National Intelligence Service Agent Reincarnated as a Genius Actor - National Intelligence Service Agent Reincarnated as a Genius Actor chapter 74

Movie “Master Plan” (1)

The movie started in Kwak Ji-cheol’s company president’s office.

Kwak Ji-cheol knocks on the table and opens his mouth with a trembling expression.

“No, boss. It’s not that I did anything wrong, on the contrary, didn’t I tell you from last month? We need to make up for that.”

“I put it really thickly. You won’t be upset. But, if you take a break and get quiet, you can come back in. Team leader Kwak is the best, I know better than anyone. Huh?”

The president put down the envelope in front of Kwak Ji-cheol, who was responsible for the company’s mistakes.

The screen switches to the scene where the trunk is lowered and closed at the same time as the briefcase falls on the table.

thud-!

The audience flinched at the sudden sound.

“Who are you? Didn’t you do this?”

“Trunk. Trunk.”

Kwak Ji-cheol, with his thick forearm, reflected in the frame with the scene where the owner of the car next to him got off in the apartment parking lot.

The extra, who was playing the role of the car owner, looked at Kwak Ji-cheol’s stout figure in the same posture he had when he opened the car door, bowed his head and got back into the car, and laughter erupted from the audience.

“No, honey, what’s going on at this hour?”

Gwak Ji-cheol’s wife, who opens the door and accepts envelopes and items.

“No, well. That’s it. I’ll have to lie down for a while.”

Kwak Ji-cheol went into the house while taking off his shoes, and while wearing only his underwear, he was ventilated by a fan, and he explained the situation to his wife from time to time.

“Why are you in charge of that? They’re really stupid people.”

“If it’s black, what should I do?”

“Okay, honey. There’s no need to go back to that company. Just get some rest right now. You said you put in a lot of severance pay?”

His wife, Gwak Ji-cheol, sneaks open the envelope that came in.

“Hey, I’ll put the severance pay into the account. It’s a retirement document.”

“Oh, is that so?”

After that, the scenes of living a life like an idiot, sitting on the sofa scratching their stomach, sitting in front of the computer, shrugging their shoulders and playing computer games were edited out.

Small laughter erupted from the audience, and as the atmosphere reversed, the doorbell rang at Kwak Ji-cheol’s house along with tense music.

“Yeah, who show?”

– Kwak Ji-cheol? I’m here to make some orders.

“I’m Kwak Ji-cheol, but I’m not the type of person who was commissioned.”

– If you open the door for a moment, I’ll come in and introduce you to the business, boss.

“Who are you, honey?”

“Well, what kind of business are you talking about. Are you a peddler?”

Jung Soo-yeon, who was watching the movie, clasped her hand without realizing it.

‘no! Don’t open it.’

If you look at the cliché, you will be in a tough situation the moment you open the door due to this kind of tension.

Unsurprisingly, when the front door was opened, three kkakdugi dressed in black suits slipped in.

“Hey, hello, Mr. Kwak Ji-cheol.”

When three men enter the house, Kwak Ji-cheol is naturally vigilant and defensive.

“No, who are you? You said it was a business story, so let’s go outside and talk.”

As Kwak Ji-cheol leads the men out, the men in suits push in recklessly.

“President Kwak’s house did a pretty good job of decorating the interior. I didn’t know it was an old apartment from the outside.”

Kwak Ji-cheol followed the men in black suits who recklessly took off their shoes and entered the house, and grabbed his shoulder roughly.

“No, who are you, and you just come into someone else’s house recklessly? Get out of here. Hurry up. Honey, call the police.”

“Hey. It could be our business partner, so let’s be nice. Boss.”

“Damn!”

One of the kkakdugis approached Kwak Ji-cheol’s wife and took her cell phone.

“Hey! What are you doing!”

“If you just take one simple request, we can all open our faces, Mr. Kwak.”

A gangster who takes out a piece of paper from the briefcase he is holding and hands it over.

Kwak Ji-cheol said as he received the document.

“Stand back to my wife and give me the phone. Then I’ll read it first.”

“Give it to me, Young-sik.”

“Yes, sir.”

Gwak Ji-cheol reads the contents of the request written on the paper as his wife gets his cell phone back and the kkakdugi step back.

“Is this an illegal gambling program?”

“But, the boss has been speaking short since a while ago. That’s right. Illegal gambling. To design a program like this, there are only a few people in Korea other than Mr. Kwak.”

“…If I make something like this, my career will be ruined as it is. How do I make it?”

“I heard that your career has already been ruined, but you can make it quiet.

Looking at the faces of the men behind Kwak Ji-cheol, it seems that he has made a firm decision.

If I had refused here now, I was ready to write anything.

“Okay. Once you understand, come back tomorrow. I need time to think about it and make a decision.”

“Then I’ll come back tomorrow knowing that I’m making it. If you think anything strange…”

A gangster looking at his wife behind Kwak Ji-cheol and smiling.

“Keep regretting it for the rest of your life, Mr. Kwak. Your fist is closer than you think, and the law is farther away.”

So the gangsters withdrew, and Kwak Ji-cheol immediately reported to the police and tried to get help.

“So, what you said was that those people entered the house recklessly. Are you saying this? It’s illegal trespassing.”

