National Intelligence Service Agent Reincarnated as a Genius Actor - Chapter 423
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Episode 423 Florence (3)
Even if Marco Bankero was abroad or in Italy, I would not recommend him to visit the southern region.
I was just going to ask for a simple promotion through SNS…
“Bologna? It’s close.”
– What do you mean, it’s close?
The distance between Florence and Bologna is slightly closer than the distance from Seoul to Cheonan in Korea.
Unlike Korea, which has many mountainous areas, the highways are straight, so if you want to come there, you can get there within an hour.
When Yeonwoo briefly explained the program he was currently filming, Marco Bankero readily responded that he would come.
Marco, as expected, tries to visit in person in his own car without a manager or staff.
– Then Coupa?
“yes?”
– Isn’t there something Mr. Park has been saying all along? I mean Korean food. Is it Coupa?
“Oh, soup and rice.”
Yeonwoo scratched his cheek and answered that it was Marco Bankero.
– okay! Can I have a taste of that? The quiet, bear-like man spoke so passionately that it made me want to eat it.
Yeonwoo, who thought for a moment about what it was like to be a taciturn bear since bears normally cannot speak, nodded.
“Today’s menu is soft tofu stew and stir-fried pork, a kind of spicy soup and meat dish, which can also be considered a type of soup and rice. It is a food that everyone likes in Korea as well.”
There is soup, rice, and meat called Jeyuk Bokkeum, so if you put it all together in your mouth, wouldn’t it be meat soup and rice?
– Haha, go right away. I have a reindeer that I killed in Finland the other day. Do you think the restaurant needs reindeer meat?
“I’m sure Santa Claus will be sad. It’s okay.”
I ended the call with Marco after hearing that it would take a little over an hour.
Then the restaurant members and production crew gathered around, curious about who they were talking to.
“Of course I knew, but I’m really, really good at Italian!”
“Who were you talking to?”
“Actor. Is the acquaintance coming someone we might know?”
“But why did Santa suddenly appear while I was on the phone?”
Yeonwoo smiled shyly and nodded in response to the barrage of questions.
“Maybe you’ll know who it is when you see it.”
The “Global Match” was quite a success, and our national team, which was not eliminated in the middle, is the opponent in the final match where we competed against each other until the very end.
Even outside of the program, Marco Bankero was originally famous.
Because of his eccentric behavior as a hunter, a documentary was even produced, so there were quite a few people in Korea who knew about him.
***
Just over an hour passed by the time Marco Bankero arrived, as he said, but we were given two more tables.
Since opening, the number of customers it has received so far is only five groups.
Compared to yesterday, when ten tables were full every hour, flies were flying around.
Dingling─.
At that time, the door opened and a man with a sturdy physique, a handsome face, fairly long curly hair, and a somewhat creepy vibe came in.
“uh?”
Seo Ji-eun, who was sitting alone in a hall with no customers as the lunch business was over, recognized the other person and jumped up from her seat.
“···Mr. Marco Bankero?”
“Oh, Mamma Mia. I’m honored that such a beautiful woman recognizes me.”
“······.”
Seo Ji-eun quickly turned her head and looked toward the kitchen at the strong scent of butter.
Then, Yeonwoo came out alone, smiling.
“Marco. Thank you for coming here.”
“Heh, the man I recognized is Ryu Yeon-woo. He can cover this distance in an instant.”
Marco Bankero is a famous Italian singer, but he was a customer at the restaurant right now.
Yeonwoo explained the food as he guided us to the table.
Although the menu changes every day, there is only one menu sold each day, so Marco does not have to choose something.
“···In that way, slightly spicy stir-fried pork with vegetables is served on the side. There are no ingredients to cover it up, right?”
“Haha, when I go out hunting and chase a target for a long time, I taste its feces to determine where it gets its food. How could I possibly be selective about the ingredients?”
“······.”
At the after-party of “Global Match,” representatives from European countries said that Marco Banquero was a bluff and that everything that came out of his mouth should not be believed.
I hoped this story was just a bluff.
