“If you’re coming to New York, shouldn’t you look for me first? I’m upset. Upset.” Kim Seokjung greeted Hyeonu just like he did in Arena, smiling brightly while saying he was upset.
This was the first time they were meeting in real life, but it didn’t matter to Kim Seokjung. It was only important that he meet his cherished brother, Hyeonu, in person. Thanks to Kim Seokjung’s attitude, Hyeonu was able to treat him as comfortably as he did in Arena. “I was going to see you at the party tomorrow.”
“Hehe. I wanted to meet you even one day earlier. You are so unfriendly... Shall we go for some food? Are you hungry, little brother?” Kim Seokung said.
In reality, Kim Seokjung was surprisingly fluent in both English and Korean. The problem was that, perhaps due to Jamie’s presence, he mixed the two languages together.
“I haven’t eaten today. What about Jamie and Kale? Isn’t it time to eat?” Hyeonu agreed with Kim Seokjung.
When he heard Kim Seokjung’s words, Hyeonu realized he’d had nothing to eat today, and once he realized it, he started to get hungry.
“I’m fine with that,” Kale said. For him, everything that Hyeonu said was fine. Kale was also hungry anyway.
“Yes, I’m also okay.” Jamie’s expression was overwhelmed. He glared at Kim Seokjung and barely managed to answer Hyeonu.
Kim Seokjung didn’t care about Jamie at all. His attention was solely focused on Hyeonu. “Then let’s go. Little brother, I’ll take you to a cheap place.”
***
Bill Knight, Nike’s president, practiced laughing while holding his smartphone in his hand. “Hahahaha!”
It was a laugh that would make any listener feel bad, but Bill Knight didn’t care. That was because this was his intention. Soon, a call arrived on Bill Knight’s smartphone.
-What’s going on? Do you have something to say to me this time?
The person on the other end of the phone was Lohan Dassler, president of Adidas and Bill Knight’s eternal rival. Lohan Dassler found it strange that Bill Knight had called out of the blue and was curious about the reason for it.
“Do you know that we’re having a party tomorrow?”
-How can I not know... It is exactly 15 days apart from my party, Lohan Dassler said, with his voice subsiding.
Adidas had already held this year’s party. The result was terrible. There were no aspects of it that had gone better than at last year’s party. Instead, there were reports of a decline in influence because Kowloon didn’t participate.
“You must know that Alley Leader is coming. New World is also coming. There are two celebrities participating.”
-Jin Sijong? That money ghost is going? Why? Lohan Dassler asked sincerely.
Why? Why was that money ghost, Jin Sijong, going to Nike’s party when he never went anywhere? It didn’t make sense.
-Are you calling me to show off?
“Of course not. This is just an appetizer.”
-I’m hanging up. Lohan Dassler tried to end the call. He would not have hung on if it wasn’t for Bill Knight’s words that followed.
“Liu Shei is also coming to the party tomorrow. The reason is simple. Kowloon has a contract with us. Kowloon kicked away Adidas and signed a contract with Nike. How good is this? Hahahaha!”
Bill Knight showed off the laughter he had practiced and declared something before ending the call. “Sooner or later, Nike will trample on Adidas and take the trophy. This year is something to look forward to.”
-Bill!
Bill Knight laughed at Lohan Dassler and ended the call. Then he glanced at Beaverton outside the window.
“Alley Leader... I want to meet him myself.”
If they met, he wanted to thank Alley Leader. He wanted to repay Alley Leader for allowing him to deal two straight blows to Lohan Dassler.
***
Inside the hotel, there was a crowd of reporters filming the streamers, celebrities, and entrepreneurs participating in Nike’s party.
“Liu Shei! Kowloon’s master!”
The space was filled with white flashes once Liu Shei appeared.
‘Smile, smile. Photos are forever.’ Liu Shei was annoyed by the excessive camera flashes, but he maintained his smile using his thorough service-focused mindset.
“Now, let me pass by. There are other people behind me.” Liu Shei, who stood on the photo line for a long time while getting tortured by the reporters’ questions, hurriedly moved on after offering up the people behind him as sacrifices.
None of the people participating in the party were unknown, but few could take away attention from Liu Shei. However, the man and woman who appeared next were enough to catch people’s interest.
“Reina! Reina, the captain of the Warriors!”
“Why is Reina here?”
“There is also Mascherano.”
Reina, who was the ace of the New York Warriors, and Mascherano, the pride of Red Bull America, had appeared at Nike’s party. Reporters pressed their camera buttons even faster than when they saw Liu Shei. The appearance of these two people was too shocking.
“Don’t they have Adidas’ sponsorship? Why are they here?”
“Adidas sponsors the team. They don’t sponsor the players personally.”
Adidas was the main sponsor for both New York Warriors and Red Bull America. It was just that Adidas wasn’t their personal sponsor, and they didn’t have a management contract with Adidas or Nike. Therefore, it was possible to come to such a party as long as they sought agreement with their teams in advance.
“Reina! Can this be interpreted as your intention to enter into a management contract with Nike?”
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