“No, it’s not that important, because you threatened to harm me if I didn’t create an illegal gambling program?”

The policeman, who seemed to be completely in a mannerism, sighed and held out the paper.

“But it hasn’t happened yet. We’re going to strengthen patrol around here and investigate the people you said, so calm down and write a statement here.”

In the end, how he knew it that night, he was again plagued by gangsters who came back to his house, and Ma Seokdo, whom he loved most dearly to his family, tried to resist, but was only beaten with his fighting skills that did not match his size.

“Chief Kwak, you human. Did you not pick up the words that fists are closer than the law?”

Fuck-!

When the gangster grabbed the hair of his wife and daughter next to him, a scream erupted, and Kwak Ji-cheol staggered to his feet and tried to run again.

“Ha, I can’t even understand what to say, and it makes me tired. Hey, let me go.”

The wife and daughter run to Kwak Ji-cheol when the subordinates who have received the order let go of their hair.

“You know what you’ve been through today, but it’s good for everyone to just solve it in a good way. Okay? I’ll come again tomorrow.”

The house became quiet when they left.

The preview hall, where we were watching the movie, was also quiet, so only the sound of the audience swallowing their saliva was heard.

As the gangsters left the messy house, Kwak Ji-cheol hardened his expression and put his wife and daughter in the car.

Kwak Ji-cheol, who quickly drove to his wife’s home in Busan, hid his wife and daughter there.

“Stay here because I’ll figure it out somehow.”

“What if Dad gets hurt?”

“Dad’s friend Hanseong, your uncle is a lawyer. I called earlier, and it’s okay to ask the police to protect you. Don’t worry, wait here.”

After that, Kwak Ji-cheol leaves his worried family behind and rides the elevator.

In the next screen, the elevator that gets off is not the elevator at my parents’ house, but the elevator in the courtroom.

“Hey Hanseong, is this really the end of this? Is that person not one of the gangsters that came back then?”

“I think they decided to sacrifice a pyramid because of how well they cut their tails. They’re not the first offenders, so they’re getting a sentence. They almost got a probation.”

Kwak Ji-cheol’s eyes darkened when he thought of the other members of the gang who were staring at him in front of the courthouse.

“Hanseong, please ride me in the backseat of your car.”

“Aren’t you in your car?”

“The guys waiting at the door will catch up with my car.”

“Huh, I got it. I’m sorry I couldn’t be of any help.”

Kwak Ji-cheol, lying in the backseat of his lawyer friend’s car, leaves the court, avoiding the spying eyes.

Reporter Joo Yeo-ul of the Hanyeong Ilbo had a question in her mind while watching the movie.

‘I was told that Ryu Yeon-woo was also the main character…? It seems that the running time is already over 30 minutes, so why hasn’t it come out yet?’

At that time, there was a scene where Kwak Ji-cheol hid in an old inn on the outskirts and put a quest through the dark path, and it was not long after the movie started that Ryu Yeon-woo finally appeared on the screen.

oh-.

It just appeared on the screen, but there was a buzzing sound from the audience.

The close-up shot, which only captured Yeonwoo’s face, filled the screen to the point that it was burdensome.

And that face was not the kind of gentle image Ryu Yeon-woo that I had seen in previous works or in public.

In the stronghold of the Italian mafia, along with the music that creates tension, Ryu Yeon-woo, who appeared with his legs crossed, raised one corner of his mouth, and smiled a little scary because he couldn’t be evil, became a character called ‘Pierre Choi’ and charismatically occupied the audience. overwhelmed

‘···Crazy.’

Reporter Joo Yeo-wool, who participates in previews professionally and watches many movies, reflected on whether there was a scene with such an impact among the movies he saw this year.

‘no.’

While watching the movie, Yeo-Wul Joo shook her head while deciding on the title of the article at the same time.

‘What should I say about this? Superb appearance directing? Visual explosion?’

And Pierre Choi’s lines of perfect Italian pronunciation.

The subtitles are in Korean below.

– I’m going to the bathroom.

Pierre Choi’s expression as he walked through the mafia was caught in slow motion and changed dynamically with every step he took.

From an evil smile, with only one corner of his mouth raised, to a soft smile.

Pierre Choi’s ever-changing appearance from a soft smile to a vicious face again.

And Pierre Choi picked up the phone and made a call somewhere.

“Uh, President Kim. Yeah. What’s the problem? Eating these cockers? It’s a breeze. So, make sure you prepare what you promised.”

And he spoke in a shrill voice.

“Or you’ll see hell.”

Reporter Joo Yeo-wool was overwhelmed by his charisma while watching Ryu Yeon-woo on the screen, and for a moment he forgot to breathe and swallow.

‘Was he 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. It would be nice if the next request wasn’t for President Kim…?”

On the screen, where only one corner of her mouth was raised creepily, Ryu Yeon-woo’s expression was completely divided into left and right, half of it was like an innocent villain, and the other half was like a devil.

Pierre Choi, who reminds me of the face of Janus with an overwhelming appearance.

Joo Yeo-wool freely uses even those handsome features and uses one expression across the screen to convey the entire character of Pierre Choi, an actor named Ryu Yeon-woo.

‘··This is not an appearance or a visual. It’s just that actor’s acting skills.’