A Chairman Who Has No Regrets - Chapter 122



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The Chairman Who Has No Regrets Episode 122 – Faith, Hope, Love and Despair (16)

Seocho-dong, Seoul.

These days, there are some unique signs that seem to fit in but don’t. To be exact, signs that write English in Korean are following the trend, but they are awkward signs that make you wonder if anyone knows what they mean.

[Kim & Lee Law Firm]

The sign is quite different from other signs for law firms, lawyers, etc. The building is fairly new, but it doesn’t look like there are many people coming and going.

Squeak.

As the door to the law firm opens and Attorney Hyein Lee enters, her mentor and business partner, Attorney Ho-cheol Kim, greets her strangely with a bright voice but no eyes at all.

“Did our Hyein meet the client yesterday? She said she would come back but she just left work?”

When Attorney Hyein Lee sat down in her seat as if she was tired and didn’t say anything, Ho-cheol Kim wiggled his eyebrows.

“The shooter is always waiting for the assistant shooter, but he just got off work and doesn’t even say hello anymore? American style, American style, I’m sick of it! Come make me some coffee!”

Hyein turned her head quickly.

“What, what? If you look at it that way, do you think I’ll be less angry?”

“I did it yesterday.”

Kim Ho-cheol, who was so surprised, jumped up from his seat.

“Ha, what are you doing! That bastard Baek Su-cheol is a married man! I’m still living alone in Dok-su-gong-bang! What the heck···”

“embarrassment.”

Kim Ho-cheol sat down in his seat with a thud as if he was in despair and shouted.

“Hey! Is Korean also American style? Speak in order!”

“I was embarrassed.”

“Yeah! That’s right, kid!”

Kim Ho-cheol stares at Hye-in as if waiting for her next words. However, Hye-in doesn’t seem to have any intention of saying anything next and just lets out a deep sigh.

“No! Once you start talking, you have to finish it! What the heck, I’m so embarrassed!”

“I did it, panic. My throat hurts. I need water.”

“Oh, really? I’ll bring it over right away.”

“Yes, coffee.”

“Yeah, yeah, warm.”

“Thank you, thank you.”

Kim Ho-cheol quickly goes into the break room and comes out while diligently preparing coffee. He realizes that he is making the coffee himself today as well.

“Hey! Ah-I got fooled again while pretending to be awkward. Should I just throw it away?”

“I don’t know, dialect.”

“Damn, take a shit.”

Knock, knock.

Kim Ho-cheol put down his coffee nervously while talking dirty. Hye-in frowned and said.

“Make it, man, manners.”

“Hey! Just speak English! I’m dying of frustration.”

“No, no, Ho-cheol said that, you have to write it in Korean.”

“You’re sitting there with a sick mind. Why did you believe all that and open an office here… in Seocho-dong, a small town.”

Hyein wiggled her eyebrows as if she was displeased and said.

“Ho-cheol, that’s right. Trust me. Men don’t do that, they say two things with one mouth.”

“Hey, Mr. Lee, don’t you speak Korean well when you’re out and about? Your vocabulary is incredible. Do you even understand the dialect?”

Hyein Lee quickly changes the subject at Kim Ho-cheol’s suspicious gaze.

“Ahem, let me tell you about yesterday.”

“Oh, come on. I’m dying of curiosity. Why would our God, Chok Hye-in, an international lawyer, be so flustered?”

“It’s difficult, client.”

“What? There’s no such thing as prejudice based on age?”

“Wrong, client.”

“What?”

“With other kids.”

“how?”

“The look in your eyes, the way you speak, the feeling. My intuition.”

Kim Ho-cheol said with his eyes wide open.

“Huh? You got a hunch about your client?”

“Yes, I did.”

“Oh my, I fell asleep after doing this dozens of times! Put the purpose and subject in front!”

“That’s right, it’s activated.”

“Huh- that’s interesting.”

Kim Ho-cheol sips his coffee as if he finds it very interesting and chuckles. Kim Ho-cheol slowly sips his coffee while looking at Hye-in, who seems to be dumbfounded. He thinks deeply about what kind of person Hye-in Lee is.

