Real Man

Chapter 141:

Chapter 141

Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.

Yoo-hyun smiled slightly at the sound of Park Seungwoo’s loud heartbeat next to him.

His body was trembling, but his eyes were alive.

He looked nervous enough to faint, but he didn’t lower his head.

He even met Shin Myungho’s vice-chairman’s gaze without flinching.

‘Nice.’

Yoo-hyun cheered inwardly.

Park Seungwoo always seemed nervous, but he became calm when he faced people.

Just like now.

He finally opened his mouth with a tense expression.

“I’m Park Seungwoo, from the LCD business unit. As Senior Jang Hyemin said, there are some constraints, but I think it’s possible if we set an aggressive schedule.”

“Gasp.”

The mobile group director Ahn Junhong’s mouth opened wide at Park Seungwoo’s defiant words.

The expressions of the mobile group people on the other side of the video system server were obvious.

“How are you going to prepare the phones, let alone the LCD panels? Is that a realistic schedule?”

“We couldn’t get any support from the next-generation product development team. Even if we all work on it, that schedule is impossible.”

“Are you saying that you can make phones with just LCD panels?”

The people from the phone business unit here were reacting so strongly, what about them?

Yoo-hyun put his hand on Park Seungwoo’s trembling back.

Then he winked at him and whispered.

“You can do it.”

“Of course… I can.”

He nodded his head and spoke with determination.

“We didn’t get any support, but we think we can do it. We used the Hansung Mobile Open Platform, HMOP, to create a mockup. With this…”

Seeing is believing.

Shall we knock down the last domino?

Yoo-hyun blinked and got up from his seat.

He walked forward, leaving Park Seungwoo’s words behind.

The eyes of the people turned to Yoo-hyun one by one, but no one stopped him.

They couldn’t understand why he was moving in the middle of this.

Soon they realized that Yoo-hyun was heading towards Shin Myungho, the vice-chairman, and Hyun Kijung, the vice-president, who was next to him, gasped.

“What… are you doing?”

Clang.

But Yoo-hyun was faster.

He opened the metal case in front of Shin Myungho with a graceful gesture.

At the same time, he pressed the button on the corner of the metal case, and seven phone mockups of different colors on the red velvet emitted a dazzling light.

Yoo-hyun spoke in a clear voice.

“This is the mockup we prepared.”

“Vice-chairman, vice-president, you’ll see why I recommended it once you take a look.”

Senior Jang Hyemin chimed in at the right timing.

The executives were startled and tried to stop him, but it was too late.

A white mockup was already placed on Shin Myungho’s hand.

On the screen, a cute rabbit-shaped character moved its ears, and the icons shook their bodies as if they wanted to be touched.

“…”

He touched the mockup without a word, and no one could interrupt him.

It was a hit.

Yoo-hyun saw Shin Myungho’s pupils narrow and knew.

He had a hunch that the final picture was completed.

He had spent months making this mockup for this moment.

He didn’t just work hard.

He made it to match the ‘reason’ why he suddenly came to the performance report meeting.

This mockup must have felt like a lifeline to him.

He could guess his inner thoughts by looking at his quickening pulse.

He was a proud man.

Yoo-hyun took out a mockup and handed it to Hyun Kijung, the vice-president, who was next to him.

What would he choose?

Yoo-hyun was testing his qualifications, just like Shin Myungho was testing him.

‘What is this.’

Hyun Kijung, who had no idea of Yoo-hyun’s thoughts, was surprised as he touched the mockup.

The resolution was relatively low, and the specs were inferior, but honestly, it didn’t bother his eyes.

It felt good to touch the cute thing.

‘If the touch panel price is this much…’

As mentioned in the report, if they used the existing chips to run it, and the software was already using Hansung’s stuff?

Hyun Kijung was not a designer or a developer.

He was the leader of the phone business unit, and he had to make a profit for the company.

From his perspective as a businessman, the mockup he was touching was a ‘viable’ product.

“What do you think, vice-president?”

Shin Myungho asked him, and Hyun Kijung swallowed his saliva.

He knew he was being tested.

He revealed his honest opinion.

“It looks like a viable product.”

“Really? Any other opinions?”

Shin Myungho turned his head, and the development center director, who had been on edge, nudged the next-generation product manager next to him.

And the next-generation product manager grabbed the wrist of the next-generation product team leader, who had refused to support the idea mockup.

He meant to fix it somehow.

“Theoretically… it’s possible. But, the LCD panel supply schedule is not certain, and we have a lot to work on our side.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes… but we’ll try.”

The next-generation product team leader spat out a crawling voice under the pressure.

Hyun Kijung didn’t miss the frown on Shin Myungho’s forehead.

He had some sense.

“We’ll make it happen no matter what. That’s our job, isn’t it?”

“Hmm.”

He knew he had to step up when he had to.

‘Not bad.’

Yoo-hyun nodded inwardly.

Then Shin Myungho’s lips curled up for the first time.

Everyone’s faces were shocked at that moment.

Shin Myungho ordered.

“Director Jung, show what you prepared.”

“Yes.”

A report appeared on the screen.

It was about the full-touch phone ‘Haptic’ that Ilsung Electronics was secretly preparing.

