Son of a Conglomerate at the Highest Level

＜ Golden Business Card ＞

My uncle burst out laughing.

“Hey, that’s really our Seongjunie! Damn, when you get back from the Middle East, you shouldn’t be the first thing you call your brother. What are you doing here?”

“I was having dinner with the staff.”

“Dining together? Have you already taken care of the staff just because it’s been a few days since you returned? I heard about my uncle. You are suffering a lot.”

My uncle stroked my father’s hair.

It was a hand full of love.

Like a good child, my father calmly accepted the touch.

“I heard from my father. You said you had a wife and children?”

“Yes, brother. It happened.”

“Wow, you didn’t say once that you were in a relationship. When did you have a wife and child, huh? I’m really sorry for this brother. hehehehe.”

My uncle and I met eyes.

“uh?”

My uncle pointed at me.

“Sungjun, there’s a kid here who looks exactly like you from when you were little…. Am I too drunk now?”

“You saw it right. He is my son.”

My father lightly touched my shoulder.

“Jung Hyuk, say hello. He is my uncle.”

“Hello, uncle. I’m Cha Jeong-hyeok.”

I put my hands together and nodded my belly button.

My uncle suddenly squatted down and made eye contact with me and smiled.

“Are you Seong-jun’s son, Cha Jeong-hyeok? Nice to meet you. I am Seongjun’s eldest brother, Cha Daejun. He’s the one who will be your eldest father.”

It was a pointless laugh that smelled like alcohol.

“Does Jeonghyeok like jajangmyeon?”

“yes.”

“Okay then, problem!”

My uncle took out as many bills as he could find in his wallet and put them in my hand.

I was honestly a bit bewildered.

‘Giving the whole money in your wallet to a nephew you’re seeing for the first time? Is this Hogu or Daeinbae? Huh, how much is all this?’

How many times have I traveled around collecting money while recording the number of days in the past?

This is enough to get an estimate right away.

“With this, how many bowls of Jajangmyeon, Jeonghyeok’s favorite, can we eat? If you get it right, I’ll give you all of this! If it doesn’t match…”

“1,715 bowls.”

“…”

My uncle blinked his eyes.

“Wait a minute, Jung Hyuk. My eldest dad is so curious, can I count this money just once?”

“Sure. Money calculations have to be accurate.”

I obediently gave the money back.

My uncle put saliva on his fingers and started counting the bills.

“10,000 won, 20,000 won, 30,000 won…”

“514,500 won.”

“…”

My uncle smiled and counted the money to the end.

“······uh? Seongjun, I must have drunk too much today. Try counting yourself this time.”

“yes.”

My uncle passed the whole banknote to my father.

My father recounted the bills three times.

“… It’s 514,500 won.”

My father asked my uncle with a bewildered expression.

“Brother, by the way, how much does a bowl of jajangmyeon cost these days?”

“… that’s right, I don’t know.”

I clicked my tongue.

“It’s 300 won.”

In the first place, you don’t even know how much a bowl of jajangmyeon is, but you raise a problem?

Of course, my father has been out in the Middle East for a long time, so it’s only natural that he doesn’t know the price of Jajangmyeon!

* * *

We sipped coffee from the vending machine and sat side by side on a bench in the backyard to get some fresh air.From noble mtl dot com

No, correct me.

My father and uncle had milk coffee, and I had adlay tea.

Hororok.

My uncle laughed hysterically.

“No, no matter how you think about it, it’s amazing. How did you get it right?”

If it’s 3 years to take the number of days, this is the basics.

My uncle was looking at me as if he were watching a strange animal.

“That’s right. The odds of correctly matching the money you just gave me…”

“Did you just take a picture?”

what? why? what!

All I wrote was the eyes and the senses of my fingertips!

After all, it was just a rough guess, right?

“He’s good at division.”

“Everyone my age these days does that. It’s different from when my eldest dad was younger. Studying is the only way to live, you know?”

It’s not my style to make excuses and take notice of others.

I stopped pretending.

After that, it’s a natural topic change.

“By the way, eldest dad, can you stay like this?”

“Oops! I came out to go to the bathroom. Eh, I don’t know either. Twice! hehehehe.”

