The Youngest Son of Sunyang

After a 16-hour flight via Vienna in Austria, something unexpected happened when we arrived at Chisinau International Airport in Moldova.

“Chief, you've done well. Are you tired?”

Two guys show up out of the blue.

I am a secretarial employee.

Muscles hidden under a busted white shirt. Sharp, cold eyes.

Why are these guys waiting for me in Moldova?

At that moment, I felt a tremendous amount of strength in my legs.

The Vice President's words are all true. Except for one.

Deputy chairman says the prosecutor's investigation will be closed with missing funds.

should be changed slightly.

The overseas funds disappeared after Yoon Hyun-woo, head of the Strategic Planning Group's Future Strategy Division, withdrew. The funds were not stolen from the Group Owner family and were intended to invest in the Moldovan infrastructure building business as a group…. Blablablah…….

This will be the prosecution's announcement.

And if the attention of three is lost, a very small bottom article will appear.

Executive Director Yoon Hyun-woo of Jungyang Group, died of a drug overdose.

An unidentified body found on the south coast of France was identified as Yoon Hyun-woo. Blablablah…….

The two men who came out to meet me will blow my head off with a gun purchased from Moldova, whether I put a knife in my heart or not.

How did this happen?

It's been 13 years.

I've worked my ass off for 13 years, and I can't believe I'm getting dumped!

Death, too!

When the eldest son in his position as vice chairman came to the chair, he at least thought he would get a title more than the head office. I had a sweet dream that I might become vice president of an affiliate if I was lucky.

But becoming a butler ended up being a dream.

Being a servant had to be supported by household and native ingredients.

Remaining is staying forever. Although it is said that identity was lost to the end of the Joseon Dynasty, it is not a salaryman.

It has now turned into a new identity, not a bloodline, but a new relationship with academics.

Damn it.

This filthy world must be born from a historic school.

That's fucked up.

* * *

I unpacked at the hotel, looking fiercely into the eyes of two men.

“Senior, let's sleep until the bank opens tomorrow morning. ”

I couldn't sleep on the plane.

I finally couldn't sleep imagining the feeling of being promoted to deacon status and the future unfolding on the flower path.

I couldn't sleep when I was lying in my hotel bed. Tomorrow morning, I was filled with horror because I thought my life was over, too.

I lay in bed for three or four hours, closing my eyes, but I finally got out of bed.

It's a deep night, and the secretarial staff, or the solvers, who are staying with them, are probably asleep.

Running away is the best way to survive.

I took my wallet and passport and opened a hotel visit.

I heard Korean, which is used for killing footsteps and sneaking towards the elevator.

“Chief, where are you going? ”

I feel dizzy again.

These guys will never leave me alone.

“Oh, I'm going to have a drink at the bar. I can't sleep because of the jet lag. ”

“Sure. I'll have one, too. Come with me. I'll make you a drink buddy. ”

“It's okay. Take a break. I'll be right back. ”

His jaw rises as he smiles as if it's no big deal.

“Hey, mister. I'm sure you've already noticed. I don't want you to come all the way out here and play. I heard you're a smart guy. You know, tomorrow is your funeral. ”

I never thought it would come out so obvious.

My death must be true, but I thought my heart would stop from hearing it directly from his mouth.

“Don't try to run away. Sleep in your room. I'll call the massage lady, so massage her and fuck her. What's a man's life? Blessed is the last day of sucking and sucking. Go back.”

Out loud, I also said out loud.

“Hey, can I talk to you? It'll be good for you, too. ”

“Why? Let's find some bank money and split it? ”

Oh, my God, I can't believe you're reading my mind.

“No. You all have it. I'll find them and give them all to you. Over a trillion won. Your lives are changing. ”

“Khahaha. This is nice. You're a fortuneteller. ”

“What? What do you mean? ”

“The chairman said, I'm sure you'll say this. ”

So you didn't choose me as the vice president and you chose me as the victim?

I'm the one who brought the women you got pregnant into the abortion surgery hospital.

I'm the one who organized it by slapping the lady on the cheek.

Don't you think he deserves to be saved just for cleaning up his own mess?

The man said, looking at my blank face.

