaginably horrible series of events that would be.
However, Hwang Jeong-Hu still made space in the cargo plane despite knowing the risk.
‘That amount of money for all this risk is basically doing it for free, you know!’
Of course, Lee Hyeon-Su was no dummy, so he should be aware of all this. At least when it came to quick wits, his brain spun faster than even Jo Gyu-Min’s, after all!
That was probably why he didn’t complain—as much—while transferring the asked amount electronically.
“In any case, please take care of yourself, hyung-nim.”
-There’s no point, though.
“Huh? Does that mean, uh, the situation isn’t as serious as I thought?”
-No, it's not that, but more like... Me taking care of myself won't be enough to get out of this thing alive. If I'm meant to die, then I will die. If I'm destined to live, well, there you go. My fate is no longer in my hands...
“...Huh. Then, uh, why did you even go there in the first place?”
-You think I came here because I wanted to?!
Lee Hyeon-Su’s temper flared up again.
Jo Gyu-Min grinned wryly and stubbed his cigarette out. “In any case... That means you don’t need me for anything else, right?”
-Actually, there was something I wanted to talk to you about...
“I see.”
-Can you check and draw up a list of cargo planes heading to Korea from here?
“...Why are you asking me for that?”
-Well, we gotta get out of dodge real quick if things go sideways, but I forgot to find a plane back home before coming here.
“Say what?”
Jo Gyu-Min promptly took back his assertion about Lee Hyeon-Su’s brain spinning faster than his. Because this dude turned out to be an idiot!
“How could you not arrange that before leaving, hyung-nim?! Were you thinking of swimming back home from England or something!”
-Hey, gimme a break, alright! I told you, I also didn't know I'd end up here! Obviously, I'd have found a plane if I was still in Korea. But they just dragged me here against my wishes, you know!?
“In that case, can't you ask someone you left behind in the Assembly to handle this problem?”
-But I don't have anyone suitable for this job!
Not just an idiot, but a blithering idiot, then!
“What the hell?! Aren't you taking me for granted a little too much!” Jo Gyu-Min unhappily yelled into the phone. “Don't you know I'm considered a high-value workforce!”
-So what? You think that makes me a low-value workforce?
Not just any blithering idiot, Lee Hyeon-Su was an unreasonable blithering idiot!
Jo Gyu-Min groaned loudly, prompting a conciliatory tone of voice to escape from the phone’s speaker.
-Come on, man. Help a brother out. I’m dying here. When I get back, I swear on my name to treat you to a super expensive meal!
“Hyung-nim! Did you know that, if we count all the promises you've made, you'll have to buy me food for one year straight, at least?!”
-I’m serious! I will treat you.
“...Fine. Fine! I’ll see what I can do, so try to get home in one piece, hyung-nim.”
-Great. See you later, then.
Jo Gyu-Min ended the call while slowly shaking his head. Even as he did so, a subtle grin was etched on his face.
‘Seriously now. He just can’t help himself, huh?’
Folks who caused several ruckuses in Korea had even exported themselves to England, of all places. And Jo Gyu-Min was rueful that he wasn’t there to witness all the shenanigans Kang Jin-Ho and Co. would get into.
“It’ll be hard to contend with their crazy streak... Ah, well.”
Jo Gyu-Min cackled quietly while leaving the Jaegyeong HQ’s rooftop.
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