NIS Agent Reincarnated as a Genius Actor - Chapter 185

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Episode 185. Building a Position

 

After a day passed, more articles with the same tone began to appear, and netizen reactions to them increased as well.

 

 

 

– 자축인묘진샤오미(ckrwk***) :

 

Haha, I see that from the article. In the end, isn’t it just doing business targeting fans?

 

└ 모르는개산책(rkddk***) :

 

Even if it’s fan business, what’s the problem? I think fan meetings and stuff like that are all originally like that

 

└ 뚱인데요(wkdwo***) :

 

Agreed. Actors just sing a song or something and charge over 100,000 won for tickets. But I heard this one is 10,000 won?

 

 

 

– 그대내게햄버걸주는사람(rjwuwn***) :

 

If you write only negative comments, the fangirls swarm in and throw up a bloody shield lol The fandom is pretty intense

 

└ 소라과자(thfk98***) :

 

No, I’m not putting up shields. I’m someone who saw that performance and I’m not even a fan of either of them, but the performance was fun

 

└ 그대내게햄버걸주는사람(rjwuwn***) :

 

Sure sure, whatever you say

 

 

 

The more such articles came out, the darker Kim Ju-hyeong’s face became.

 

 

 

“Sigh… I shouldn’t have done interviews and stuff like that.”

 

 

 

But whenever Kim Ju-hyeong worried like this, Yeon-woo kept saying it was actually good, and Jin Yu-han wasn’t interested at all.

 

 

 

They finished their first performance on Sunday and the article was posted on Monday.

 

And on Tuesday, rebuttal articles began to appear.

 

 

 

– [Movie Fact] Is Ryu Yeon-woo and Jin Yu-han’s play really fan business? By Reporter Oh Seung-hwan

 

 

 

There are many speculations that the revenue Ryu Yeon-woo earns from 「White Blood」 alone will exceed 10 billion won per year.

 

 

 

Despite being an actor who boasts such top-tier fees, the number of advertisements he has filmed since debut is so few you can count them on one hand.

 

Since his debut, he has received love calls from countless advertising officials, but has rejected most of them, causing his value to skyrocket…

 

 

 

(Omitted)

 

 

 

However, our reporter has obtained surprising news.

 

 

 

According to information received from the Korea Childhood Leukemia Foundation (Representative Lee Kyung-ran), Saebyeol Theater Troupe (Representative Ryu Yeon-woo) has agreed to donate all profits generated from performances to the foundation.

 

 

 

Separately, they received news that they received a donation of 100 million won from actor Ryu Yeon-woo on the 13th of last month.

 

 

 

On the other hand, the total monthly sales of the play 「Mirror」 being performed in a small theater with 150 seats is estimated to be less than even 30 million won.

 

This is gross sales, not net profit.

 

 

 

As explained earlier, should actor Ryu Yeon-woo, who receives fees worth billions for a single advertisement shoot, have to endure controversy called so-called ‘fan business’?

 

 

 

This publication believes that we should raise our voices of self-reflection on whether such maliciously slanderous articles might hinder the domestic donation culture.

 

 

 

“Kuhaha. It’s a masterpiece.”

 

 

 

Looking at the article he wrote, Reporter Oh Seung-hwan proudly patted his slightly protruding belly.

 

From behind him, a low voice was heard.

 

 

 

“Manager Oh.”

 

 

 

Oh Seung-hwan turned around and quickly stood up.

 

 

 

“Yes, yes. President.”

 

“This article was very good. Manager Oh has been in that position for quite a while now, hasn’t he?”

 

 

 

Oh Seung-hwan sensed something and bowed his head even lower.

 

 

 

“I am always doing my best in the work given to me.”

 

“You can look forward to good news at the next personnel review. The Jeon Ki-hoon drug case last time too, and I know well that Manager Oh is working hard.”

 

 

 

Manager Oh’s mouth, with his head bowed, stretched to his ears.

 

 

 

“Yes! I will work hard!”

 

 

 

When the president left, Oh Seung-hwan took out his smartphone and opened the secure messenger app with the mysterious informant who had been helping him since last time.

 

 

 

And he sent an emoticon of himself lying flat on the ground bowing.

 

 

 

– Reporter Oh Seung-hwan : Thanks to you, I was able to write a good article. Thank you so much every time.

 

 

 

Meanwhile, on the other side of that messenger, Han Hae-woon, who received Oh Seung-hwan’s message, chuckled.

