Chapter 76

Chapter 76Special Research: Venice Entropy(8)

Yoon Yi-seol Lido Island beach

Beyond the fog clouds covering the sea, the sun was setting, casting a warm hue over everything.

Yoon Yi-seol walked along the beach filled with the sound of waves and turned to look at Jeong-woo, who was recording with his camcorder.

The moment had arrived.

From preparing the confession to execution, she had been thinking about this all day, following him around.

It wasnt easy.

For someone who carried the misfortune of wanting to kick the futon when feeling flustered, planning had been a battle.

It all started with the fake questionnaire she had prepared on the overnight train ride, pondering throughout the night. She had used all her broadcasting know-how to craft only the most convincing questions. All for this moment.

Shall I ask a question?

Yes.

Jeong-woo, flipping through his notebook, asked.

If you had an ideal type who wanted to walk in such a beautiful place together?

Yoon Yi-seol struggled to suppress the desire to shout Its you.

Someone who would turn your attention away from music altogether. Id like that person.

Is that all? Looks dont matter?

Id be satisfied if they looked as good as you, Mr. Manager. Do you think youre good-looking? Objectively speaking.

Jeong-woo chuckled and shook his head as if conceding to her, moving beyond the precarious territory of her spontaneous joke. As she threw the joke, Yoon Yi-seols expression became more serious, and she walked slowly along the beach.

Let me ask the next question. If you met such an ideal type, what would you do?

In the past, she had only lived with end-stage symptoms of timidness, but on the day she followed Jung-woo to the movie theater, she took a step of courage and let it go.

Today, the brave Yoon Yi-seol stood before him.

If I had a lover? Id sing songs, write music, and even write letters

Yoon Yi-seol took a step closer to Jeong-woo.

She had sung songs to her hearts content today. The song had practically been composed during her visit to Jeong-woos neighborhood, on the rooftop. And the letters, well, they were on the next page of that notebook.

[Ive fallen for you.]

Starting with those words.

Yoon Yi-seol took another step closer to Jeong-woo.

With his eyes glued to the camcorders screen, Jung-woo is focused on capturing her beautifully on film.

Yoon Yi-seol continued her monologue.

I will like you much, much more.

He was within arms reach. His always neatly combed hair was slightly tousled by the wind, making her want to fix it. If they became lovers, she could touch it to her hearts content.

What do you think, Mr. Manager?

I like it. Anyone would become a fan. This feels like an interview just for fans, right?

Yes.

Yeah. You know, I got so excited because I thought you were talking to me, haha.

I was talking to you.

Yes?

Its for that one fan who didnt know me two months ago.

Jeong-woo, who had been looking at the camcorder screen, suddenly raised his head.

Yoon Yi-seol met his gaze without turning away. She never wavered. She just had one more thing to say.

Will you read the next page?

Jeong-woo picked up the notebook and turned a page.

Yoon Yi-seol swallowed hard.

Just in case a strong gust of wind disturbed the atmosphere, or the notebook slipped from her hands, or maybe Jeong-woo suddenly went blind and couldnt read the letters. A thousand worries raced through her mind with each breath.

Uh Ive fallen for you

Jeong-woo stopped abruptly, surprised. After reading the confession-filled letter, he stopped the recording, holding the camcorder out with a serious look in his eyes.

What should I do? My heart feels like its going to burst.

Yoon Yi-seol felt like time had frozen.

Jeong-woo said he has a liking for me too. And Im not just an ordinary beauty. Have some confidence. No, wait! Maybe I should do a cheeky wink.

She kept having these random thoughts and ended up shaking her head. In the end, the answer could only be one of two.

Yes, or no.

But

Ugh.

Jeong-woo suddenly closed his eyes tightly.

She was eagerly waiting for his response, but the first word he uttered was Ugh, and his actions seemed to ignore her, leaving Yoon Yi-seol bewildered.

Ugh, not No or Yes. She had thought of all the possible answers overnight, but this one wasnt in the mix. How on earth should she interpret this?

Maybe if you feel pressured because Im a celebrity making a confession, you dont have to. Dont prepare your heart or anything like that. Just honestly express your feelings

No, Yi-seol.

No? You mean, no?

Yes. Thats right. Right now, my nerves are in pain.

Im nervous!

Not in the sense youre thinking.

Jeong-woo, who had his eyes closed, reached out and placed his hand on Yoon Yi-seols shoulder, patting her gently to calm her down as he spoke.

Lets take a moment to relax. Breathe.

But Im really calm, you know?

After blurting out those words, Yoon Yi-seol felt a little stung.

Im not saying youre not calm. Its me.

Sitting under a beach parasol, Yoon Yi-seol continued to gaze at Jeong-woo, who still had his eyes closed.

Is something hurting? Did something get in your eye?

Its not hurting.

But why arent you opening your eyes?

With a gentle smile, Jeong-woo replied.

Because when emotions intensify, I cant see clearly. Oh, Im not saying its Yi-seol fault. You know that, right?

They remained silent for a while, just gazing at the sea. The sky, nearing the end of twilight, had turned from orange to a deep red.

What have I done?

Yoon Yi-seol quietly reflected on the situation, and her cheeks flushed like the color of the twilight.

Why had her carefully planned confession turned into this? She should have waited a little longer, been more cautious.

Yi-seol, are you really in a relationship?

Oh, you-!

Startled by Yoon Yi-seols sudden urge to swear, Manager Ji was taken aback by what she said next.

Ill do it within 10 months!

Whats that supposed to mean? And what about Han Jeong-woo?

Yoon Yi-seol jumped up from under the blanket.

What about him?

