A Chairman Who Has No Regrets - Chapter 27
Only Krnovel
The Chairman Who Has No Regrets Episode 27 – The Business That Leaves (4)
What is it about the eyes of this guy who was born with one of the few spoons in Korea that are so earnest? If someone saw him, they would think that I was holding onto his lifeline. Yesterday, he showed off his education, but now that he is in a hurry, his mask has already come off. I seriously doubt his qualifications as a manager.
Well, I guess it can’t be helped because the primary focused more on connections than management. The next administration will be in charge of the Dong-A Ilbo, so I guess we can’t say that it’s necessarily a bad method. At least in Korea, there are school ties, regional ties, blood ties, and even smoking.
Because it’s a tough place to live without a partner.
“Just speak, Assistant Instructor. What do you need? I am the eldest son of the Gyeongseon Group.”
This isn’t the Joseon Dynasty, so what about the eldest son?
I could roughly guess what Choi Tae-woong was thinking. It seemed like a self-defense mechanism to bring up the term “eldest son” so casually. It seemed like he wanted to be wary of appearing incompetent and openly say that the primary was his.
In the first place, it was not surprising that my father, Choi Hyun-jong, was anxious when he won the primary election, as he had filled his brother’s empty seat. The eldest son of the first founder would obviously be keeping his eyes wide open. My younger brother would be there too.
“Does the student really need anything? He’s only a freshman in high school.”
Choi Tae-woong frowns, perhaps because he doesn’t like it.
“Wow, it’s hard. I can’t believe that the teaching assistant is a first-year high school student.”
The person who is to be compensated, the person selling the item, is the first to suggest the price. It is low-level to naturally state the price. It is intermediate to make the other party state the price first. It is high-level to make the other party state the price first.
Of course, I am not an expert.
Super high-resin.
“Well, let’s continue talking about this next time and continue with the class.”
The best ones have to beg to be sold. The highest prices come when the buyer is desperate. If there is someone selling an antidote to someone who is dying from poisoning, the price will be beyond imagination.
The idea of finding a substitute or replacement never crossed my mind in the first place, because in the future I lived in, such a history did not exist.
David turned his head away from me as if he couldn’t stand it anymore. He tried hard to hide his red face that looked like it was about to burst out laughing.
“Is there a way?”
Oh my.
Choi Tae-woong seems to want to change his method now. Since the tactic of persuasion isn’t working, he seems to want to try provoking me. A method of getting the other person to open their mouth by scratching their pride, a one-dimensional but not bad method.
“South Korea has democracy and freedom. It depends on what you believe.”
“Is there democracy in this land?”
Choi Tae-woong laughing in vain.
“I said it depends on what you believe.”
“under-”
Isn’t that exactly what South Korea is like right now?
Some people believe there is democracy, and others know very well that there is not. With the original military gone and the new military in place, it depends on whether you believe there is democracy.
“Assistant instructor.”
“yes.”
“I think you are still young and don’t know how great the primary is.”
I held the sweet coffee to my lips to suppress the laughter that was about to come out. You thought that the method of provoking me was not working, now it is a threat. It seems that you want to make me uncomfortable or scared, but what should I do? I am not uncomfortable or scared at all.
“I know, I think he’s 5th or 6th in the current business hierarchy. Isn’t that about it?”
Rather, Choi Tae-woong’s eyebrows twitched at my answer. His pride must have been quite hurt because I clearly revealed my feelings that it didn’t matter whether I got 5th or 6th place.
“Is it courage or recklessness? Truly···”
“Should we call this a fact?”
Choi Tae-woong shakes his head.
David, who was trying hard to hold back his laughter, sensed something was wrong and intervened.
“Okay, Taewoong, let’s talk about that later.”
Choi Tae-woong, who had been lying on the sofa and clicking his tongue for a moment, spoke with a sigh.
“Has it already been two hours?”
David glances at his watch and nods. It’s already 5 p.m.
It’s only 5 o’clock, and I feel very sorry that I have to continue this tiresome conversation for another 3 hours. I think I’ll have to go to the academy for a month or two to see my mother’s happy face. Well, if it’s long, it’ll probably be until my younger sister enters college.
“Oh, right. It’s been about an hour and a half.”
“Should we stop here for today? Man, two hours of English is tough.”
Hoo.
It’s interesting to see Choi Tae-woong, who seems like he’d get angry at any moment, but he actually knows how to hold back. He’s definitely different from his peers.
Of course, his eyes were not the eyes of giving up. Since there was no way right now, he was just taking a step back, and soon he would come to me and ask for a method and answer. But that would not be today.
“Okay, let’s have dinner.”
