I've been in and out of this mansion for more than a decade, but the place I was allowed to live in the Jinyang group was the living room and the kitchen.
This is the study that you can never enter in addition to the bedroom.
The chairman's office on the 27th floor of the Sunyang Group's headquarters is the official office, but all the group's decisions take place right here.
This study is a place where only the owners of affiliates and real people who lead families and groups can come and go.
I'm also qualified to enter and exit this place now.
Not as the director of Yoon Hyun-woo, but as his grandson.
I stepped into the study and looked inside.
The study was no different from the appearance of the conference room.
In front of the president's large office desk was a conference table that could seat a dozen people, and the president's children and group of real people were already sitting. it was expected
There will be happy birthdays, but if they get together, it's natural to discuss the current issues.
I was surprised because Jin Young-jun, my eldest grandson, was also sitting here instead of my father.
My father's missing is enough to nod his head. Isn't he the one who put it out anyway?
But Jin Young-joon is only 20 years old now. I'm a college student and I'm preparing to study abroad.
Compared to other people, he's still just a child. The fact that he is sitting in this position means that he has already solidified his successor.
It was a God-given opportunity to be reincarnated with the blood of a chaebol, but is it already late?
Is it impossible to overcome the age of 10 years?
I misunderstood all of me who was immersed in this thought with my head bowed. I thought I was terrified.
"Dojun, man. raise your head Men grow up fighting between brothers. LOL."
Jin Young-joon said with a big smile as if he wanted to show his eldest brother.
"Be quiet! It's not a place where you can open your mouth. Didn't I tell you to just listen."
When his father and my uncle, Vice Chairman Jin Young-gi, shouted, Jin Young-jun scratched his head.
Chairman Jin pulled my hand.
"Dojun."
"Yes. Grandpa."
"Kel down next to me until I tell you to stand up. That's the punishment."
is this a bee Or is it education?
It will be a punishment for ten-year-old Jin Do-jun, but it's a management class for 40-year-old Yoon Hyun-woo.
We must not miss a word about what kind of strategy those who create an empire called a cruiser pour out.
I sat down quietly next to my grandfather.
"Everyone, tell me what you think. What do you think will happen?"
The meeting that was interrupted because of me has started again.
"You're a severance, don't you know that well? It's the end of the term, but it won't collapse. Won't we break through it head-on?"
"If it's a front-to-face break?"
"I mean the hard-line suppression."
"It can already be seen as a hard-line suppression, right? Do you have military input in mind by any chance?"
"That's right."
what is it
End of tenure? suppression ? military ?
Is it a story about the current situation, not the management of the company?
"You have to think about other directions as well. More than a million people gathered from across the country today. If you put in a military, it could be two million, not a million."
"Don't you get scared even in front of the gun knife?"
"Now it's a situation where the flames of anger are burning. If it goes off, you'll be afraid of the gun knife, but the military input is like pouring oil. The current regime won't know that either."
"So? What do you want to say? Are you trying to prepare for the collapse of the regime? Do you think next year's president will come out of the opposition?"
"It could be...."
bang-!
When Chairman Jin slammed down the desk, the president of the affiliate, who was expressing his opinion, hurriedly shut up.
"Can you do that? of course it can be maybe not Do you think I'm killing a waste of time to hear that kind of sound?"
"Sorry, I'm sorry."
The chairman's roar all shakes his head at once.
"Tell me which one you have to line up behind. Vice Chairman!"
"Yes. Mr. Chairman."
"Tell me first. who is it ?
Although it is a father-in-child, as it is an official position, they called each other as a position in the company.
Maybe because of the weight of the vice president, my uncle Jin Young-gi couldn't answer easily.
Jin Young-gi in his mid-forties. And his son, Jin Young-joon.
These are the two guys who put everything on me and even ordered me to kill.
Now that I'm back in the past, I'm not going to be hit like that. But it's something that can happen at any time just because it's not me.
I was curious about the answer of Jin Young-gi, who I once admired.
What kind of perspective does he have?
"It's not a regime that's going to collapse, and it's definitely a successor. In the seven years since this regime came into office, demonstrations have been constant. I think it's just a bit harsh right now."
The second son vibrator and Samnam Jinsanggi, who are together with the eldest son's remarks, agree without hesitation.
"I think so, too."
"I too...."
As the princes and princes expressed the same opinions one after another, the affiliate bosses also focused on maintaining the current regime.
something was weird
Three days later, the president's emergency announcement comes out.
Isn't it a declaration of surrender?
the people win
The Blue House would have some outline by now.
If it's about Sunyang Group, it won't be a straw or two plugged into the Blue House, but it was hard to understand that I don't know yet.
At this time, was it rare for Sunyang Group scholarship students in political relations?
Leaving these questions behind, I continued to listen to their meetings.
But there wasn't a single word about group management, and it was hard to say that I had to line up behind someone.
In a way, it was even pathetic.
No matter how cluttered the situation is, this is not the story I wanted. I was looking forward to the coming and going of high-level content that ordinary office workers don't think of, at least, who set up a management strategy to respond to change and predicts how the bursting demand for democratization will change the world.
But the group's life and death in line behind the strong guy bites the bubble and buzz.
It was pathetic and bittersweet.
Is this the corporate landscape of the 80s?
In the end, the meeting ended with only a crappy prediction that the current regime would continue.
"That's it. everyone go out And open your ears and gather information."
After Chairman Jin's words, everyone left the study.
"Get up now."
A soft voice like a grandfather.
I tried to get up quickly, but it was impossible. When I stretched my hardened legs little by little and managed to get up, Chairman Jin's gaze on me was full of extraordinary feelings. It was a warm look from an ordinary grandfather.
