My Dad Is Too Strong

"I'll ask you one thing. Does the officer in charge know about the proposal made by the chairman?"

At this moment, Moon Kwang-ho felt a strange air current.

The Hunter Management Bureau, which was launched 11 years ago under the Ministry of Public Administration and Security at the time due to the crack.

Chung Young-chul, a former military general, has been appointed director of Hunter Management by the president and has served consecutive terms so far, and was now considered to have the unparalleled power to rival the president.

Of course, it wasn't strange to put the word "bun" or "nim" in referring to others, but if it's a man who is about the director of Hunter's management, it makes a difference. It was all the more so in such a private position.

"I'm doing it on my own. If the director accepted this offer, I was going to tell him. You have to clap your hands to make clapping sounds. I'm not saying that I'm going to push you unconditionally. We are going to run a corporation to merge with Daehan Corporation and hand over the management rights of Daehan Engineering & Construction depending on the performance."

Moon Kwang-ho doesn't know what Do-jun is like.

It was just "gam." There have often been rumors in the business community that luck, effort, and talent must be equipped to become a "big shot," but what Moon Kwang-ho thinks the most important thing was "qualification.

I wasn't sure, but I felt it was a 'Quality' from Do-joon. And when Dojun fully proved his 'qualification' by running a grain company, he was going to take over the management rights of the Korean Dortrune.

"You'll decide after you sit on the test bed first?"

"Of course, I think that's something that needs to be preceded."

"I think you're completely mistaken. Lee Do-joon is not a man who you can handle at will. So am I."

The question turned to certainty.

Though quite embarrassed, Moon Kwang-ho's face did not change at all change his expression.

However, he quietly put down his teacup and looked at Jeong's eyes calmly.

"Please tell me more about it'"

"To begin with, Lee Do-joon is a big shot beyond what you think. I mean, we're not the ones who dare to sit on the test table and discuss it. Rather, it's me and the chairman who should be on the test."

Only then does Moon Kwang-ho's eyebrows wriggle.

I knew well that Youngchul wouldn't be the type to joke around with things like this.

His quiet mind caused a stir. Moon Kwang-ho slowly closed his eyes and opened them and said,

"Can you give me a reason?"

"I thought you'd already know, but I don't think so. The actual head of Hunter Management Bureau is Lee Do-joon."

Moon Kwang-ho laughed at the unexpected remarks.

It is nonsense that a low-level civil servant is the head of the Hunter Administration.

"The director sometimes makes jokes, too."

"I'm telling you the truth. It is not too much to say that the Hunter Management Bureau's history comes from you, although Lee Do-joon is not engaged in official activities externally. No, it's not short."

"Hahaha! Because I didn't do any official activities... All right, what you're saying is that he can take control of us whenever he wants?"

a big hand leading the Republic of Korea

Moon Kwang-ho is a living history of Korea. A word from him could make the Republic of Korea stumble. And the same goes for Chung.

Are you saying that a terminal official could turn the double-decker around?

"I just let it go."

No more laughter could be found in Moon Kwang-ho.

He asked, leaning toward Jung Young-chul.

"How did you feel that way with the man?"

"There's been a lot going on, but the decisive factor is attacking the core."

"Central attack. As far as I know, it's being conducted by class S hunters."

Class S Hunter. The first of them.

a small elite guild called Bechimos Moon Ae-kyung, Moon Kwang-ho's hostess, was also one of the members.

The unknown world, the center. The stage that the whole world is paying attention to.

Is there a vacancy for a civil servant?

"The accuracy is under your command. We're just following the route you've directed, and showing it to the world. The attack on the center has officially been made up to the 7th floor and is currently underway on the 8th floor, but in fact, the attack on the 13th floor has already been made."

Did you get to the 13th floor?

Moon Kwang-ho narrowed his eyes thinly.

"You don't think he is?"

"That's right."

It was really shocking.

"A year ago, Korea's stock prices grew exponentially as the central region began to tap into the market. SG Group also benefited greatly. The 40 trillion won increase in sales of SG Electronics in the first half of this year compared to last year is not irrelevant to the core."

Moon Kwang-ho also admitted the fact.

It was SG Electronics that saw its sales surge after Daehan Workshop.

The group also believes that the reason why the market share has risen sharply after beating competitors is that the status of the Republic of Korea has grown more than technological innovation.

"But if Chairman Moon thinks he will make you a major shareholder of the Korean Dortrune, I am willing to help. But first, get the consent of the officer in charge. That's the order."

The main point of the story has changed greatly.

Moon Kwang-ho had a slightly enchanted face.

The essence of what Jung Young-chul said was nothing short of telling Do-jun to give him a "report."

"Do you need consent?"

mutter vainly

If Chung's words were true, the management rights of the Korea Dortrune could not have caught his eye.

Only then did I understand what Moon Ae-kyung said. What does it mean to say that you are greater than you thought?