Hyein Lee, who passed all her exams with almost perfect scores.

Hyein Lee, who was being desperately sought after by large American law firms and global law firms, suddenly accepted his offer to become a partner by handing him his business card.

At the time, several law firms even declared that her decision would be the biggest mistake of her life. Kim Ho-cheol also couldn’t believe at first that Hye-in, who would become the queen of the legal profession, had chosen him.

“Is this the feeling you had when I was chosen?”

Hyein shook her head vigorously.

“Hehehe, I guess I was the one with the strongest instincts? You only trust me, brother, so it’s just going smoothly···”

“It’s stronger, touch.”

“What? You came harder than me?”

“It’s different this time, I get this feeling. I’m loyal to Hyein, to him.”

“That much?”

Kim Ho-cheol, feeling somewhat disappointed, purses his lips and turns his head to look out the window.

“Well, your intuition that helped me get perfect scores on exams is all gone now. Why did you get an office in Dalnong-ne, Seocho-dong just because you had an intuition and just blow away flies? Huh!”

Hyein, who finished drinking her coffee, gets up from her seat.

“Go, to work.”

“Hey!”

Hye-in, who didn’t even listen to what Kim Ho-cheol said, hurriedly went outside.

“Where are you going!”

“Investigation of client request.”

**

I entered the school gate, out of breath, and made eye contact with the drill instructor.

Whoosh.

The drill instructor avoids my eyes.

The drill sergeant looks at the guys from Sanggye-dong who followed him and yells.

“Hey guys! The students! What are their outfits!”

Since autonomy is progressing and there are no school uniforms anyway, it’s obvious that they don’t want to make eye contact with me when they ask for a dress code check.

“Hello, teacher.”

“Ahem, okay. Come on in.”

He is a gentleman who doesn’t know how to say sorry even when he dies. With such authority, this military training subject should have been abolished long ago. I can’t help but click my tongue, but what can I do? Even a bad law is a law.

“Oh my – our school is proud! I’m talking to the drill teacher who said something about communists and Samcheong Education Corps last time!”

Homeroom teacher Seo Yoon-seok appeared.

It’s unknown whether he’ll be my homeroom teacher again since he’s already finished his school year, but if it’s like the future I know, he’ll be my homeroom teacher for the next three years.

The drill sergeant coughed in vain at the sarcastic remark of the homeroom teacher, glanced at me, and spoke.

“Well, I misunderstood last time, the broadcast was so weird, you know, ahem.”

“Oh my – people can misunderstand, right, Kang-ah?”

“Yes, sir.”

“But these days, teacher, really- people are like that? Even when they know they’re wrong, they don’t admit it and they don’t apologize, right? What kind of world is this, we should catch all those people and send them to Samcheong Education Corps, right?”

“Hmm, that, that’s right. Was that the battle?”

“Yes, sir.”

The drill instructor spoke hesitantly.

“I, I’m sorry about that time.”

“Yes, it’s okay.”

“Okay, study hard.”

“yes.”

Seo Yoon-seok gives me a signal with his chin, smiling like a victor, telling me to go in. I nod and climb up the hill again. For some reason, the hill to school feels like it has no end.

“Hey, Kang-ah, what class were you in?”

“Class 1.”

“Oh, so you’re in class 1 since you’re first?”

Certainly, I did get first place during the final exam.

I can’t tell if that’s exactly why.

“Oh, that’s right! It was a different class.”

Hwang Dong-soo said as if he was very sorry.

“Hehe, aren’t you going to get your cap cut off now?”

Kim Sung-hak teases that it’s funny.

“Hey, isn’t that right?”

“No, you can’t be vice president anymore.”

“···Hey! Once you’re a cap, always a cap! Don’t you know?”

Jo Sang-geun nodded and said.

“Yeah, you’re a perpetual brat.”

Hwang Dong-soo, who teased Sang-geun like that along with Seong-hak. It seems like this is revenge on him.

“These kids!”

“What class is Taesu in?”

“Class 1.”

Coincidentally, this time I was in the same class as Taesu.

“Oh, I’m in class 1 too.”