A sleek phone with a cool screen popped up on the screen.

Below it, the specs and information were listed.

The most eye-catching thing was the expected release price.

It was definitely cheaper than the channel phone.

It was enough to make the customers move.

Below that, the release plans for each country were displayed.

The domestic release date was the first half of next year, and the first place to reveal it was the upcoming European exhibition.

The schedule was right around the corner.

The meaning of this report was clear.

What have you been doing while Ilsung Electronics was preparing like this?

“…”

Yoo-hyun looked at the silent people and filled in the blank puzzle piece that he didn’t know because he hadn’t attended before.

He now knew for sure why Shin Myungho, the vice-chairman, had ordered to scrap everything.

How frustrated he must have been.

It was obvious that Ilsung Electronics was moving forward, but everyone was clueless and wasting their time.

Shin Myungho was not a person with a special sense of the future industry.

But he was a person who could never lose to Ilsung Electronics.

That was why he was looking at the faces of the people here with a scary look.

His eyes were dividing the people who should be saved and those who shouldn’t.

Yoo-hyun quietly returned to his seat and watched the situation unfold.

The fallen dominoes were ready to complete the picture.

“What do you think? Ilsung Electronics is preparing like this, what do you say? No?”

“That’s…”

“You’re so frustrating. What are you doing here? How can you not know what’s ahead of you? One inch ahead. How can you expect a decent product in this atmosphere?”

“We’re sorry.”

Shin Myungho, who had held his tongue, scolded the people in the meeting room with an angry voice, as if it was for now.

“Don’t you know we’re at war? What do you do by shouting innovation every day?”

“…”

“Why can’t you do it? Why can’t you do it? If that’s the case, just take off your clothes and go home. Ilsung can do it, why can’t we?”

“…”

And his scolding reached its climax when Shin Myungho’s voice lowered.

“Cheon, executive director.”

“Yes, vice-chairman.”

“You tell me yourself. Ilsung has already done everything, why do we have so much to fix and delay the schedule?”

“…We can do it. We’ll make it happen.”

The development center director said, and Shin Myungho pointed his index finger forward.

The meaning of this action was clear to everyone here.

“Really? You. You. The ones who said it wouldn’t work earlier.”

“Yes.”

“Say it again.”

The so-called executioners.

The ones who were pointed out here were meant to be ready to take off their clothes.

If the answer No came out again, there would be an outcry in this meeting room.

“We can do it. We didn’t read the atmosphere earlier.”

“We’re sorry.”

The next-generation product development manager and the development team leader bowed their heads so low that they hit the table.

The finger moved to the next.

“And LCD.”

“Yes.”

“Don’t you have much interest in supporting because you’re not in the same business unit? Is Nokia bigger?”

“No, no. I, I would never do that.”

The mobile group director’s face turned pale.

“Then why can’t you do it? Why do you overturn it even if you set the table? Do you just want us to beg Ilsung every time?”

“We’re sorry. We’ll meet the schedule.”

He even heard a thud as he bowed his head too low.

He couldn’t make the excuse that it was hard because the period was short compared to Ilsung Electronics.

It was because Park Seungwoo had shown that there was an alternative in the previous presentation.

‘Damn. How did I get this far…’

The mobile group director regretted his mouth endlessly as his legs trembled.

There was only one chance left, and he knew it.

He had to make it happen somehow.

The mobile group director’s head was spinning, but Shin Myungho’s finger kept moving.

The atmosphere in the meeting room became like thin ice.

And finally.

His finger, which had circled the entire meeting room, folded.

Right in front of the design center director.

Shin Myungho nodded his head once and lifted his lips slightly.

It meant that he acknowledged the design center director.

Of course, it included the premise that he would save him.

The design center director sighed with relief and glanced at Jang Hyemin, the senior.

-What if we backed off and the competitor suddenly came up with something?

He remembered the very gentle words she had said before.

As expected, she returned the favor when he trusted and left it to her.

He couldn’t be more proud.

He raised his eyebrows at her, who had a blunt expression.

Jang Hyemin was indifferent, but he was very happy.

In the quiet atmosphere, Shin Myungho called Hyun Kijung, the vice-president.

“Vice-president.”

“Yes, vice-chairman.”

“If you had kept talking nonsense until the end, I would have been very disappointed.”

“Yes. I know.”

Hyun Kijung, who was very nervous, turned pale.

Whether he did or not, Shin Myungho was still cold.

“Then you know what to do next, right?”

“Yes. Of course.”

Hyun Kijung nodded his head.

“Watch.”

“Trust me.”

Hyun Kijung said with all his strength.

Shin Myungho, who had been watching quietly, slowly got up from his seat.

Thump.

At the same time, everyone got up from their seats.

He walked among the people who bowed their heads and called Park Seungwoo.

“What’s your name?”

“I’m Park Seungwoo, from the LCD business unit.”

“Hmm, LCD… You’re a hundred times better than the people here.”

“Th, thank you.”

It might have been a blatant compliment, but it was a heavy word because it was Shin Myungho, the vice-chairman.

He personally signed ‘Park Seungwoo’ on the completed picture, which was priceless.