 

 

 

Tap tap tap─.

 

 

 

– Anonymous A : I hope our relationship continues like this in the future.

 

– Reporter Oh Seung-hwan : Yes! Of course! This Oh Seung-hwan will devote his loyalty!

 

 

 

***

 

 

 

After Oh Seung-hwan’s article was posted and the facts were revealed, the critical public opinion shifted to News7 and Reporter Noh Se-jun, who had published the original article.

 

 

 

Originally, netizens cry out for justice, but they’re no different from hyenas who have tasted blood looking for the next victim.

 

 

 

With the justification of implementing justice added, there was no hesitation in their biting teeth.

 

They began to dig up and chew, tear, and taste all the articles that Reporter Noh Se-jun had published in the past.

 

 

 

And at that time, the theater troupe members gathered in the basement of the theater to prepare for the second performance.

 

 

 

“See? Ju-hyeong. I told you there’s no need to worry? I’ve never seen anyone who touched Yeon-woo and survived.”

 

 

 

Woo Seong-sik laughed while patting Kim Ju-hyeong’s back.

 

 

 

“Still, I felt like I caused harm, so I’ve been dying for two days…”

 

 

 

At Kim Ju-hyeong’s words, Yeon-woo smiled brightly.

 

 

 

“Don’t worry. Thanks to that, I became a donation angel.”

 

 

 

Rather than having a good heart that didn’t want to publicize good deeds, it was a donation made for the purpose of handling future funding sources and tax-related issues.

 

 

 

But thanks to the hard-working unscrupulous reporters, I was able to naturally publicize my good deeds using reporter Oh Seung-hwan, so it was killing two birds with one stone.

 

 

 

‘Come to think of it, that Oh Seung-hwan originally caught my attention when he was doing the same thing when 「Master Plan」 was released.’

 

 

 

Then the sound of someone coming down the stairs of the small theater could be heard.

 

 

 

“Ah, more reporters? I put up a no entry sign.”

 

 

 

But it wasn’t a reporter who came in.

 

 

 

“Delivery here. Is this 「Saebyeol Theater Troupe」?”

 

 

 

Then Ha Jae-hoon, who was nearby, walked over.

 

 

 

“Yes. That’s right.”

 

“I’ll leave it here on the stairs and go.”

 

 

 

When the delivery driver went up, Jae-hoon checked the package left on the stairs.

 

 

 

“What’s this? It’s huge.”

 

 

 

At Jae-hoon’s words, Yeon-woo clapped his hands.

 

 

 

“Ah! I think it’s mine. It came quickly.”

 

“Huh? What kind of delivery did you send here? It’s about the size of a large TV.”

 

 

 

Then Yeon-woo grinned.

 

 

 

“Let’s open it. You’ll know when you see it.”

 

 

 

***

 

 

 

The next day at the 「Ichaseon Theater Troupe」 office in Daehangno, Byeon Woo-jun, who had dyed his hair yellow, was hanging his head low.

 

 

 

“What are you going to do about this. Huh?”

 

“···I’m sorry.”

 

“Do you have anything to be sorry to me about? You’re the one who’s embarrassed. I sent you to spy and you got photographed with a goofy face? Tsk tsk.”

 

 

 

When the senior who looked Woo-jun up and down clicked his tongue and left, he raised his head that had been lowered.

 

 

 

“This damn···. What the hell did they do to make that crazy bastard nag me like this from morning?”

 

 

 

Woo-jun left the theater company and ran to the secluded alley where 「Saebyeol Theater Troupe」 was located.

 

Originally it was a dead commercial district with no foot traffic, but after Ryu Yeon-woo came in, it became a hot photo spot.

 

 

 

He could see people crowding in the distance.

 

 

 

As Woo-jun approached, he heard the voices of high school students.

 

 

 

“Hey. Isn’t this fucking brutal?”

 

“He’s being humiliated just by standing there.”

 

 

 

When he pushed through the crowded people, various photos were hung along the stairs going down from the sign that read 「Saebyeol Theater Troupe」.

 

 

 

It was an exhibition of photos of customers who visited the theater company, which was common in other theater companies too, so it wasn’t particularly unusual.

 

 

 

However, the problem was the photo hanging at the very front.

 

 

 

The photo, printed as large as a big TV, had Byeon Woo-jun in the center with a goofy expression and yellow-dyed hair smiling, with Ryu Yeon-woo and Jin Yu-han on either side of him, pressed so close together that their faces were almost touching, which was noticeably more intimate compared to other photos.

