#161. One, two. 4
At Woojin's smile, Chairman Lee slowly nodded his head and scanned the study with his eyes.
“Are there a lot of plants?”
“I think people should see a lot of green leaves.”
The forest is the same.
Just by looking at the vastness of nature, people feel a sense of awe, which triggers the brain's algorithms and expands the field of vision.
You will be less likely to react sensitively and be swayed by momentary emotions.
The chairman nodded as if agreeing with Woojin's words.
“That’s right. People should live by looking at the blades of grass.”
Woojin wasn't interested in what Chairman Lee said.
However, 41 affiliates of Shinwha Group.
How much effort must he have put in to sit on the throne?
I was just calculating how many people's time and sweat I had taken and stolen.
And also, this chairman's learning ability is declining.
Woojin turned his gaze to a small picture frame on one side of the desk.
The chairman's wife, the chairman, and a child between them were laughing loudly.
It was a happy smile.
Even if time had stopped, Woojin knew who the little boy smiling in the photo was.
He was the eldest son of the chairman, but he passed away from leukemia at a young age.
Chairman Lee, who was looking at the photo following Woojin's gaze, opened his mouth.
“Isn’t he handsome? If my son Jeong Man-i had not died and was alive, he would have made it to the world rankings in baduk. That little guy loved baduk so much. Even I would have been overwhelmed. Hehehe.”
As Chairman Lee spoke as if reminiscing, the corners of Woojin's mouth gradually rose upward.
But this was a smile that the chairman could not recognize.
It was a new fact that Lee Jeong-man, the eldest son of this chairman, liked baduk.
It seems that Jeong Man-i and Chairman Lee have realized the connection between baduk.
That is, every time the chairman plays baduk, he consciously or unconsciously thinks of Jeong Man-i.
Even though he's dead, I still can't let him go, not in my heart, not in my mind.
And this chairman's brain will become increasingly distant from reality.
As time goes by, you may find your longing and call your children Mom and Dad.
And you can call him Lee Jeong-man, who has passed away.
Unable to accept the present, the brain increasingly regresses to the past, to the past, in search of longing, like a child.
The boundary between the past and the present where this chairman stands now.
If you cross that boundary.
Woojin asked.
“If I had grown up, I think I would have looked down on the world like a Go board, just like the Chairman.”
“Then whose son is he? The world is no different from a Go board. Let’s stop here for today.”
Woojin, who read the chairman's face, lowered his head.
“Then I’ll see you next time.”
As Woojin left, Chairman Lee got up from his seat and walked over to the small picture frame.
And he said with a wistful expression, holding up the picture frame.
“Jeongman, please wait a little longer. Your younger siblings are still immature, so I think I should stay a little longer. Until then, can you wait a little longer for me? When we go to see Jeongman, I will go up on the golden Go board. Then, you and Jeongman can play Go to your heart’s content.”
Meanwhile, Woojin, who had escaped into the yard, looked up for a moment at the window of the second-floor study where Chairman Lee was.
In the presence of a strong person, people tend to stop thinking, be cautious, and narrow their scope of thought, but Woojin was different.
Since everyone was seen as biologically the same person, it was easy to read the other person. No, I could see through the other person to a scary degree.
Woojin smiled faintly.
“Chairman Lee, I will be your assistant from now on as Jeong Man. You will think of me as Jeong Man. You will believe me.”
Woojin smiled faintly and left the house while smoothing his jacket.
“This is going to be busy. But the work will be reduced.”
There is no need to touch each and every affiliate.
* * *
The place Woojin arrived was none other than the university hospital.
His neat suit and charming face caught the attention of many people.
The confident and proud smile reflected on Woojin's face was fixed like a sculpture and did not disappear.
Woojin, who was walking down the hallway like that, leaned his back against the wall.
There are many people who are sick like this. And there are also many who are very happy at this time.
At that moment, Woojin pushed his back away from the wall.
“Professor Park Byeong-ho?”
He looked to be in his late 50s and spoke while looking Woojin up and down.
He was the chairman's personal physician.
“Yes. But. Who?”
“I came here to get a health checkup from the best professor.”
Woojin took out a check from his bosom.
“100 million.”
His brow furrowed.
He had a face that seemed to say, "What kind of crazy guy is this?"
When he was silent for a moment, Woojin took out two more checks.
“I suddenly had this thought, ‘Can I spend all this money and die?’ That’s why I came here despite my rudeness to get a health checkup. If you don’t like the money, I can send it to your account.”
* * *
Kim Dae-han's hair was disheveled as he sat in the president's office.
If you vomit everything out, you will not be able to avoid becoming a beggar.
Furthermore, it was a prison sentence.
I thought SH Strategy was lying, but some prosecutor acted without any fear and created this mess.
Just then, the door opened with a bang.
It was Lee Jeong-mi.
Kim Dae-han got up from his seat weakly.
“I’m sorry. I have something to say… … .”
Lee Jeong-mi, who had been looking at Kim Dae-han as if he were a bug, sat down on the upper seat of the sofa and crossed her legs.
“I didn’t come here to hear the same excuses. Hand over your SH Construction shares immediately.”
“The chairman won’t stay still.”
If you go against the chairman's words, you may end up rotting away in prison. You may also have to accept even greater disadvantages.
SH Construction's shares were to be absorbed into the holding company.
Lee Jeong-mi, who was about to shout, closed her eyes as if suppressing her anger and let out a long breath through her nose.
“I will save you.”
