NIS Agent Reincarnated as a Genius Actor - Chapter 74
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Episode 74. Movie “Master Plan” (1)
The movie began in Kwak Ji-cheol’s Company President’s Office.
Kwak Ji-cheol tapped the Table and opened his mouth with a displeased expression.
“No, sir. It’s not like I did anything wrong, and didn’t I tell you from last month? That we needed to reinforce that area.”
“I really put in a generous amount. You won’t be disappointed. Still, you can rest for a while and come back when things quiet down. I know Team Leader Kwak’s abilities better than anyone. Right?”
The president placed a Document Envelope in front of Kwak Ji-cheol, who was taking responsibility for the company’s mistake.
The Screen transitioned to a scene of a Car Trunk being slammed shut simultaneously with the Document Envelope falling on the Table.
Thud—!
The sudden sound made the audience flinch.
“Who is it? Did someone ding my car?”
“It’s the Car Trunk. The Car Trunk.”
Kwak Ji-cheol’s sturdy forearms appeared in the Frame along with a scene of a neighboring car owner getting out in the Apartment Parking Lot.
The extra playing the neighboring car owner opened his car door, but upon seeing Kwak Ji-cheol’s imposing build, he bowed his head and got back into his car, causing laughter to erupt from the Audience Seats.
“Honey, what’s going on at this hour?”
Kwak Ji-cheol’s Wife opened the door and helped him with the Document Envelope and Items.
“Well, that’s how it turned out. I need to lie down for a bit.”
Kwak Ji-cheol took off his shoes and entered the House, then sat in front of a fan wearing only underwear, looking like a layabout while rambling explanations to his wife.
“Why should you take responsibility for that? Those people really make no sense.”
“When they tell you to take the fall, you have to take the fall. What else can you do?”
“Forget it, honey. You don’t need to go back to a Company like that. Just take this opportunity to rest. Didn’t they give you a lot of severance pay?”
His wife sneakily opened the Document Envelope that Kwak Ji-cheol had brought in.
“Oh, the severance pay goes into the account. Those are Resignation Documents.”
“Ah, is that so?”
After that, edited scenes showed him living like a layabout, sitting on the Sofa scratching his belly, and hunched over at the Computer playing computer games despite his large build.
Small chuckles erupted from the Audience Seats, and then the atmosphere reversed as tense music played and the doorbell rang at Kwak Ji-cheol’s House.
“Yes, who is it?”
– Mr. Kwak Ji-cheol? We came to make a request.
“I am Kwak Ji-cheol, but I’m not someone who takes requests or anything like that.”
– If you could open the door for a moment, we’ll come in and explain the business, boss.
“Who is it, honey?”
“I don’t know, they’re talking about some business. Are they door-to-door salesmen?”
Jung Su-yeon, who was watching the movie, unconsciously clenched her hands.
‘No! Don’t open it.’
Looking at the cliché, the moment you open the door during such tension, don’t you usually get into trouble?
Sure enough, when he casually opened the front door, three thugs in black suits pushed their way in.
“Oh, hello there, Boss Kwak Ji-cheol.”
As the three men entered the House, Kwak Ji-cheol naturally became wary and defensive.
“Who are you? Since you said business talk, let’s go outside and discuss it.”
As Kwak Ji-cheol tried to lead the men outside, the suited men pushed their way in regardless.
“Boss Kwak, you’ve done quite a nice job with the interior. I couldn’t tell from outside since it’s an old Apartment.”
The men in black suits took off their shoes and entered the House regardless, and Kwak Ji-cheol followed them in and roughly grabbed one’s shoulder.
“Who are you to just barge into someone else’s House? Get out quickly. Honey, call the Police.”
“Hey now. We could become business partners, so let’s keep things friendly, boss.”
“Kyaak!”
One of the thugs approached Kwak Ji-cheol’s Wife and snatched away her Mobile Phone.
“Hey! What are you doing!”
“If you just accept one simple request, we can all save face, Boss Kwak.”
The gangster pulled out a document from his briefcase and handed it over.
Kwak Ji-cheol took the document and said.
“Back away from my wife and return her Mobile Phone. Then I’ll at least read it.”
“Young-sik, give it back.”
“Yes, Big Brother.”
After his wife got her Mobile Phone back and the thugs stepped back, Kwak Ji-cheol read the request written on the paper.
“This is an Illegal Gambling Program, isn’t it?”
“But boss, you’ve been speaking quite curtly since earlier. That’s right. Illegal gambling. To design a program like this, there aren’t many people in Korea besides Boss Kwak, are there?”
“…If I make something like this, my career will be completely ruined too. How can I make it for you?”
“From what I hear, your career is already destroyed. You can just make it quietly. Why does a man have so many worries?”
Looking at the expressions of the men behind him, Kwak Ji-cheol could see they had come with firm resolve.
If he refused here and now, they looked ready to use any means necessary.
“I understand. I get it for now, so come back tomorrow. I also need time to think it over and make a decision.”
“Then I’ll take that as a yes and come back tomorrow. If you get any strange ideas…”
The gangster looked at the wife behind Kwak Ji-cheol and smirked.
“You’ll regret it for the rest of your life, President Kwak. Fists are closer than you think, and the law is far away.”
With that, the gangsters retreated, and Kwak Ji-cheol immediately reported to the police and tried to get help.
“So what you’re saying is that those people entered your house without permission. Is that what you’re telling me? That’s illegal trespassing.”
“No, that’s not the important part. They threatened to harm us if I don’t make an illegal gambling program!”