Seoul City Hall, Crack Management Division.

During the morning, employees, who stared at the monitor screen and tapped on the keyboard, stretched and warmed up. In another hour, twelve o'clock. That is, lunchtime.

Kang Chul-soo was now agonizing over his life's biggest problems.

"Dojun, would you prefer jajangmyeon or jjamppong?""

Shake Chinese pamphlets.

Do-joon, who was checking text messages on his smartphone, woke up from his seat and grabbed the top of his suit that he had hung on the chair.

"Have some jjamppong. You had a drink yesterday."

"Right? You look good too, don't you? Then you always eat. Let's go. Today, there will be a fried dumpling gift event at Fast Banner. I can't miss this opportunity."

"Oh, I have a lunch appointment today. Sir. I've put up an hour's leave, so I'd like to ask you to approve it'"

After Dojun wears a suit top.

He bowed slightly to Kang Chul-soo and left the office.

"...no, they give me fried dumplings for free. This is a rare opportunity......"

***

Hotel Grand, located near Gangnam Station.

It was a five-star hotel belonging to SG Group. Dojun got off the taxi and got off the 30th floor in an elevator. Name the female staff at the front desk and go inside. A huge room renovated for Moon Ae-kyung, the CEO of the Grand Hotel.

"Thank you for coming."

Moon Kwang-ho, who was sitting in front of the long marble table, got up and approached Do-jun.

After a light handshake, sit face to face with the table. Soon there will be a course meal.

a sudden highl Obviously, Moon Kwang-ho's attitude was different from before.

said Dojun with a grin.

"It's up to you to use the honorifics, but I'd like you to do what you did in front of the stars."

Moon Kwang-ho nodded.

"I've heard a lot from Director Chung Young-chul."

I had a rough idea. If there's a change of heart, that's the only part.

Moon Kwang-ho put crab meat wrapped in a bite-sized pumpkin leaf into his mouth. Dojun takes a sip of the tea that was prepared before the ceremony.

"I am sorry that I did not know you, and I have been disrespectful."

"At least I don't think you did that. So relax. I don't want to be a hard place."

Dojun smiled.

Only then could Moon Kwang-ho be a little relieved.

The meal went on without a word for a while. A Chinese dish with a pleasing plating.

During the meal, Moon Kwang-ho, glancing at Do-joon, opened his mouth gently.

"We talked with Director Chung yesterday about the management rights of the Korea Workshop."

"Really?"

"To tell you the truth..."

Moon Kwang-ho told Do-jun everything he had with Jung Young-chul.

Rather than hide awkwardly, I thought it would be better to tell the truth a hundred times.

After hearing from Moon Kwang-ho for a long time, Do-jun laughed.

"You mean you liked me."

"......please understand that we have proceeded without any discussion."

"No, I don't think you should apologize. It's rather something I should thank you."

"That's what I'm saying..."

Is he willing to participate in management?

Moon Kwang-ho quickly tapped the calculator in his head.

"But I don't think that's my job."

"......"

"As I said yesterday, I have no intention of quitting my civil service until now. Probably the same will happen in the future. There is no reason for me to take the position without a professional manager, and I don't want to work as an entrepreneur."

Dojun wiped his mouth with a tissue.

Moon Kwang-ho let out a sigh in his mind.

I knew it was a fish that wasn't easily caught, but that made me even more greedy.

If we could use him as a reliable ally who can exert enormous influence on the world, there would be nothing to be afraid of.

'You don't seem to be very interested in money. I don't think it's going to be a good idea to hold any affiliates, so what kind of cards should I show....'

"Mr. President. Think simple."

"Yes?"

"You just have to do your best in your own place. You're an entrepreneur, and I'm a civil servant, and I'm working hard on what's given. And..."

Dojun grinned.

"If we need each other's help in the process, it would be nice to leave room for a little intervention. Just like me and Director Jung Young-chul help each other."

Moon Kwang-ho thought for a moment.

But worries did not last long.

Come to think of it, you might not have had to worry about it from the beginning.

'A' and 'Eul' were decided from the beginning.

It was only necessary to follow the rules.

Moon Kwang-ho made a quick decision.

"I will do my best in my place."

"That's enough."

The meal is over.

Back in the office, Dojun had a light tea time with his staff in the pantry.

I still have 20 minutes left for lunch. I drink iced Americano that I bought outside and watch TV. There was talk about SG Group in the news.

SG Electronics' operating profit in the first half of this year increased by 5 trillion won compared to last year. So Chairman Moon Kwang-ho...

Kang Chul-soo murmured, enchanted by the word "five trillion."

"I really envy you. A conglomerate like that will never see us again, will it?"

"When you were eating fried dumplings, didn't you say you weren't jealous of the chaebol?""

"Chem."

Kwon Hyuk-soo grinned.

"Dohjun, what did you eat today?"

"I also had Chinese food. It was delicious."

"Really?"

Dojun nodded and drank Americano.