“Ahjussi. Il Joon? What are you doing with that? ”

“If you're a Tribute, you're on a private plane. There's a multimillion-dollar sports car in the garage lined up for every day of the week. ”

Even though he said glamorous life, his answer was the same.

“That's why the smart guy is last strapped in. Listen, mister. My salary is 200 million. The company gave me a Mercedes. I gave him a 40-feet apartment, of course. I'm thirty-three. This is the life of a man I'm not envious of. What more do you think I want? ”

“This…. You stupid bastard... ”

“We're kind of stupid. But I'm not stupid enough to swallow. ”

“You sons of bitches. Did I pass on your money? What did I do wrong? It's just killing errands. ”

It was an empty echo, screaming as if to leave the hallway of the hotel.

“Don't shout! We know. So what do we do? We're just stalling, too. You have to pay as much as you get ironed up. Stop it."

“Let's just talk to the president once. ”

“Wake up. How dare you. ”

“Then you guys talk. I'm taking a dive after what I've done. I'm not gonna show up for the rest of my life in South America or Eastern Europe. Please, just help me once. ”

“Man, that guy is gross. Let's stop."

The man wedges his teeth to see if it bothers him to talk at night.

“Don't even think about it. Go to sleep. I have to think about my parents. ”

One word got stuck in my heart as a splinter.

I sat down in front of the elevator.

They're holding hostages.

That's a definite hostage.

These guys know exactly what my life is.

It's not a very good relationship with my wife.

I married a woman who works in a crucial department of the crucial cruise group, against my promising business card.

However, shortly after learning the nature of my work, my wife began to look blatantly contemptuous.

The reason for not having a child has nothing to do with this.

Although we laughed and joined together in the official place of the name Husband and Wife, that was all. He is like a man at home.

I was just fulfilling my duty.

I paid her a salary, and she was no different than a woman who cleaned food, laundry, and the house.

We couldn't help but feel the word divorce in each other's hearts.

My parents are much more reliable hostages than such wives.

In Moldova, if I don't die, my parents die.

Traffic accidents, fires, or missing persons.

I don't see a choice anymore.

The man smiled as he saw me choking.

“Look, you want me to call you a massage, and you want me to fuck you up? You don't give a fuck about adult worries anymore, do you? I'm not talking. Go back to sleep. ”

* * *

The next day, two men frowned, looking at me like a corpse.

“Hey, cheer up. What's the point of a rich man with one trillion won's fortune? ”

I don't have the energy to say anything back.

I entered the bank as they told me to. I turned my face around to get a clear picture on CCTV whenever possible and came out with a thin master card, a symbol of an electronic account.

“Well done.Your work.... No, he said he'd pay you handsomely for your life. Don't worry about your family. My parents will be rewarded handsomely and my wife will go to the United States and help them live a peaceful life. ”

Bullshit to the end.

That kind of privilege for a family of miscreants?

Of course they won't give me my severance pay, and they won't file a foreclosure lawsuit leaving me a penny behind.

It is characteristic of those who say that they never pay attention to others.

It's not like I just gave a million won to workers who suffered a disaster while working hard.

From both sides, I moved to a secluded beach, led by two men who surrounded me.

Is this my grave?

Or is that sea blue as snow on my grave?

After looking at the sea for a while, you turn your back and see a pistol in one's hand.

I gave up everything, so I thought I'd face death boldly and unexpectedly.

But the moment I saw the pistol, my last instinct for life shivered.

Kneeling at his feet, I don't know.

“Please, please. Help me, please! ”

“Have you seen the movie Wanted? ”

“I can't even go back to Korea anyway. Here... I'll live my whole life in remote South America or Africa. You can tell them you killed me. ”

I've been on my knees and begging and begging, but that son of a bitch keeps talking.

“Angelina Jolie was sexy.... The main character in the movie always says this when he kills people. IM Thorley.”

“I didn't commit the crime of dying. Disappearances are enough! Fuck!”

“So I really wanted to use it. ”

The son of a bitch put a gun to my head.

Nikimi.

I never thought the last thing I'd hear before I died would be this movie line.

“I Am Sorry."

Bam!