A Chairman Who Has No Regrets - Chapter 37



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The Chairman Who Doesn’t Regret Episode 37 – The One Who Will Win (6)

I ignored David’s grumbling and continued with the conversation class. After all, I had to spend this time so I could get off work. Choi Tae-woong’s reaction was also lukewarm. It seemed like he wasn’t having fun because I wasn’t doing what he wanted.

“Now, let’s look at problem number 3 of the contest….”

I continued the conversation class at my own pace. About an hour passed like that.

“Let’s take a break.”

Choi Tae-woong raised the white flag first.

David also nods his head.

I also glanced at my watch after seeing the mug that was now empty.

“Heh heh, you’re really a ghost, you ghost.”

David said this to me as I looked at my watch. I shrugged and answered.

“Then what if I get off work?”

“Yes, yes, go ahead.”

After hearing David’s answer, I looked at Choi Tae-woong. He was also nodding his head, as if the class was boring. It was well past 5 o’clock, and before I got up from my seat, I asked David.

“How much is the prize money for the contest?”

“50,000 won or 30,000 won? Why?”

“Could you please pull it out a little earlier?”

“What, do you need money?”

Money is something that the more you have, the better, so of course I need it. If it weren’t for that, I wouldn’t have even been doing this boring conversation class. Of course, my bigger goal was to reassure my mother.

“yes.”

David, who was snickering, readily opened his wallet. The nuance was that a few tens of thousands of won was not a large sum to him.

“Where can I use it?”

David asked me, holding up three ten-thousand-won bills. I reached out and grabbed the bills.

“Privacy.”

Choi Tae-woong quickly takes out his wallet from his pocket and takes out some bills. It feels like he has found an opportunity.

“Assistant instructor, you worked hard today.”

A greeting that doesn’t sound right.

If I were at this point in my life, would I have accepted that money? If I had been boiling with greed back then, I might have accepted it. But not now. I dare not accept that few pennies for such an impudent purpose.

“This is enough.”

David snickers as he lifts his butt off the sofa without hesitation. Choi Tae-woong smacks his lips. The feeling of not being able to do what he wants flows across his face.

It will probably continue to be like this in the future, so it would be good to adapt quickly. I wonder what the eldest son of the Gyeongseon Group will be like.

“See you later.”

Just as I was about to open the classroom door and leave.

“Hey, why are you in such a hurry?”

David stopped me.

“You have to give me the list by tomorrow.”

“Ah, yes.”

“You do have real friends, right?”

“Hehe.”

“Tsk, I really can’t believe it.”

“Believe, if you believe, blessings will come.”

“What the hell is the Salvation Army?”

David chuckles and nods his head. For some reason, David seems to trust me quite a bit.

I bowed my head slightly as a greeting and left the classroom, leaving the academy building.

The street where dusk has already fallen.

When you reach your destination.

“Mom! This for me! This for me!”

A girl who looks like an elementary school student is holding her mother’s arm and tugging.

He points to the Nice shoes on display in the store. The Nice logo is pink on white cloth. The shoes are a symbol of children from wealthy families, and when worn to school, they become the immediate object of envy.

“Oh my, only adults wear things like that.”

“Ugh, where is that! Hyemi came to report today!”

“No way!”

I glanced at the price tag and it was 22,000 won.

Was Nice that expensive?

My target was that guy too.

It’s not yet allowed for me. Even though I’m just a nice person. It feels really unfamiliar to me, who is used to wearing handmade shoes made with care by Italian craftsmen.

“See you next time.”

I left my promise to the earless inanimate object and went into the shoe store next door.

“Welcome!”

The owner here also seems to be in a good mood. It’s only natural that business is good this season. Christmas is just around the corner.

“I’d like to look at some women’s shoes.”

“What age are you?”

“They are my mother and older sisters.”

“Does your mother wear sneakers too?”

“You walk a lot, wouldn’t that be good?”

A woman nods and shows me a pair of red sneakers.

“This is a new product from Taiga. It’s sturdy and warm! The holes here allow moisture to escape, so it’s breathable.”

I honestly don’t know much about the design, but I remember the brand Taiga. I think it was a mid-to-low priced brand.

“Please give me that.”

“What size would you like?”

“ah.”

I couldn’t help but laugh out loud. The idiot came in to buy shoes and didn’t even know his sisters’ and mother’s sizes.

