Chapter 97

* * * * *
Office of the Managing Director, Daelae Construction.
“Wow, an event like this? I’m going to have to do something about that.”
The owner, Park Gun-hyuk, managing director of Daeli Construction, was playing a game on his computer in his office as usual.
“But… how long have you been working with Kim Cheong-soo, and you haven’t heard from him?”
While playing the game, Park suddenly remembered something he had asked Kim to do a while ago. He looked at his phone.
“You’re supposed to tell me how things are going…”
It’s been quite a while since I was initially contacted to get started, and I haven’t heard from them once about how things are going.
“I’ll call him…”
But calling him first seemed a little out of place. After hesitating for a moment, Park eventually picked up his cell phone and called Kim Cheongsoo.
-You’re not answering your phone…
“…?”
But then he heard a sound that made him shake his head.
“I don’t get it… as opposed to I can’t get it?”
Park Gun-hyuk wondered if he had heard wrong and called Kim Cheong-soo again.
-You’re not answering your phone…
“…Are you out of your mind, you little shit.”
It wasn’t that he couldn’t hear, it was that he wouldn’t answer. Park furrowed his brow. He didn’t know what the situation was, but the fact that his call was rejected hurt his pride.
“If I don’t get it this time…”
Park called again. If he didn’t answer the phone this time, he wasn’t going to give Kim Cheong-soo the contract he had promised him. Did he even know what he was thinking? This time, Kim answered the phone.
-You son of a bitch, don’t call me, you asshole, you’re going to get a real sacrifice when you show up in front of me.
tuk
However, Kim Cheong-soo, who answered the phone, said something one-sided and then hung up.
“…”
At Kim Cheong-soo’s words, Park Gun-hyuk remained in the same position he was in on the phone, slapping his bruises for a moment.
Sigh
He looked down at his phone. He checked to make sure he wasn’t calling the wrong person, but he wasn’t: it was definitely Kim’s number and Kim’s voice.
“This guy…”
When Park regained his senses, he was overwhelmed by Kim’s sudden reaction, and he had no idea what to do. That’s when it happened.
Tirrrrrrrr!
The ringing made him look over to the work phone next to his computer and frown. A call on his work phone was most likely company-related. He didn’t answer and waited for the caller to hang up.
Tiri-ri-ri-ring!
But the ringing continued, and Park eventually answered the phone with a frown.
“Daelae Construction Managing Director Park Gun…”
When Park picked up the phone, he couldn’t finish his sentence.
-You asshole, why are you taking so long to answer the phone?
“Oh…Dad?”
After a moment of disbelief at the sudden cursing, Park realized that the voice belonged to Park Jae-hoon, the president of Daereo E&C and his father, and replied in an embarrassed voice.
-Come to my room right now!
tuk
But Park hung up the phone, telling him to come on over.
“…What is it?”
Park put down the receiver with an embarrassed expression.
“What’s going on again? You haven’t done anything recently.”
He could tell from the voice on the phone that Chapter was angry. Park tried to think of something he’d done wrong recently, but he couldn’t think of anything.
Sigh
Park got up from his seat and headed for the president’s office.
“…you can go in.”
Profit
When he arrived at the president’s office, the secretary waiting at the entrance opened the door for him. Park shook his head at the secretary’s unwillingness to make eye contact with him and walked through the door into the president’s office.
Profit
Park entered and the door closed behind him.
“Oh…Dad?”
But once inside, Park grabbed the handle to open the door again.
“Go…why the golf club?”
True to his word, Park Jae-hoon was currently holding a golf club. Having encountered this situation often, Park already knew why Jaehoon was holding a golf club.
“You asshole, come over here and get down on the ground.”
“Bounce…bounce!
Seeing Park Jae-hoon’s words and his angry expression, Park Gun-hyuk realized he had to leave the room.
Sigh
Park grabbed the handle, turned it, and opened the door.
“Huh?
But the door didn’t open.
Sigh
Thinking that he was nervous and didn’t open it properly, Park turned the handle once again and pushed the door open with a little more force.
“What…what.
But this time, it didn’t open either. Something was wrong. Just then, I heard the secretary’s voice outside the door.
“I’m sorry, sir. Mr. Managing Director.”
“…”
By the sound of the voice, the secretary was blocking the door. Park swallowed hard and looked at his father, Park Jae-hoon.
“You’re not coming? I’m coming?”
Jumbled
Jae-hoon Park started walking toward him. Seeing Jaehoon walking toward him and the golf club in his hand, Park sighed inwardly.