 

 

 

“I heard the person in the middle is also an actor performing at a theater company around here.”

 

“Really? The difference in looks is seriously harsh. I guess not all actors are handsome.”

 

 

 

Woo-jun recalled the day he took the photo.

 

 

 

– Ah, would it be okay if we hang a small version of the good photos we took together at the entrance as our memories? If you’re in an affair, please tip off this friend here in advance.

 

 

 

Everyone laughed at Yeon-woo’s joke.

 

 

 

Since this was common at Daehangno theater companies, everyone except a few audience members readily agreed.

 

 

 

– Shouldn’t we ask to be excluded too?

 

 

 

When his friend said this from behind, Woo-jun chuckled.

 

 

 

– Hey. Do you think I’m new to Daehangno? It’s definitely only women in their 20s or couples. They absolutely won’t hang anything else.

 

 

 

But that wasn’t the case.

 

 

 

They weren’t women in their 20s, and they weren’t a couple either.

 

Why on earth did they hang up a photo of just him, a single man?

 

It wasn’t even small. It was as big as a door panel.

 

 

 

Then the voice of a passerby stuck in Woo-jun’s ears again.

 

 

 

“Wow, he had the courage to get in between those two and take a photo. What a squid.”

 

 

 

Woo-jun’s face turned bright red as if it would burst, and he ran over, grabbed his large photo, and struggled as he went down to the basement.

 

 

 

“Excuse me!”

 

 

 

Kim Jun-su greeted Woo-jun who came down huffing and puffing.

 

 

 

“What brings you here? It says no outsiders allowed.”

 

“This photo!”

 

“Ah, so you were that audience member. You agreed that we could use it for taking photos.”

 

 

 

Then Byeon Woo-jun angrily pointed at the photograph.

 

 

 

“You never said it would be this big!”

 

“Ah, well. The photo came out so well. You’re quite handsome, sir.”

 

 

 

At Kim Jun-su’s words spoken with a bright smile, Byeon Woo-jun’s face turned bright red.

 

 

 

“No! Anyone can see it’s a squi…”

 

 

 

Byeon Woo-jun started to speak but realized it would only be self-deprecation, so he glared at Kim Jun-su with fierce eyes.

 

 

 

“Anyway, take this down right now!”

 

“You already took it down. You can keep it as a memento. I’ll give it to you as a gift.”

 

“I don’t need it!”

 

 

 

After throwing it on the floor, Byeon Woo-jun went up the stairs but came back down again.

 

 

 

‘Damn it! If I don’t take this, who knows what these bastards will do with it.’

 

 

 

Then he opened the door again, grabbed the photograph, and ran away.

 

 

 

At that moment, Kim Jun-su’s voice echoed through the stairwell from behind.

 

 

 

“Don’t throw it on the ground this time!”

 

 

 

Watching the spot where the yellow-haired man had left, Kim Jun-su shook his head.

 

 

 

“Using even his own face as a weapon. Yeon-woo really has a creative way of screwing people over. Phew. I’m glad he’s a friend and not an enemy.”

 

 

 

Kim Jun-su shuddered.

 

 

 

What good would taking that photograph do? It was already permanently archived on the internet.

 

 

 

***

 

 

 

Meanwhile, at that time, Han Hae-woon had completed the acquisition of the Chinese restaurant building behind Mokwha Building under Teren Williams’ identity, and called the three agents who were supposed to join him into the building.

 

 

 

Han Hae-woon gave instructions to the agents he met on the 5th floor of the still-vacant building.

 

 

 

“From now on, we’ll use this place as our operations headquarters. If you go over there, there’s a secret passage connected to the back building. So for security reasons, we can’t entrust the work to outside contractors, and we need to set it up ourselves to look proper.”

 

 

 

The agents grinned at Han Hae-woon’s words.

 

 

 

“That’s a piece of cake, isn’t it? We can build a position with our bare hands in just one day.”

 

 

 

Then Han Hae-woon nodded and distributed work gloves.

 

 

 

“Alright, let’s start the manual labor.”

 

 

 

And he began taking out all kinds of tools from his bag.

 

 

 

“Hm? How did you get so many tools out of that small bag…”

 

“Do we have time for idle chatter?”

 

“No sir! We’ll get moving right now!”

 

 

 

And so Mokwha Building began to be converted into a true forward base.

 

 

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