My uncle stroked my hair.

It was as gentle as petting a newborn puppy.

“Oi, be smart. Even counting the circumstances of my eldest father. Isn’t our Jeonghyeok really a genius?”

I wonder if I know why my father calmly gave me his hair like a good child.

“He is smart and smart, just like our Seongjun when he was young. Seongjun-ah, the more I look at him, the more I see him as your son.”

My uncle rested his chin and tilted his head.

“What does our Jeong-hyeok like the most?”

“I don’t like sweets very much. I didn’t even eat much.”

To be honest, snacks are expensive, but you won’t be full if you eat a few of them.

It’s better to buy ramen and boil it with that money.

When I was young, it was expensive, and when I got older, I didn’t eat it because I was afraid of getting diabetes.

At least there were times when I was selling chewing gum on the subway, rubbing the shoulders of old people at the Bokdeokbang, running errands for gamblers, and getting snacks from time to time.

“Biscuits, puffed rice, corn, and pretzel. I ate something like this.”

“You have thoroughly managed this to rot. What do your friends like? Cookies with chocolate or strawberries?”

“Ummm…”

“Wow, our Jeong-hyeok is seriously thinking about it.”

The uncle looked back at his father.

“Sungjun, I am very similar to you. Not only the worried expression, but how is the taste of sweets the same? Isn’t this the mystery of genes?”

“Is that so?”

“Aww, this wooden stone guy. He was pretty cute when he was younger, but as he grew up, he became a boring guy.”

My uncle gave me a thumbs up.

“Our Jung Hyuk is the coolest! Please grow up like this!”

“My eldest dad is cool too.”

“Seeing it again, our Jeonghyeok is better than my dad! The lip service is so obvious.”

“sure. Isn’t the world a give-and-take?”

Kindness with kindness, malice with malice, praise with praise

I gently shook the bundle of bills my uncle had stabbed.

“If you get paid, you have to pay for it.”

I put my hands together and saluted my belly button.

“Thank you for the money. Thank you, I will write well.”

“Yes, yes. Buy and eat with your friends. Buy puffed rice and corn, and buy lots of chocolate snacks and ice cream and share them. That way you will be popular with your friends.”

“yes.”

At that time, a middle-aged man from the restaurant found us and was delighted.

“Boss Cha, are you there? I thought I came home drunk again, what was it?”

“Director Song, I’m sorry about this. I just met my brother and nephew here.”

“If it’s a younger brother and a nephew…”

“Sungjun, say hello to Director Song here. This is my youngest brother.”

Following the introduction of the uncle, the two shook hands.

“Hello, this is Cha Seong-jun from Taesung Construction.”

“Ah, you are Taeseong’s youngest son. My name is Song Jin-ho, the director of Taeseong Hospital.”

Director Song of Taesung Hospital handed over his business card.

‘Golden!’

A dazzling golden light burst from the business card.

So I was puzzled.

‘It’s not like any other place, Taeseong Hospital doesn’t seem to have anything worth making money… Ah!’

There was a phrase that suddenly came to mind.

The words written in the statement written by Mr. Cheol-gu.

This is the part written on the paper I deliberately stole so that my grandfather could focus only on Taeseong Construction.

＜The person whom the deceased Wookwang Construction Kim Gwang-pil worked hard to contact was Kim Gab-yong. He is the foreman of the 4th factory of Taesung Chemical.＞

＜He has a seven-year-old daughter who is hospitalized in Taesung Hospital. The hospital bill was overdue, and it had been a long time since I went to borrow money.＞

＜With the introduction of the dead Kim Gwang-pil, Kim Gab-yong is said to have met alone twice in the director’s office at Woo-gwang Hospital. In common sense, can a foreman of a factory work alone with the director of a hospital?＞

＜Wouldn’t. When it comes to Woo-gwang’s hospital director, no one will meet him.＞

＜That means that there was cooperation from someone who could exert pressure on the director of Woogwang Hospital.＞

It was an investigation that Mr. Cheol-gu was conducting until right before he was taken to the court.

‘I thought I should go to Taesung Hospital sooner or later. That’s good.’

I slipped in.