“Go…go!”
He quickly ran over and fell to the ground.
“Whoa…”
Park sighed as he looked at his prone child. Then he picked up his golf club.
“Gunhyuk… Let’s hit it.”
Muttering to himself, Park swung his golf club.
Puck!
“Billion!”
After being struck by the golf club, Park looked like he was about to die and began to roll around on the ground, rubbing his hip in pain.
“…Gunhyuk.”
However, after seeing Park Jae-hoon’s words and expression, Park Gun-hyuk fell down again. He opened his mouth to speak at the same time as he fell down.
“I… Dad, but I don’t know what I did to deserve this.”
“What?”
“No, I… I need to know that so I don’t repeat the mistake next time…”
“…”
Jaehoon Park didn’t say anything to Gunhyuk Park’s comment.
Sigh
Without a word, he picked up the club again. Then he opened his mouth to speak.
“Gunhyuk.”
“Yeah…”
“As for what you did wrong…”
“Uh.”
“That’s what I’m asking.”
With that, Park swung his golf club once again.
Puck!
“Billion!”
“What the hell do you think you’re doing walking around and getting calls from that place, you asshole, you’re dead today.”
Puck!
“Billion!”
Park once again looked like he was about to die and began to roll around on the floor, rubbing his butt in pain, then stood up and said, “I’m sorry.
“Wait, Dad!”
“…?”
“What do you mean, I haven’t really done anything lately, and where is that place you said you were calling from?”
“…after.”
Park Jaehoon sighed at Park Gunhyuk’s words. Then he opened his mouth to speak.
“Gunhyuk.”
“Huh?”
“Let’s hit it until we remember.”
* * * * *
“Goodbye!”
“Yeah, see you later.”
“Call me when you want to sell your junk!”
Myeong-hoo and Min-hyung were driven out of the restaurant by Ji-yeon, and they talked as they walked home.
“Are you coming right in?”
“Well, they’ll probably go right in if everything’s okay.”
“Hmph, you haven’t gotten rid of your junk from the lush greenery yet, have you?”
“I’ll be right in your ear when I get in.”
“Thank you!”
Minhyung said with a wide smile. Then, with a look of curiosity on her face, she continued.
“But what were you talking about with Delay at the end?”
“Huh? Earlier?”
Myung-hu looked slightly embarrassed by Min-hyung’s words. Minhyung didn’t miss it and patted Myunghu on the back with a smirk on his face and said, “I’m sorry.
“Ha, thank goodness. Finally.”
“We’re not what you think we are yet.”
“Not yet? That means soon!”
“…”
Myung Hu laughed heartily at Min Hyung’s words. Seeing Myeonghu’s laughter, Minhyung opened his mouth with a mischievous expression and said.
“Hmph, I thought you stopped paying attention to girls because of Jung Yoon… Was that it again?”
Stop
When Jung-yoon’s story came up, Myung-hoo paused for a moment, then shuddered and looked at Min-hyung.
“Ugh, don’t even get me started on him.”
Min-hyung smirked at Myung-hoo’s reaction.
“Now I’m going to turn around. Come in and listen!”
Soon afterward, Minhyung arrived at the house and called out to Myung-hoo as he ran home. Myung-hoo waved goodbye and started walking back to his house.
“I’ll just trade the junk and go to the exchange.
He logged out just as he was about to reach the fourth floor, which made him even more excited to see what he could find there. Ming Hu smiled and picked up his pace.
Eek.
After arriving home, Ming Hu quietly entered his room, changed his clothes, and entered the capsule.
Tirrrrrrrr!
Shortly after Ming Hu entered the capsule, a ringtone rang in the room, but Ming Hu didn’t hear it, and the ringtone continued to ring.
Profit
Just then, the door opened and Myung-hoo’s mom walked in.
“Ugh, he can do it with vibration.”
Entering the room, Myung-hoo’s mom found her cell phone ringing excitedly on the desk and checked to see who was calling.
“Delay?”
It was a name she had never heard before. Myung-hoo’s mom took one look at the capsule containing Myung-hoo, smiled, and answered the phone.
“Hello?”
“It’s my mom.”
“You sound so young, I thought you were my brother or sister? Oh my gosh, you’re so nice. Ho ho.”
Profit
Myung-hoo’s mom left the room, talking on the phone.
Profit
When Myung-hoo’s mom re-entered the room a few minutes later, she put her phone down on the desk, looked at the capsule with a smile, and left the room.