David, who is quick-witted, quickly agrees with Choi Tae-woong’s intention. David turns his head and speaks in Korean, not English.
“This is the end of class for today, so you can leave work.”
“Oh, really?”
As they listened, Choi Tae-woong and David burst into laughter as they expressed their delight at the good news.
“In times like this, you’re definitely a high school student.”
“therefore.”
I shrugged and stood up.
“Then shall we see each other tomorrow?”
David shook his head and then nodded, and Choi Tae-woong held out his hand.
“See you tomorrow, Assistant Instructor.”
I am very curious about what kind of proposal Choi Tae-woong will bring tomorrow, his eyes burning brightly.
“Yeah.”
I left the classroom without saying a word. I thought I could help my mother a little with the shop work during the busy evening hours.
**
Crunch.
After the lecture, Choi Tae-woong lies down on the sofa.
“He looks like my father.”
David chuckles.
“Hey, of course it’s only the Chairman who will do it?”
“I told you it’s true?”
“Arthur, your father is upset.”
“Haven’t you seen that, hyung? With your eyes wide open, you’re like, “Well, you’re being careful not to do business at a loss?”
“Ha ha, I saw it.”
“You’re not the type of kid who would open your mouth for a few bucks. Are you sure you’re a high school student?”
“Can’t you tell by looking at the name tag?”
Choi Tae-woong shakes his head.
He keeps thinking about his father, who shook his head and said that he would only do business at a loss, and his image strangely overlaps with Jeon Kang.
“I wonder if there really is something there···”
David sticks his tongue out and speaks at Choi Tae-woong’s muttering.
“I wonder if he has a solution or not?”
Choi Tae-woong nods his head.
“Oh, when I saw Gopiri’s reaction, there was something, but I can’t tell if it’s real or not.”
David raises the corners of his mouth.
“I have a really good idea.”
“wrinkle?”
“I don’t know much about the political and business aspects of the Asian Games and the Olympics, but at least there is a way to judge whether Jeon Kang is capable or not.”
Choi Tae-woong raises the corners of his mouth as if he finds it amusing.
“Oh, really?”
“You have to check that too before you decide how much to bet on him. You still don’t know how much to give him to seduce him.”
Choi Tae-woong nods his head obediently.
“What is it? That method.”
“First of all, I had a conversation with that guy. But it hasn’t been proven yet···”
The conversation between the two people began to progress without realizing the passage of time. Despite the name of the English conversation class, it was in Korean.
**
As I was walking briskly toward my mother’s shop, I saw three children, half as tall as me, sitting huddled together at the entrance of the alley.
“Did the guest come in?”
“Yeah, I went in with some guy and girl.”
“Really? Then I guess I’ll have to wait a little longer.”
The children’s eyes were clearly directed towards our mother’s restaurant.
“Why do I have to wait?”
The tallest girl answered the short boy’s question.
“Customers hate it.”
“Why do you hate us?”
“Uh, um···”
Instead of the girl hesitating to answer, another girl grabs the boy’s head.
Exactly!
“evil!”
“Just do what I say!”
“Hey, why are you hitting me!”
“Shoot! Do as your sisters say!”
I can’t help but chuckle because that image reminds me of my three siblings. Judging from their behavior, it seems like the kids aren’t all that well off, but they still seem to be very close friends.
“Don’t hit my head, Changhyun hates it.”
“That’s because you keep talking back.”
“Oh my.”
A tall girl was imitating an adult so well that it almost made me laugh.
I brushed past those kids and went into the store. The back of my head felt strangely warm, as if the kids were looking at me.
Knock knock.
“Welcome, my son-”
My mother greets me with a snort, as if she is in a good mood.
“Oh, Mom. How’s business going?”
“Then- if you keep doing this, you’ll get rich in no time-”
It’s not a lie, but my mother’s face is bright. I quickly rolled up my sleeves and went into the kitchen. I’m still not used to kitchen work, but I can at least do the dishes during the busy evening hours.
“By the way, did you go to school?”
“Yeah, did class end short today?”
“So? You’re not discriminating against me just because I get to go for free?”
“Haha- no, not that kind of thing.”
“Well, I came to lunch with some school friends today, and they were really- nice.”
“Was it so?”
“Yeah, especially that female teacher, she’s so kind. Oh my – if you were just a little older, wouldn’t I want to take you as my daughter-in-law?”
“Oh my, Mrs. Jeong, you’ve been there too long.”
“Haha- Was Mom a bit reckless?”
They say that even small talk lasts for three days.
Still, I think I’ve improved quite a bit. Now, my mother naturally jokes with me.
I spent a long time absorbed in the dishwashing heaven, listening to my mother’s sweet jokes and sometimes even replying to them.
