blueteamnovel Chapter 47 Sleeping with a Man Tonight
Chapter 47 Sleeping with a Man Tonight
Kim Soo-ho's home is in the western suburbs.
It's called a home, but it's really just a three-story building.
The first floor is his beloved car modification shop. The roller shutter door is open, and there are three cars parked inside, all covered with car covers.
The second floor was converted into four rooms.
The room includes a racing game room, a car model showroom, and a car culture room/chat room.
Yes, there are three rooms, all related to cars.
There's only one room where you can sleep.
"So we'll sleep in the same bed tonight."
Kim Soo-ho took two cans of beer from the refrigerator and tossed one to Lee Jung-il.
"Don't overthink it, that's not what I meant."
Li Zhengyi caught the beer and pulled the tab.
"Don't worry, even if all the women in the world disappeared, I wouldn't consider you."
"Damn it."
The two men sat in two racing seats in the car culture room.
The walls were covered with various license plates, steering wheels, racing team flags, and a huge map of the Nürburgring racetrack.
Kim Soo-ho took a sip of beer and stared at Lee Jung-yi for a while.
"I thought you were dead."
Li Zhengyi took a sip of beer.
"I won't die even if you turn to ashes."
"Then why have you disappeared for so many days? I can't reach you on the phone, you don't reply to messages, you don't go to the convenience store, and no one is home."
"I took care of some personal business."
Li Zheng placed a beer can on the armrest.
"I'll tell you the details later. I have an important meeting tomorrow."
Kim Soo-ho tilted his head and carefully examined Lee Jung-il's expression.
"Who are you meeting? Who could make you so serious, even a little nervous?"
Li Zhengyi remained silent for two seconds.
"My dad."
Kim Soo-ho's expression instantly changed from curiosity to understanding.
"Oh, then you should definitely be nervous."
Then he added another sentence.
"But your father... doesn't see you very often, does he?"
"So as long as I don't go home, the scene where I meet the BOSS won't be triggered."
Kim Soo-ho choked on his beer.
"Cough, cough, cough, you've even incorporated game mechanics into this."
Li Zhengyi ignored him and continued talking.
"Come with me somewhere tomorrow."
"Where to?"
"Weren't you looking for a job?"
Kim Soo-ho's expression immediately fell.
"You know I don't like going to work."
"Don't worry, it will be the kind of job you like, and you won't need to clock in."
Kim Soo-ho looked at him suspiciously.
"...Fine. I'm just killing time anyway."
the next morning.
Sunlight streamed in through the gaps in the curtains, falling directly on Li Zhengyi's face.
He turned over and found that there was no one next to him.
The roar of an engine could be heard from downstairs.
It was a sound like a wild animal snoring.
After a quick wash, Kim Soo-ho went downstairs and found his car already out of the garage.
A silver-gray Porsche.
The car's lines are as smooth as a drop of water, and the headlights are classic round lights. The overall feel of the car is completely different from the new sports cars on the street.
This car is old.
But the paint was so shiny you could see your reflection in it, there wasn't a single scratch on the wheels, and the leather interior was well-maintained with a warm, lustrous sheen.
"Get in the car."
Kim Soo-ho, wearing sunglasses, had one hand on the steering wheel and was smiling, revealing two rows of teeth.
Li Zhengyi walked around the car.
"Your car is cleaner than my rented apartment."
"Of course, a Porsche 911 Carrera 2, 1997 model, 3.6L air-cooled naturally aspirated. A seventeen-year-old car, seventeen years old."
Kim Soo-ho patted the steering wheel.
"How many 17-year-old cars have you seen that can be repaired like this?"
Li Zhengyi opened the car door and got in.
The seats offer excellent support, and the leather smell is mixed with a faint smell of engine oil.
The engine gave a low growl, and the car drove out of the yard.
"You can tell if someone truly loves cars by observing their attitude towards old cars."