Chairman Jin, who sat me next to him, opened his mouth.
"It's Jang, our Dojun."
" yes ?"
"It's been quite a long time, but you've never frowned or shown any signs of hard work. Even if I was an adult, my legs would be uncomfortable, so I would have moved my body around.... You're upright."
I didn't even know my legs hurt because I was listening to your opinion. I couldn't even feel how much time had passed.
"But I have one question. How has it changed so?"
The original Jin Do-joon would have been no different from his older brother, Sang-jun.
He must have shown only a passive look, full of hectic under his powerless and perverted parents.
Such a child doesn't hesitate to commit violence to protect his own, so of course he will be surprised and curious.
Actually, it's not a different person, it's someone else. what.... I can't say this.
"Is it me?"
"Okay. Was it New Year's Day that I saw Dojun? It's only been half a year now, but I feel like someone else has finished it. I think it's my grandson Heh heh."
Looking at Chairman Jin's eyes, I rolled my head to see which answer would be okay. The proper answer is one.
"I'm not going to put up with it anymore."
"What?"
"Father and mother kept noticing, so I put up with it. I can't stand it anymore out of anger."
Damn, it would be perfect if even a little tears flowed in this case....
There's no way I'm going to cry!
But I guess I was more proud of saying this.
Chairman Jin hugged me without saying a word.
I felt like I was guessing and feeling sorry about my hard work in the past.
In this case, you have to shock it once again. A shocking shock that is so shocking.
"Grandpa."
"Okay, tell me. whatever ."
"Make all three friends."
"What do you mean by that? What do you mean by making three friends?"
"That's what you said earlier. The next president."
"...?!"
The way I looked at me with compassion changed.
I punished you, but did you listen to the whole conversation? A child who is only ten years old.
Moreover, it would have been surprising that you even created a unique idea by combining all the stories.
"The president is the strongest person in our country, but when you don't know who you will be, wouldn't it be good to just make them all friends? All three are powerful enough to become presidents, so do I have to make only one friend?"
I spoke in a childish tone as much as possible. Except for all the difficult words.
"Everyone can be friends..."
"Can't you?"
"Is there any way it won't work? The more friends, the better. Heh heh."
Chairman Jin, who hugged me tightly, even burst into a satisfying smile.
Shall we just go this far today?
A few days later, when the 6.29 declaration comes out, you'll be surprised once again just by sneaking out who you really have to line up.
You have to immerse yourself in the cleverness of your 10-year-old grandson and make him an irresoldable grandfather.
it's not too late yet
"Do you want to play outside now? Grandpa has a few things to do."
I came out of the study with a lot of lovely eyes from Chairman Jin.
***
Chairman Jin, who was left alone in the study, was enthrehensive.
Eventually, Chairman Jin, with the phone, called somewhere.
- Yes, president.
"Give five sheets to YS, DJ right now."
- Do you mean both of you?
"Okay. You're having a hard time in the current situation, so tell your subordinates to feed some meat, and throw some appropriate balls."
- I see. Then is that way...?
"Please give me ten copies first. Don't forget to say that I hope you solve the noisy situation well."
- I will keep it in mind. Mr. President.
Chairman Jin, who put down the hand-in-tight, burst into laughter.
I can't believe my 10-year-old grandson is saying such a special thing.
I thought it was too extreme.
When asked to predict an uncertain future, everyone came up with an uncertain answer. The current regime is holding up a white flag, holding on, and it is a guessy answer.
If you asked the question to come up with a response to an uncertain future, someone must have answered that it should be spread out and get insurance.
Because those people have that kind of head.
But I can't believe my 10-year-old grandson would throw this answer!
Why did I just find such a smart figure?
Chairman Jin quietly called his eldest grandson, Jin Young-joon.
Because I wanted to check the rice cake leaf of the guy who will be the 3rd president of the Sunyang Group in the future.
Jin Young-joon ran to his grandfather's call. With a slightly nervous expression.
"Young-joon."
"Yes. Mr. Chairman."
"Uh-huh, I'm your grandmother now."
"Oh, yes. Grandpa."
The nervous Jin Young-joon's face turned red. You have to make a clear distinction between public and private. But it's not easy to get into the taste of a grandfather who is often on a whim.
"You only listened today. But you must have thought about it, right? Let's see your answer sheet. I'll do the grading."
The current regime is just over six months away. It's an obvious raim duck, but every day citizens pour in on the streets and shout for the abolition of the dictatorship. Moreover, next year, the Olympics, a global event, will be held.
What will be this time of chaos? This is the problem and you have to write down the answer sheet.
"That's... well..."
At school, I saw a lot of students throwing jangdol and Molotov cocktails and running away from tear gas.
Police forces have always disbanded protesters.
The difference in power is overwhelming. Demo every day and disband every day.
College students can't beat public power anyway.
Jin Young-joon, who organized his thoughts, carefully filled out the answer sheet.
"The protesters think this is the maximum. If the president puts in more police... I think it will calm down if he even puts in some military forces."
"Then is it an extension of the current regime?"
"Yes. Naturally, he, the current president's friend and successor, will be the next president."
"Then this Grand Abby will believe what you say and give it to him. right ?"
" yes ?"
Jin Young-joon felt a cold sweat running down the nape of his neck.
The grandfather laughs softly and says he will leave the future of the group to his predictions.
Of course not. but this is a test
You show your confidence by sticking out your chest, but if the prediction is wrong, you will be caught again and again, and if you take a step back from here, you will only give the impression that you are indecisive.
Chairman Jin kicked his tongue inside, looking at his grandson with an embarrassed expression.
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