“That card. Can I get one too?”

The father added to Director Song who was puzzled.

“He is my son.”

“Ah, then you are the grandson of Chairman Cha of Taesung Group. But why is the business card…”

“I wanted my mother to have a health checkup. Can’t we?”

“There is nothing wrong with it. I will overcome all things and serve you. Our Taeseong Hospital boasts the highest level of medical service in Korea. Medical staff are always on standby…”

“I wanted to cause such trouble. I think I should contact the hospital in advance.”

“Ah, so a business card.”

Director Song of Taesung Hospital happily placed his business card on the palm of my hand.

“If you call me anytime, I’ll tell you to skip the schedule in advance.”

“Can I make a reservation for one more person when I get my mom’s health checkup?”

“Is your father with you too?”

My father, who was already busy with the construction of the subway line 2 as well as the Gangnam express bus terminal, could not hide his puzzled expression.

I added quickly.

“Not my father. I am a 57-year-old grandmother.”

“······ah.”

no, father.

Why are you so downright disappointed?

“Thanks to Grandma Ok-bun and Uncle Cheol-gu, my mother was able to get to the hospital on time and save her life. I want to return the favor.”

no, father.

Why are you so shocked again this time?

“Jeonghyuk, what do you mean?”

“Actually, a few days ago, my mother was treated at Taesung Hospital. With briquette gas poisoning.”

Director Song looked very embarrassed.

“Oh, did that happen? Gee, why didn’t I know about this important thing?”

“I was worried that there might be aftereffects left.”

My father lightly bowed his head to Director Song of Taesung Hospital.

“Please take good care of me.”

“I really wish you well in the future. Trust me and leave it to me!”

My uncle also held out his business card, not to be outdone.

“Now, take a business card for your eldest father.”

It is so golden that it cannot be compared to that of Director Song of Taesung Hospital!

It was a business card that not only flashed golden light, but also exploded with golden firecrackers.

‘kill! As dazzling as the memorandum written by the grandfather! Brighter than my house documents!’

Unknowingly, my saliva went down.

-Taesung Motors President Cha Dae-joon

Taesung Motor was one of the core affiliates of Taesung Group.

Director Song of Taesung Hospital bent down 90 degrees to say goodbye.

“It’s late. I’ll go in alone, so please talk to your family.”

My uncle also said, “Oops,” and sneakily checked his watch.

“Has the time already been like this? Should I go too?”

“Yes, brother. Enter carefully.”

“Eldest Dad, is the driver waiting outside by any chance?”

“No, I told you to go to work first.”

I stuffed some 10,000 won bills into my uncle’s pocket.

“You’ve been drinking, but don’t drive yourself. Take a taxi and go home safely. Then, be careful on the road at night.”

“…”

My uncle reached into his pocket and checked the 10,000 won bill I had put in.

burst out laughing

“Seongjun, your son is a real thing! ha ha ha!”

My uncle happily waved the bill.

“Hey, for the first time in my life, I got a taxi fare from my nephew! Whoa, it makes me feel good! ha ha ha!”

My uncle waved his hand loudly.

“Sung Joon-ah, Jung Hyuk-ah, then we’ll see you again at a family dinner soon!”

The steps he left seemed very light.

“I always wondered why my father gave up Taesung Chemical so easily. I think I know a little bit about why now.”

It’s a pitch general.

Because it seems that I came to know a little about him as an uncle, rather than the information about Cha Dae-joon in the Taesung Group report.

* * *

The residence of Chairman Cha of Taesung Group.

Chairman Cha drank late into the night with Secretary Kim.

I feel so good that I don’t even seem to get drunk.

From earlier, it seemed as if I was walking on clouds even with my sober mind.

Chairman Cha burst into laughter.

“Our Taeseong has been given a nobleman! I never thought things would work out so well thanks to that anonymous benefactor! ha ha ha!”

Alcohol was the reason I kept drinking.

Secretary Kim asked.

“Chairman, can I ask you one thing?”

“What is it?”

“Why don’t you ask me who my anonymous benefactor is, or ask me if I am a trustworthy person?”

Chairman Cha quietly put down his drink.

＜ Golden Business Card ＞ End