Kim Seong-hak and Hong Tae-su became class 1 students like me.

What will happen in the second year of high school?

It’s funny and strange that I want to become an adult quickly, both when I was a real high school student and when I was a second high school student. I hate getting older.

As I entered the classroom of Class 1, Grade 2, the students who had arrived earlier looked at me, Seonghak, and Taesu, and observed their reactions. Among them, they were the ones who were observing me the most.

The location hasn’t been completely decided yet.

“Is it empty here?”

When I asked about the relatively empty desk, no one answered. Taesu roughly put his bag down on the desk and spoke as if declaring something.

“This is where we write.”

I kicked Taesu’s butt.

“You’re playing.”

“Oh my.”

I’ve seen this before, he’s quite good at imitating gangsters.

A guy who also has to manage his image.

It seems that they don’t know how much of a blow the image of school violence will have in the future. Of course, people in the present age are somewhat distant from the issue of school violence. The world is so ignorant.

Wasn’t it a time when you were being beaten by teachers before you even committed school violence? It was to that extent, though.

The moment I sat down and opened my bag.

“Hey, Tanaka, no, Jeon Kang.”

When I turned my head at the sound of my name being called, Taesu got up from his seat.

“What is it now, kid? Are you here to cause trouble?”

“no···”

“Then what is it?”

I remember the face.

The guy who caused a ruckus at the last opening ceremony, the guy who bowed his head like a giraffe and disappeared at Taesu’s growl.

“I’m sorry about last time, Jeon Kang. Are you going to put the lunch box away? I’ll put it away for you.”

He quickly snatched the lunch box from my hands and placed it on the stove. Taesu sat down, licking his lips as if he was embarrassed, and Kim Seong-hak and I snickered.

Public opinion in this day and age moves very easily.

This is why they control the media.

Anyway, I could tell that my position at school had changed 180 degrees. I had a feeling that the principal would call me for the opening ceremony that was about to begin. What kind of excuse would he make to hand me the award again?

I wish they had given me a scholarship.

Bang bang!

A person who hits the desk.

He was Seo Yoon-seok.

Am I destined to be with him for the entire three years of high school?

“Hey you guys, there are other guys you’re seeing too? Nice to meet you. I’m your homeroom teacher. I’ll leave out the names. Anyone else have any objections?”

“doesn’t exist!”

“Yeah, we have to elect a class president. Do you want to vote or should I choose?”

The children avert their gaze at the word class president.

In those days, being a class president was a title that cost money. It would be similar in the future, but it was a position where you had to do something for the class or the teacher, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was the starting point of the bad habit of sending notes. It was just annoying and didn’t have even a speck of practical use. So it’s understandable that the kids turned their attention away. I’m included.

“The boys don’t have any answers? Then I will choose them with my authority as the homeroom teacher! Jeon Gang!”

“yes.”

“You do it, class president.”

“···”

“Huh? Aren’t you going to answer?”

“Yes, I understand.”

I became the class president again.

It’s annoying.

“Okay! And the principal will speak later, but starting today, our high school will have soccer and sports clubs. Since this is a project actively promoted by the Office of Education and the government, there will be many benefits, so please think about it and join. Got it?”

Oh finally.

Yes, Taesu’s soccer life began with that soccer club.

“By the way, I heard that some of the sports clubs have scholarships. Huh?”

Seo Yoon-seok’s gaze fell on several children. Among them, Tae-su was definitely there. Why didn’t I look? He clearly made eye contact with children who were in difficult circumstances.

“Kang-i, you should study. Why are you interested in someone who has a lot of scholarships?”

Aha, so that’s why.

For some reason, Taesu didn’t seem very interested. I asked Taesu, who was sitting next to me.

“hey.”

“uh.”

“Aren’t you interested in the soccer club?”

“Oh, there isn’t any.”

Why?

“Why? They said they’d give me a scholarship?”

“I don’t know, you newbie.”

Oh, what’s different?

A variable that is experienced for the first time.

Is this the butterfly effect?

Among the guys’ wishes, I thought Taesu’s wish was the first. I guess I’ll have to have a deep conversation with him.