The Uncrowned King of the Peninsula

Chapter 3 Han River Sports
Seoul Sports News, Daechi-dong, Gangnam-gu, Seoul.

"Oh my! Who is this? Our great reporter! A top student from Korea University!" As soon as Pei Yongjun pushed open the office of the social news group, he heard a burst of frivolous laughter.

On the right side of the office, a man with a sophisticated, shiny middle-parted hair stood up from behind his desk, with his arms outstretched and a smile on his face, as if to greet him.

"Hahahaha, you're back so early? Have you found the news for tomorrow? Do you want me to give you some?"

Park Ji-cheol, the team leader of News Group 1, looked at Pei Yongjun who was in a hurry, and remembered that his recent performance had far surpassed that of Group 2, and he felt very happy.

"Don't bother. If you want to write a novel, I can write it myself." Pei Yongjun glanced at him without changing his expression.

"Ah! What did you say? What do you mean?" Park Ji-cheol's face changed and he pointed at Pei Yongjun, "Be careful or I'll sue you for slander!"

Pei Yongjun ignored his shouting and walked straight to the second group office area on the left.

Park Ji-cheol called out a few times, but seeing that he didn't respond, he had no choice but to sit down in disappointment.

"What are you looking at! Go write your manuscript!" He slammed the table, and his subordinates who were looking out scattered.

The Social News Group was the most important department at Hanjiang Sports and was divided into Group 1 and Group 2. Group 1 was on the right side of the office, occupying two-thirds of the space, while Group 2 was much smaller, occupying only a small half of the space on the left side.

Group One and Group Two are separated by only a corridor, but they are natural enemies. Park Ji-cheol, the editor-in-chief of Group One, has always regarded Bae Yong-jun as a stumbling block and a thorn in his side in his upward climb.

"Team leader!" Pei Yongjun walked into the office area of Group 2. Two men and one woman stood up and greeted him.

The tall and thin reporter Liu Chengzhu, the short and muscular photographer Cha Eun-kwang, and the cold-faced beauty editor Zhao Fengzhu who always wears a suit and skirt.

Together with the naive intern reporter Jin Zhicheng, they are the core members of the social news group 2.

"This group of rubbish, making up stories every day, will give that bastard Park Ji-cheol a slap in the face sooner or later!" Liu Chengzhu heard Park Ji-cheol's provocation just now, his expression unchanged, "How disgusting!"

"Okay, let's just do our best." Pei Yongjun waved his hand, stopping Liu Chengzhu's words, "Come with me."

Two people walked into Pei Yongjun's office.

"Team leader, what's going on?"

"Help me find Choi Sulli's information right now, and Goo Hara's information, all of it!"

Liu Chengzhu nodded, glanced at Pei Yongjun who was frowning, opened his mouth, but still said nothing and walked out.

Outside the door, Zhao Fengzhu glanced at him with a somewhat nervous expression.

Liu Chengzhu was very efficient and sent the information over in a short while. Pei Yongjun opened it on the computer.

Fragments of truth, listening to the voice of the heart...

Bae Yong-jun browsed through the information of Choi Sulli and Goo Hara at a glance while recalling what happened backstage.

Calm your mind, concentrate your thoughts, and silently recite the fragments of truth, and translucent crystal-like fragments will pop up in your mind.

【Fragments of Truth】

【The truth has lifted its skirt.】

Keep watching and a robotic voice will sound.

[Whether to use the opportunity to listen to the inner voice, consume 1 truth fragment. ]

【use or not? 】

【whether……】

"Not in use," he whispered, and the robotic voice in his head immediately stopped.

What exactly is this and how does it relate to Choi Sulli?
Fragments of truth? What exactly is the truth?
While he was thinking, Liu Chengzhu knocked on the door, interrupting his thoughts, "Team leader, the editor-in-chief wants you to come over."

"Okay, I'll go over immediately."

————"Layoffs?" Pei Yongjun's pupils shrank slightly.

I was called into the editor-in-chief's office, but unexpectedly I was greeted with bad news.

"That's right, that's what President Lin meant," said Chief Editor Zhao Dongxu, a middle-aged, somewhat balding man wearing thick glasses. "We're merging the social news division into one, and laying off 20% of the staff."

"Look at the third quarter's income and expenditure! The income is not enough to cover the expenses." He shook the paper in his hand and sighed. "When the president comes back tomorrow, he will explain the details."

He has worked at Hanjiang Sports for more than ten years and is a veteran of the newspaper. He is in charge of all five news groups and is Pei Yongjun's immediate superior.

"Editor-in-chief, after the merger, regarding the personnel of the news group..." Park Ji-cheol showed an inquiring look on his face.

"The president still values you two very much. Don't worry too much. When the time comes, you will be the boss and the vice-boss, okay?" Zhao Dongxu laughed.

Pei Yongjun glanced at Park Ji-cheol and found that he was also looking at him.

Layoffs, mergers and promotions all came together, and their eyes met. They both understood that this was a necessary move, and the loser would probably no longer have a foothold in the newspaper.

"As for who it is! I think it's better to let performance speak for itself, right?" Zhao Dongxu looked at the two people in front of him and said, "Keep doing your best."

"Zhiche, please stay for a moment."

Pei Yongjun closed the door behind him and vaguely heard Park Ji-cheol's surprised and flattering laughter.

"Hey, Editor-in-Chief, thank you for your cultivation...

Do you rely on performance?

Or has it been transferred privately?

Pei Yongjun walked out of Zhao Dongxu's office with a vague answer in his mind.

Zhao Dongxu and Park Zhiche are both old employees of Hanjiang Sports News. They have always had a good relationship. Moreover, encountering such an opportunity now, it might be bad for him as an outsider.

"Team Leader," Zhao Fengzhu saw him coming back, gritted his teeth, and walked into his office, "I, I want to take a leave for the next two days. Something happened at home."

"Yeah, okay." Pei Yongjun nodded, looking at the troubled look on her usually cold face, "What's wrong?"

"...It's okay." Zhao Fengzhu had a complicated expression and hesitated for a long time, but still didn't say anything.

It was soon time to get off work. Cha Eun-kwang said goodbye and left. Zhao Fengzhu packed a handbag and left in a hurry. Pei Yongjun looked at her back and frowned.

"Team leader, Fengzhu doesn't have any family problems."

A smell of cigarette wafted in, and Liu Chengzhu walked up to him with a cigarette in his mouth.

"What's wrong?" Pei Yongjun asked.

"She asked for leave because she has to go back to KBS for an interview tomorrow. If she's accepted, she'll have to pack up and leave."

"Going back? That's not bad either." Pei Yongjun nodded without changing his expression.

"Great?! We agreed to work together to make something of ourselves! And she just went back like that?" Liu Chengzhu suddenly became excited. "It's only been two years, and one after another! How abominable!"

"Team Leader! There are only two of us left!"

Looking at Liu Chengzhu's angry expression, Bae Yongjun frowned.

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