“Huh? What is that… … .”
“Prosecutor Kim Cheol-woong, how can I not do that as a deputy chief prosecutor? I will get you a suspended sentence. So, before you go to the holding company, hand it over to me.”
Kim Dae-han's eyes moved in all directions as if trembling.
The chairman tells her to vomit everything out and be punished, and Lee Jeong-mi tells him to give up her shares in exchange for her life.
Kim Dae-han's thoughts were simple.
If I hand it over? Will the chairman stay still?
What kind of retaliation will I receive?
He was a man without any blood or tears.
“You said that your wife and children will be going abroad to study next month, right? I’ll tell you to go first, and you should follow your family to where they are. I’ll take care of your children enough to make sure they don’t have to worry about what other people think.”
“The chairman… … .”
“Chairman, Chairman, Chairman! I’m not a cuckoo. The person you should be worrying about right now is not the Chairman. Your wife and children are going to end up on the streets. As the head of a household, you should act like a head of household!”
Kim Dae-han blinked and chewed his lip.
Lee Jeong-mi spoke again.
“Your one word determines my destination right now. Whether I go home or go see the chief prosecutor.”
There was silence for several minutes.
Kim Dae-han seemed to continue to ponder, and then Lee Jeong-mi slowly nodded and got up from her seat.
And then he headed towards the door as if he wasn't interested.
“Hey, ma’am!”
Lee Jeong-mi stopped walking and looked back at Kim Dae-han.
“I think I’ve finally come to my senses.”
“50%, I will give you the 50% I have.”
Lee Jeong-mi nodded.
“Okay. I’ll get the rest when I meet the inspector and come back with good news. Until then, the other people who have friendly interests should be convinced as well. What do you mean… … . Do you understand?”
"All right."
“Secretary Kim.”
At Lee Jeong-mi's words, a man in a suit came inside.
He spoke politely to Kim Dae-han.
“You can discuss the transfer of shares with me.”
That evening.
Lee Jeong-mi found a Korean restaurant with its back to a lush mountain.
I entered the room following the guidance of the staff.
A middle-aged man who appeared to be in his late fifties, who was inside, stood up from his seat, touched his clothes, and greeted Lee Jeong-mi.
He looked to be about 160cm tall.
“Are you here?”
Lee Jeong-mi smiled.
“I’m not late, am I?”
“Hahaha! No way. No. I came quickly.”
Lee Jeong-mi, who sat down, got straight to the point.
It was something that had to be done quickly.
“Prosecutor Kim Cheol-woong, what does that person do? I don’t even know the topic. I’m just saying that because it seems like he’s causing too much trouble.”
He laughed awkwardly.
“He’s still young and energetic, so he’s a subordinate… … .”
Lee Jeong-mi said, taking the teacup away from her lips.
“I can’t sleep these days because of that person and it’s so noisy.”
The inspector nodded slowly.
It was a meaningful gesture.
“They say sleep is the best medicine, so you should get some rest. I’ll scold you a little.”
“Don’t you think that the sins of Shinwha Jeonki’s CEO Kim Dae-han are exaggerated? I think so.”
“I will instruct you to review it closely again.”
“You should be punished according to your sins. I don’t think it’s right for sins to be exaggerated.”
“That is correct.”
“So, I would like to remove a few of the exaggerated charges against President Kim Dae-han. As each charge is removed, it will be of great help to our Chief Prosecutor.”
The meaning of Lee Jeong-mi's smile was simple.
The more the charges were excluded, the more it meant that a gift was given.
“Hahaha! The guilt shouldn’t be exaggerated.”
The smiling inspector straightened his expression and said.
“Probation. I’ll make it happen for you.”
Lee Jeong-mi's thin teeth were clearly revealed.
At that moment, an employee brought food and made a noise.
“This house… … the food is really delicious. Eat lots.”
That moment.
Woojin was having a meal with Prosecutor Kim Cheol-woong.
Kim Cheol-woong liked the food very much, as he moved his chopsticks around to eat the side dishes.
“Wow… … The food in this restaurant is good. Is it because it’s expensive? Does it taste even better because Woojin-kun bought it for me?”
“Eat plenty.”
“But aren’t you feeling well? What? It seems like you’re not eating well.”
Woojin smiled.
“I feel full just looking at our Prosecutor Kim eating.”
Kim Cheol-woong pointed at Woo-jin with his chopsticks.
“It feels like the person has changed. It feels refreshing.”
The meal was over in ten more minutes.
“Ah, I ate until I was full.”
Kim Cheol-woong rubbed his stomach and tapped his teeth with his fingernail to see if there was any food stuck between them.
Woojin said, lifting the glass of water.
“I feel like I’ve gotten a lot from Prosecutor Kim over the years. I’ll try to arrange meals like this more often.”
“Okay, let’s have some samgyeopsal and a glass of soju. I have so many things I’m curious about Woojin.”
“Just choose the day.”
"okay."
Kim Cheol-woong got up from his seat and put on his jacket.
“Good luck to our prosecutor Kim Cheol-woong.”
He threw the words out there as a joke.
“Now I don’t know what will become of me.”
Kim Cheol-woong shook his head and laughed, then left the room and headed to the next room.
I straightened my clothes in front of the door and cleared my throat with a 'heum'.
And then, soon, there was a knock on the sliding door.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
“Chief Inspector, this is Deputy Chief Inspector Kim Cheol-woong.”
Kim Cheol-woong opened the door and went inside.