The police officer, who seemed completely stuck in routine, sighed and held out a piece of paper.
“But that hasn’t happened yet, has it? We’ll strengthen patrols around this area and investigate the people you mentioned, so please calm down. For now, would you fill out this statement?”
That night, somehow knowing where to find him, the gangsters came to his house again and tormented him. Kwak Ji-cheol, who cherished his family above all else, tried to resist, but with fighting skills that didn’t match his build, he only got beaten up.
“President Kwak, you bastard. Didn’t you hear what I said about fists being closer than the law?”
Kyaak-!
When the gangster roughly grabbed the hair of his wife and daughter beside him, screams erupted, and Kwak Ji-cheol staggered to his feet with his beaten body and tried to rush at them again.
“Ha, he doesn’t understand and just makes things tiresome. Hey, let them go.”
Following orders, the subordinates released their hair, and the wife and daughter ran to Kwak Ji-cheol.
“You’ve experienced it today, so you understand. It’s better for everyone if we just resolve this nicely. Got it? We’ll come again tomorrow.”
After they left the house, the home became quiet.
The premiere hall watching the movie also became quiet, with only the sound of audience members gulping audibly.
After the gangsters left the house in chaos, Kwak Ji-cheol hardened his expression and put his wife and daughter in the car.
Kwak Ji-cheol quickly drove to his wife’s family home in Busan and hid his wife and daughter there.
“I’ll somehow resolve this, so stay here and don’t move.”
“What if Father gets hurt?”
“Father’s friend Han-seong is a lawyer. I called him earlier and he said we can get police protection, so it’ll be fine. Don’t worry and wait here.”
After that, Kwak Ji-cheol took the elevator, leaving his worried family behind.
In the next scene, the elevator that opens is not at his wife’s family home, but at the courthouse.
“Hey Han-seong, is this really how it ends? That person isn’t even one of the gangsters who came that time!”
“Those bastards are so good at cutting off tails, they seem to have decided to sacrifice a small fry. At least he got some prison time since it wasn’t his first offense. He almost got probation.”
Kwak Ji-cheol felt hopeless thinking about the other organization members who had glared at him in front of the courtroom.
“Han-seong, let me ride in your back seat.”
“Aren’t you taking your car?”
“The guys waiting in front will follow my car.”
“Sigh, alright. Sorry I couldn’t be more help.”
Kwak Ji-cheol lay down in the back seat of his lawyer friend’s car and escaped the court while avoiding the watching eyes.
Hanyoung Daily reporter Joo Yeo-ul had a question arise in her mind while watching the movie.
‘They definitely said Ryu Yeon-woo was also a lead actor… It seems like nearly 30 minutes of runtime have passed, so why hasn’t he appeared yet?’
Then came a scene where Kwak Ji-cheol hid in an old inn on the outskirts and made a request through dark channels, and only after quite some time since the movie started did Ryu Yeon-woo finally appear on screen.
Ooh─.
He had merely appeared on screen, but a murmur passed through the audience seats.
The close-up shot capturing only Yeon-woo’s face filled the screen to an overwhelming degree.
And that face was not the somewhat gentle image of Ryu Yeon-woo seen in previous works or at official events.
Along with tension-building music, Ryu Yeon-woo appeared in the Italian Mafia’s stronghold, sitting with his legs crossed elegantly, one corner of his mouth raised in a smile that was not just evil but somehow frightening. His appearance as ‘Pierre Choi’ himself overwhelmed the audience seats with charisma.
‘…This is insane.’
Reporter Joo Yeo-ul, who attended premieres professionally and watched countless movies, tried to recall if there had been such an impactful entrance scene among the movies she’d seen this year.
‘There wasn’t.’
Joo Yeo-ul racked her brain trying to decide on an article title while watching the movie.
‘What should I call this? Legendary entrance direction? Visual explosion?’
Then came Pierre Choi’s dialogue in perfect Italian pronunciation.
Korean subtitles appeared below.
– I’m going to use the restroom.
Pierre Choi’s expression was captured in slow motion as he walked past the mafia members, changing dynamically with each step.
From an evil smile with only one corner of his mouth raised to a gentle smile.
From a gentle smile to a mischievous face again – Pierre Choi’s ever-changing appearance.
Then Pierre Choi picked up the phone and made a call somewhere.
“Oh, President Kim. Yeah. What’s the problem? Dealing with these foreigners? It’s a piece of cake. So make sure you prepare what we agreed on.”
Then he continued with a voice dripping with intensity.
“Otherwise, you’ll see hell.”
Reporter Joo Yeo-ul watched Ryu Yeon-woo on the screen, overwhelmed by his charisma and momentarily forgetting to breathe and swallow.
‘Was he always such a charismatic actor…?’
Ryu Yeon-woo on the screen was Pierre Choi himself.
“I take everything I have. And I only take interesting requests. If the next request wasn’t President Kim…, that would be nice, wouldn’t it?”
The chilling sight of Ryu Yeon-woo on screen curling up only one corner of his mouth showed his expression perfectly divided left and right—half looked like an innocent troublemaker, while the other half looked like a demon.
Pierre Choi’s overwhelming appearance reminded one of Janus’s face.
Joo Yeo-ul got goosebumps watching the actor Ryu Yeon-woo freely manipulate even those handsome features, completely conveying the character of Pierre Choi through the screen with just a single expression.
‘…This isn’t about entrance direction or visuals. It’s just that actor’s acting ability.’
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