“That’s about the same as this···”

The eyes aren’t even lasers.

How can I get the exact size just by eye? I quickly shook my head.

“I’ll come back tomorrow.”

“Haha, that’s right. They’re 7,000 won per pair. If you come tomorrow, I’ll charge you 20,000 won for three pairs.”

“Yes, I will definitely come.”

“Okay, student – see you tomorrow.”

But the owner is quite resourceful. He guides me with a smile until the end, and I tell him that I must come back tomorrow to buy some sneakers. I leave the store with regret.

Tinkle, tinkle.

A refreshing bell sound is heard.

This is the Salvation Army donation pot that you see around this time of year. People on the street, without exception, put coins or bills into the red pot to the sound of the bell rung by people in black uniforms.

Even though this neighborhood is not that well off, there are endless people donating money to help the less fortunate.

“That’s amazing.”

Was it like that originally?

Or maybe I’m just seeing it now.

Their lives may not be easy, but so many people are donating even a small amount of money.

Is it a coincidence or a part of a trick? Funny enough, the street vendors around the Salvation Army charity pot are particularly noticeable. It seems like they exist for people who find paper money burdensome. Is it a mutually beneficial structure?

Bungeoppang, grass bread, sweet potatoes, chestnuts, and tteokbokki.

It feels like all the food is out in force these days. I leave out the buns since I can eat them often, but the bungeoppang isn’t bad either.

What would my sisters and mother like? While wandering around the street stalls, one menu item in particular caught my eye.

“Hey.”

It was egg bread.

Was there already egg bread at this time? I think it was around this time that it became popular. Is the taste the same as I remember?

“How much is one egg bread?”

“One for one hundred won, five for four hundred won!”

Perhaps because business is good, the owner who is diligently baking egg bread looks happy.

“Just give me five.”

Five alone would be plenty, but my sisters and mom would probably scold me for overspending. Also, wouldn’t it be better to eat something in moderation for my mom’s delicious dinner?

“Five – I have to get them done right away!”

The owner’s hand movements are extraordinary. My eyes naturally catch the eye, and I want to blow on it and taste it quickly. When was the first time I ate egg bread? I think it was when I was a college student. I was so impressed by the soft inside, and I wondered what the light and rich egg would be like.

“Okay! Here we go.”

After a short but long wait, the owner hands me an egg bread wrapped in computer paper with writing all over it. Looking at the wrapping paper brings back memories. Sometimes, the ink printed on that paper would get on bungeoppang or grass bread.

It won’t work.

I should buy some bungeoppang too.

This might be the first time I’ve eaten bungeoppang in my life.

I put the egg bread on my left chest to keep it a little warmer, the fish-shaped bread on my right chest, and for the first time in my life, I put the remaining change in the Salvation Army pot.

Daughter.

A few coins fall and make a sound as they hit the other coins. The Salvation Army pots of that time were really heavy.

“Be blessed.”

“You will go to heaven.”

Salvation Army volunteers who give good advice for just a few hundred won.

“It’s already heaven.”

The man who had been ringing the bell opened his eyes wide at my words, then soon raised the corners of his mouth.

“I envy you.”

I also have a similar face to a man, because I can feel the corners of my lips going up. When I think of my little sister shaking her butt in excitement at the sight of bungeoppang and egg bread, I feel happy.

Is this heaven?

This life itself is heaven to me.

I walked quickly, worried that the bungeoppang and egg bread would get cold. I regret not buying shoes, but I’m glad I bought a kettle bell.

Christmas preparations are already in full swing on the streets here and there. Come to think of it, I haven’t had a proper Christmas with my family.

I vaguely remember trying to convince myself that we were getting excited about foreigners’ birthdays. When I was younger, I used to go to church on purpose. They gave us a lot of delicious things on Christmas.

Knock knock.

Now, the familiar river opened the restaurant door forcefully, like a triumphant general.

“son-”

Today too, my mother greeted me with a snort.

“My son is here-”

My younger sister in the kitchen pursed her lips at my greeting.

“Aren’t you going quickly?”

“Huh? Are you annoyed?”

I smiled and took out two bags of computer paper from my bosom. My little sister opened her eyes wide and ran over to me, snatching the bags away.