“Then, I will prepare it for you like this. Please try Korean food.”
Meanwhile, while Yeonwoo was responding, Seo Ji-eun went to the kitchen and made a fuss to the members, telling them in advance.
“Marco Bankero is here!”
“Marco who? Who was that?”
When Chef Lee Jun-seong tilted his head, Ha Sang-jin explained.
“Why is there someone who survived until the end in the ‘Global Match’ and fought with our Yeonwoo?”
“Oh, that person? He came to our restaurant now?”
At that time, Yeonwoo came into the kitchen and answered.
“Since I drove here from an hour away, I will repay you with delicious Korean food. One soft tofu stew and one stir-fried pork.”
“Okay! He’s famous, but he only goes to Michelin restaurants, so maybe he’s a picky eater.”
“This chef also received a Michelin star, right?”
Looking at Chef Lee Jun-seong, who grinned at Yeon-woo’s words and picked up a pan to stir-fry pork, Yeon-woo added a word.
“Oh, by the way, this person also eats animal feces. I guess he would probably find it delicious.”
“···What, what? What do you eat?”
Perhaps embarrassed by Yeon-woo’s words, Jun-seong Lee decided to stop talking, but a polite word naturally came out of his mouth.
***
After the dish was completed, Yeonwoo personally served and brought Marco Bankero a set meal of soft tofu stew and a plate of stir-fried pork.
“Mamma Mia! This food makes your mouth water just by looking at it. Is this Kuppa?”
“Oh, it’s not soup, it’s soft tofu stew and Jeyuk Gospel.”
“Sundbuj, jeyukbok… I see.”
Yeonwoo tried to correct his pronunciation, but he thought it would be meaningless, so he nodded roughly.
They brought me both chopsticks and a fork, but I picked up the stir-fried pork with better posture than I expected, as if I had used chopsticks a few times before.
And then I put it in my mouth.
“······!”
Marco Bankero savored the taste, squinting his eyes with thick double eyelids.
An expression full of happiness.
I thought that if it were an animation, the word Mimi (beautiful taste) might have appeared above the head.
“Does it suit your taste?”
Marco Bankero nodded with a serious expression in response to Yeonwoo’s question.
“Jeyukboq. Food that I approve of…”
“It would be beneficial for a food worthy of such recognition to be widely known, right?”
“Of course I do.”
When Marco Bankero nodded, Yeonwoo took the chair across from Marco and joined them.
“So, I’m talking about it. After you finish eating, would you mind doing some publicity in front of me for a moment?”
“Hmm, do you mean to solicit customers from me?”
“It’s not just a solicitation, it’s simply an invitation to passers-by to try the food at this restaurant because it’s delicious.”
Of course, I was just explaining it to the customer.
“Uhm, I’ve never done anything like that.”
“Oh, by the way, I heard an interesting story from John Macallan recently…”
As Yeonwoo lightly gave a shout, Marco’s pupils shook.
Yeonwoo then turned off the battery of the microphone worn on his waist.
They knew that the surprisingly honest Marco Banquero would reveal everything through his mouth, so they wanted to talk off the record out of consideration.
“Well, it’s not my fault! I didn’t even ask, but they just came into my room and started talking about this and that rule. I immediately kicked them out of the room. How can I stop them from talking freely when their ears are open?”
Of course, what Marco said is true.
I heard the full story of the incident during this business trip to the United States.
Before the main game of the “Global Match” began, Italian staff visited Marco Bankero’s room to inform him about the rules that were being changed arbitrarily in the hope that their country would at least not be eliminated by France or Switzerland.
“Well, I didn’t say anything. Anyway, the earthen wall Marco built was quite strong.”
It was a conversation that contained the inner meaning of whether it is true that people who heard the rules took advantage of them voluntarily or not.
“Keu, keuhm!”
The soft tofu stew was so spicy that the red pepper powder brought directly from Korea seemed to tickle Marco’s conscience.
“···Sundbuj and Zeyukvoque are foods approved by Marco Bankero. It’s a pity that the citizens of Florence can’t taste these delicacies. After eating them all, I should go out and voluntarily promote them.”