He helped you with yesterdays Yi-seol TV, right? He did a great job, but he didnt even get a simple part-time job payment. Yi-seol, are you possibly an unscrupulous employer?

No, not at all!

Then treat him properly.

Yoon Yi-seol looked at Manager Ji and retorted.

Both the contract and treating him properly. Wont that make it look like Im clinging, will it?

I have no idea what youre talking about. Ill send the makeup staff up. The weather is clear today.

Han Jeong-woo Piazza Santa Lucia

As they were descending from the pier to go to the train station, there were people who blocked the way to Jeong-woo and Jeremy.

Stop.

A man with a prominently displayed gold watch on his wrist spoke up.

Professor Jeremy, are you returning home?

He approached, leading a group of burly men, and spoke English with a heavy German accent. Jeremy, taken aback by the sudden encirclement, had a concerned look on his face and began to tremble.

Jeong-woo, noticing that Tom, who had identified himself as a researcher from Lancess, was standing there, made a rough guess about their identity.

These guys still havent given up, huh? What should I do? Should I contact Professor Cheon?

Cheon Seung-guk Lab 2969

Cheon Seung-guk, who had been rummaging through storage cabinets in the lab he hadnt visited in a while, became visibly annoyed when he heard a knock at the door.

Who is it now?

He climbed a ladder to the second floor, descended the stairs again to the first floor, and opened the door.

Dr. Cheon Seung-guk? Im Raheem Albed from the Abu Dhabi Petroleum Corporation. Ive come because of Drex, but Im afraid the people next to the door right now

As the Middle Eastern man was speaking, he fell to the ground with a thud, sound asleep, right in front of the door.

You found this narrow alley so well, even though its not on the map. Did Google Maps get updated or something?

Cheon Seung-guk shook his head and grabbed the Middle Eastern man by the collar, pulling him outside while glancing along the wall.

Two people with different skin tones were leaning against the wall, fast asleep.

Due to Jeremys phone being out of service, rumors had spread about this place as his last destination, and employees from chemical companies in other countries were lining up to visit. The rumors would quiet down once news spread that he had returned to Harvard to resume his research.

These idiots believe that just mixing some new materials will magically improve their products.

Clicking his tongue, Cheon Seung-guk slammed the door shut and climbed back up to the second floor, heading down the ladder to the storage area.

But I wonder if Weber isnt coming? Its been a while since hes stirred things up. It would be fun if he dropped by.

Han Jeong-woo Piazza Santa Lucia

Im Weber Jansen, the Director of Development at Lancess.

As Weber handed over his business card, Jeremy accepted it under the pressure from the imposing figures.

Watching the situation quietly, Jeong-woo suddenly recalled Cheon Seung-guks words.

-People have different priorities in their actions. This is my choice according to my standards.

If it were Cheon Seung-guks approach, he would have either knocked them all out, blown them up with a battery bomb, or taken extreme measures, which would have been ruthless but overwhelming.

But what about me?

Seeing the guy who had sprayed the sleep-inducing scent among the imposing figures, Jeong-woo thought that putting them to sleep wasnt a big problem. However, he had found this method only because of Cheon Seung-guks orders.

Its not really my style.

Jeong-woo preferred a more moderate approach. If he could gain some advantage along the way, that would be the best. It seemed like the right balance.

Jeong-woo found his own way and made up his mind. He approached Jeremy.

Professor, are you considering a contract with Lancess?

Mr. Han, Id like to, but

As Jeong-woo spoke up, Weber turned to look at him. Tom whispered something in German, causing Webers expression to change.

Are you Han Jeong-woo?

Oh, you know my name.

Are you Cheon Seung-guks disciple?

You seem to know that too.

Seeing Jeong-woo take out his phone from his pocket, Weber was taken aback. Tom shouted, Mine! in German, surprising Jeong-woo.

Mine? This is just a smartphone. I have a two-year contract with one year left.

Seeing Jeong-woo fluently speak in German, Weber became wary and questioned him.

What are you trying to do? Whether its you or Cheon Seung-guk, it has nothing to do with Jeremy. Stop interfering and step back.

It does matter. Research isnt done alone.

Jeong-woo opened a web browser and searched for Lancess on the European search page.

Among the articles that appeared, he clicked on the latest one, which mentioned a decline in stock prices due to the failure of new material development.

Tepex? Lightweight plastic fibers, right? I see. They became lighter, but the durability dropped, so the companies that had placed orders canceled them all.

Hey, watch your words. Dont you see the security guards behind me?

In response to Webers expression as if asking what is he doing. Jeong-woo responded with a relaxed smile.

Well, mixing up the Drex doesnt really improve things. The fiber weaving process, which only aligns the fibers in a traditional horizontal and vertical fashion, is not a matter of the molecular structure itself being covered by the shape memory singularity of the Drex. If you choose a molecular structure that can be woven in the desired direction, with continuous fiber layers, it will be more durable.

Thats possible?

Yes.

How?

Will you listen to this important advice direclty from? Why not this, CEO.

Jeong-woos confident gaze remained as he spoke.

Im Han Jeong-woo from KG Chemical Research Institute in South Korea. If youre interested, you can request collaborative research from us. We can definitely improve this Tepex. And

Jeong-woo took Jeremys business card, and on the back, he wrote a chemical formula.

Tom, please check this and advise Mr. Jansen. By the way, Drex will be made public worldwide soon, so dont waste Professors time for no reason.

Having finished speaking in German, Jeong-woo turned to Jeremy.

Shall we go, Professor? How about having a sandwich at the station before parting ways? Ill treat you.

Code: AF-5

Case: The Chemists Second Insight

Research: When activated, the users perception expands to include waves that are imperceptible to human senses.