“Shut up.”
“Oh my – you’ve had a hard time, you’ve had a hard time.”
My mother encourages me to stand up from the bathtub chair and pats my butt. I can’t help but feel the playfulness on her face, so much so that I consider sticking my butt out a little more.
“Whew!”
When I got home, my little sister was pretending to vomit at the kitchen entrance.
“Did the river come out to the store today?”
My older sister looked at me with a bright face as if she had done well.
“Oh, school finished early.”
My mother turns around quickly as she lights a fire in the stove and asks.
“Are my kids hungry? What do you want to eat today?”
It seems that the unusual sight of dinner that was originally meant to be eaten at home now becomes a habit and ends up being eaten at one’s mother’s restaurant again today.
“Kimchi stew today?”
My mother, smiling brightly at my words, preparing food.
Knock knock.
Just then we heard the door open and we both looked at the store entrance.
“hello···”
Children greeting each other with crawling voices.
They were definitely the kids I saw in the alley.
The mother greets the boys with a bright smile, as if she knows the kids.
“Oh my! You came all the way here at this hour of the night?”
“yes···”
The children’s answers were filled with hesitation, regret, and anxiety. The boy held out a bundle, and the mother quickly took it. Inside were four lunch boxes.
“Here’s the money···”
Then the oldest child held out a jingling coin. Even from a distance, you could tell it wasn’t worth more than a few hundred won.
My older sisters glance at me. My mother, who had received my lunch box, also looks at me.
Why do they act like that? Like they’ve committed a sin.
“Hye-rin, do you want to pack some side dishes?”
“Yeah, Mom.”
My older sister skillfully started putting side dishes into the lunch box, and my mother fried some fries on the hot stove. Could it be that she was going to put them in the lunch box? Four fries for only a few hundred won. Wasn’t the regular price 100 won for one fries?
“mom.”
My mother flinched at my call.
My little sister came up to me before I knew it.
“Hey! Get to work! I brought some alcohol today. Move!”
“I moved everything.”
“That can’t be! You translated it wrong!”
“No, my mom said it was right there.”
Why do they all do this?
“Oh! Don’t talk back!”
My little sister keeps pushing my back.
Well, since I had kids, I felt it would be a bit awkward to talk about it here anyway, so I pretended not to be able to overcome my sister’s nagging and moved to the warehouse.
“Thank you! I will enjoy the meal!”
When the cleaning was finally finished, the children left the store, greeting each other brightly.
“Be careful driving! Be careful driving! Watch out!”
The mother looks at the backs of her children for a long time, as if worried, and then turns around.
“Oh my!”
Then he looks at me and is surprised as if he saw a ghost.
“Are you sorry?”
“Sin, sin, what! Mom!”
“How much did you get paid?”
“what?”
My mother’s voice is strangely high.
I guess that means you were really flustered.
I decided not to ask any further questions since it was difficult to talk about. It seems like something that happens to older sisters often, so it was natural. Do I really need to step in and nag them?
“I’m hungry, Mom.”
“huh?”
“Is the kimchi stew ready yet?”
“No, I have to give it to you right away.”
My sisters and mother look at me as if I’m strange. That expression, that look in my eyes, I’ve seen it so many times these past few days. Why are they so surprised?
“Aren’t you going to ask?”
The mother stopped walking towards the kitchen at the sudden question from her older sister.
“what?”
“Why don’t you ask why I’m giving it to you?”
“There must be a reason.”
Suddenly, my mother smiles happily.
“How beautiful are the siblings? They are so close. Those kids don’t have a mother.”
A mother who tells a story that wasn’t asked first.
“The kids’ father is a porter at Nowon Station. He works day and night these days, so he doesn’t have time to take care of the kids.”
My mother eats brown rice every morning, but she even fries it for other children. Why would she do business at a loss?
I forced myself to hold back the urge to bite my tongue.
“But the kids’ father spread so many rumors about our house that almost all the workers at Nowon Station eat at our house.”
Was it my mother’s own marketing method? Well, it seems like she doesn’t always do business at a loss. I guess she does business in a way that makes a profit.
“Money should be spent properly and earned properly. Do you understand, son?”
My body suddenly froze at my mother’s words.
My mother spoke with eyes that seemed to know everything, as if she knew something.
Perhaps my mother had seen through my greed and desires from the beginning, and yet she was still embracing me.
‘Money should be spent wisely.’
How do you do that?
I only know how to earn, but I don’t know how to spend.
I’ve lived half a century, but I still have a lot to learn.
My mother seems to know, so I think I’ll try learning slowly.
Because I have a lot of time left.
It would be better if I could teach my mother a little about how to do business.