“What the heck! Hehe- This expensive egg bread? Even bungeoppang?”

My little sister, who had put the bag down on the empty table, repeatedly hits my back with her palm.

“Are you crazy! Are you crazy! Where did you get the money? No, did you spend the allowance your sister gave you yesterday on this? If you dig deep, you’ll find money! Come out!”

That’s a lot of fire in the back for a few pieces of bread. Maybe it’s a good thing I didn’t know my shoe size. If I had bought shoes, I would have been able to live today.

“Hey, catch my little brother! Catch him!”

My mother suddenly appeared and saved me.

“That’s because he spends money recklessly!”

“If you bought it for me thinking of my mom and sisters, I will be grateful and accept it!”

“You always say things to me!”

My little sister turned around and tried to go into the kitchen.

“So, you’re not eating it?”

My little sister turned around and glared at me as if she was going to kill me.

“Who wouldn’t eat it? Just leave some! I really like egg bread!”

So it’s good.

Strangely, my little sister’s butt seemed to be wiggling more as she entered the kitchen.

I put the bags on the stove and went into the kitchen, just like my older sister did the day before yesterday. As expected, I was in charge of washing the dishes today, but since I came a little late, there were a lot of dishes to wash.

Crackle, crackle.

While I was busy washing the dishes, my mind was in a state of confusion. It was because I was full of thoughts about who I should take to the scholarship quiz.

“Is the river working hard today?”

My older sister, who had arrived before I knew it, patted my back.

“Oh, is your sister here?”

My older sister smiling happily.

It must be past 8 o’clock already.

Did he hate losing so much that he was so lost in thought that he didn’t even notice his sister coming.

“Sister! Sister!”

The little sister comes running in a hurry.

“Don’t run around in the kitchen! You’ll get hurt.”

The younger sister ignores the older sister’s nagging and clings to her older sister’s arm as if she is holding on to her older sister’s arm.

“Did you see that? That?”

“What? What is it-”

“Jeon Kang, that guy must be crazy!”

“Again- why.”

“I bought bungeoppang and egg bread!”

“Oh my, egg bread? That expensive one?”

My older sister looks at me with pity and says:

“Oh my, I want to write, but I can’t.”

A completely different reaction from my younger sister.

“I used the money you gave me for whatever I wanted.”

“huh?”

“I bought that with other money.”

“Where did you get the money? You don’t even get an allowance.”

Before I knew it, my mother, who was finishing up, was also focusing on me.

“prize money.”

“huh?”

“They were giving me the prize money for the contest in advance, but I won first place anyway.”

A little different though.

Well, that’s pretty much it.

My mother’s eyes widened at my words and she asked back.

“First place? Did your son really get first place?”

“Oh, I said I’m first.”

“Oh my! It’s the sergeant major!”

My mother quickly goes to the stove and comes back with a bag of egg bread.

“Come on, come on, eat, eat. How delicious will the egg bread our son bought with his first place prize be?”

Could it be that good?

“This is my first time eating egg bread, sis.”

“me too.”

Can’t you hear what your sisters are saying?

My mother took a bite of an egg bread and took a bite.

“Oh my- it’s sweet! It’s sweet!”

The older sisters giggle and put egg bread in their mouths. Soon, they look at each other, their eyes wide open, and savor the taste.

You know that look?

I was also surprised when I first ate egg bread, and I thought, “Wow, there’s something like this in the world.”

Then maybe I should finally try one too.

“son!”

“Oh, Mom.”

“What do you want to eat today! Tell me everything you want to eat! I have to give our number one person everything he wants to eat!”

He said, taking a small bite of the egg bread.

“Um, kimchi stew?”

My younger sister, who had come over before I knew it, took one of the remaining egg breads from my mother’s hand and said.

“That damn kimchi stew, kimchi stew! Are you a ghost who never had kimchi stew in a past life?”

How did you know?

It’s true that I never ate kimchi stew in my past life.

“I have to add pork to my kimchi stew today! Eat all the stir-fried pork, son!”

Wow, that’s going to be a treat.

By the way, seeing you so happy about winning first place in the contest, the scholarship quiz… I feel like I have one more reason to win this.

I think my mother would be so happy that I think she would fly if I won the scholarship quiz.

I think I should try to make some effort.

It’s quite difficult for aspiring filial sons.