Even in the car, Kim Soo-ho didn't forget to share his automotive philosophy.
Li Zheng nodded slightly, indicating his understanding.
But to be honest, he really didn't understand it.
For him, a car is just a means of transportation.
Four wheels, as long as it can run, that's fine.
But he could understand Kim Soo-ho's feelings for the car.
Once on the main road, Kim Soo-ho remembered to ask about the important matter.
"By the way, where exactly is the place you said you were going?"
"X Galaxy, a gaming company."
"A game company?"
Kim Soo-ho frowned.
"What are you going there for?"
"I am the boss behind that company."
Kim Soo-ho tilted the steering wheel slightly.
The car body made a small S-shape in the lane.
"you?"
"right."
"The mastermind behind it all?"
"right."
Kim Soo-ho was silent for a few seconds, then chuckled.
"Then, in what capacity should I go—as the 'driver of the mastermind'?"
"I've prepared everything for you."
Li Zhengyi took a business card out of his pocket and threw it on the center console.
The business card is simple and has the following printed on it:
[X Pagoda Investment]
Kim Soo-ho - East Asia Investment Advisor
Kim Soo-ho glanced at it quickly, his mouth twisting in disbelief.
"X Pagoda Investment, Pagoda means tower, tower investment, never heard of it, what kind of company is this?"
"X Galaxy's parent company."
"Is it yours too?"
"It's mine too."
Kim Soo-ho laughed until his whole body trembled.
"Li Zhengyi, you really know how to play the game."
"Forced into it."
Kim Soo-ho's smile faded.
"Honestly, if I were in your situation, I would have given up long ago. Being kicked out of the house, penniless, and treated like a human being by your whole family, the normal script would be to find a place to hide and drink alone for the rest of your life."
He paused.
"And you, you still want to fight back. One person, secretly plotting to defy the entire CJ Group. I wouldn't write it like this even if I were writing a novel."
"So you can't be an author."
Kim Soo-ho burst into laughter.
"Yeah, all I do is read novels and then comment, 'Why don't I write them myself?'"
The two looked at each other and smiled at the same time.
The car sped along Hanjiang Road.
Just before they arrived at the company, Lee Jung-il asked Kim Soo-ho to stop by the roadside for a moment.
He pulled a new set of clothes out of his backpack.
It wasn't one of those faded T-shirts you see at convenience stores; it was a dark gray casual suit, well-tailored and made of crisp fabric.
There was also a pair of non-prescription glasses with thin metal frames.
He changed in the car in five minutes.
Kim Soo-ho watched him change his clothes and clicked his tongue in amazement.
"I have to say, you really do look like a company director in that outfit."
"It's not just like it, it is today."
X Galaxy's office is located on the twelfth floor of an office building in Gangnam-gu.
It's not big, but it's decorated with great care.
The workstations are open-plan, with various game concept art hanging on the walls, and a billiards table and several arcade machines in the rest area.
The receptionist was taken aback when she saw Li Zhengyi, then quickly stood up.
"Director-nim! You've arrived!"
Li Zheng nodded and walked straight inside.
President Jeon Ji-an and Production Director Ahn Joon-hyuk were already waiting in the conference room.
President Quan was a chubby man in his early forties with a round face. He smiled like a Maitreya Buddha, but his eyes were very shrewd.
He has a peculiar habit: when he's nervous, he keeps wiping away sweat, and it doesn't help even if the air conditioning is set to a very low temperature.
Director An, on the other hand, was the complete opposite.
He was in his early thirties, tall and thin, wearing black-rimmed glasses, and his expression always had that "I'm contemplating life" look.
A ten-year veteran of the gaming industry, he has participated in the development of three online games, all of which failed miserably.
But when Li Zhengyi talked to him, he found that the man had a solid understanding of the game, but was just unlucky.
Fortunately, he had "luck".
We can just develop the games that will become wildly popular a year or two in advance.