“As expected, Marco. He is the best hunter in Europe, full of courage and spirit.”
“···Ma, Mamma Mia.”
Marco Bankero finished his meal while shouting a sad Mamma Mia.
***
“Please try the food at this restaurant! This restaurant is guaranteed by me, Marco Bankero, a European hunter!”
Marco Bankero was surprisingly talented at soliciting customers.
Marco Bankero, who caught people’s attention by waving his long arms, praised the taste of the food.
Because he was famous throughout Europe as a singer rather than a singer, many people, not only Italians but also travelers, recognized Marco.
“You’re really Marco, right?”
“What are you doing in a place like this?”
“He’s actually a person who is prone to eccentricities.”
“But if a celebrity like Marco is making such a fuss about how delicious it is, isn’t the taste really guaranteed?”
Those who were interested in the pizza restaurant’s discount event turned their attention to the lease restaurant guaranteed by Marco.
“Hurry up and get in! If you don’t get in now, in 10 minutes you’ll be standing in a line longer than an amusement park!”
The owner of a pizza restaurant with a long mustache seemed to burst into flames as he watched Marco Bankero talking loudly.
“Well, where on earth did that person suddenly appear and do something like that?”
***
I wanted to stay in Florence longer and help with the business, but since I had a set schedule, I had no choice but to take a flight the next day and return to Korea.
The business continued to be successful, and I thought that my idol friend, who decided to join later, might be embarrassed by the business being so successful.
Separately, Marco Bankero seemed to really like Korean food and visited the restaurant again as a customer even after Yeonwoo left.
It’s unfortunate, but the reason Yeonwoo returned to Korea in such a hurry was because she had a very important schedule.
Another actor attending the schedule, Song Kyung-won, was busy taking proof shots as he entered the Saebyeol headquarters building.
“Wow, it’s a new star.”
Even though I was appearing as Jordan, I was so excited to learn that I had recently visited Saebyeol’s headquarters, which is the most coveted place among actors.
Today is the script reading day for “Theseus.”
When I took a picture of the cover of the script of “Theseus” in my hand and posted it on StarStar, the number of followers was already skyrocketing.
‘If I do well today, I might be able to take a picture with senior Ryu Yeon-woo.’
With a pounding heart, I entered the conference room of Saebyeol Media located on the second floor of the Saebyeol office building.
Although it is a minor supporting role, I have already attended script readings for other dramas twice, so I was not very impressed by the ‘script reading’ itself.
Cameras were busy shooting the making film, and everyone from supporting actors with familiar faces to mid-level actors with some reputation were arriving one after another.
And one of the supporting actors, a blonde foreign actor, entered the conference room.
‘Woah, wow Kamal Wotherspoon…’
Song Kyung-won’s eyes widened.
Of course, I knew he was joining as a supporting actor because I saw it in an article.
But I couldn’t help but feel strange when I saw it with my own eyes.
Not only Song Kyung-won, but other actors also seemed to feel that way.
Then, lead actors Ryu Yeon-woo and Su-yeon Jeong entered the conference room.
As they entered, both of them greeted every actor they encountered politely, shook their hands, and smiled in a friendly way.
“This is actor Song Kyeong-won. I’m really happy to be working on the same project.”
“Wow, senior. How did you even get my name…?”
In a way, it was natural that Yeonwoo memorized the name of the role of Jordan, who was cast.
Because it was Yeon-woo herself who carefully reviewed whether Baek Sol was a person with even the slightest influence.
Song Gyeong-won’s heart swelled when she saw Ryu Yeon-woo not only knowing her name but also greeting her politely.
And then the director appeared.
“Hello Everyone. Nice to meet you.”
The greeting was like a native English teacher at a local English academy, but the face of the person who came in was enough to make everyone nervous.
This is because it was Karl-Johan Rieke, a director who is considered one of the greats in Hollywood, and who was at the helm of this work.
The actors who joined realized once again how big of a masterpiece the work they were about to film was.
That’s how the script reading for “Theseus” began.