The Youngest Son of Sunyang

I have been in and out of this mansion for decades living in the Jinyang Group, but it was the living room and kitchen that allowed me.

This is the study where you can never enter with your bedroom.

The president's office on the 27th floor of Cruise Group headquarters is the official office, but all group decisions take place right here.

This library is only accessible to family and group leaders, the president and the real world.

I am now qualified to enter this place.

Not by Director Yoon Hyun-woo, but by his grandson's identity.

I set foot in the library and searched the interior.

The library did not differ from the appearance of the conference room.

In front of the chairman's large executive desk, there was a meeting table with about a dozen people, and the children and group realities of the chairman had already sat down. This is what I expected.

There will be a birthday celebration, but it's natural to discuss the issue when they meet.

I was surprised because Jin Jin Joon, my eldest son, was sitting here instead of my father.

My father's absence is enough to nod. He gave it to you anyway, didn't he?

But Jin Joon is only 20 years old now. I am a college student and am preparing to study abroad.

Compared to others, he is only a child. The fact that he's sitting here means he's already established the Genealogy Chart.

Being reborn as the blood of a charlatan was an opportunity given by God, but was it too late?

Can't we overcome 10 years of age?

I misunderstood everyone who was thinking like this with my head down. He thought he was terrified.

“Joon, man. Heads up. Men grow up fighting brothers. Haha.”

Jinyoung smiled and said with a smile whether she wanted to show her older brother.

“Quiet! It's not a place for you to open your mouth. I told you to listen. ”

Jin-jun scratched his head as his father and my eldest father, the Vice President of the Faction, shouted.

Chairman Jin grabbed my hand.

“Dojuna.”

“Yes, Grandfather. ”

“Stay on your knees next to me until I tell you to get up. That's the punishment.”

Is this punishment or education?

This is a business class for Yoon Hyun-woo, who is 40 years old.

We must not miss a single word about the strategies of those who create an empire called the Circle.

I sat down quietly next to my grandfather.

“Tell me what you think. What do you think's gonna happen? ”

The meeting was interrupted again because of me.

“Don't you know him well? It's not going to collapse. Wouldn't you like to break through?”

“What if it breaks through?”

“About the rigorous suppression. ”

“You can already see that it's a cope suppression, right? Do you have military deployment in mind? ”

“That's right.”

What is it?

End-of-term suppression? Military?

Is this about a city, not a company?

“We have to think of other directions. Today, more than a million people are gathered all over the country. If you send in an army, it might be two million, not one million. ”

“Aren't you scared even in front of a gun? ”

“Now it's a blazing kingdom. If you go away, you'll be afraid of a gun knife, but military deployment is like pouring oil. The current regime won't even know it. ”

“So? What do you want to say? You mean in case the regime collapses? Do you think next year the president will be out of the field? ”

“It could be.... ”

Boom!

As Chairman Jin slapped his desk, the president of the affiliate, who was speaking his opinion, hurriedly shut up.

“Can you do that? Of course you can. Maybe not. You think I'm killing you for a second? ”

“I'm sorry. ”

Everyone's head shivers at the same time.

“Tell me which one to line up behind. Vice President!”

“Yes, sir. ”

“You first. Who's there?"

We called each other to the position of the company because it was a rich but official position.

Perhaps because of the weight of being vice chairman, my first father's faction did not answer easily.

A faction machine in his mid-40s. And his son Jin Joon.

Two men who framed me for everything and ordered my murder.

Now that you're back in the past, that's not going to happen. But the target is not just me, it can happen at any time.

I was curious about the answer to a faction I didn't once admire.

What kind of vision does he have?

“It is not a crumbling regime, and it is certain that it is its successor. For seven years of this regime, demos have been endless. Now I think that's just a little bit harsh. ”

The next vibrator and Samnam Jin Sang-gi, who are together in the eldest son's remarks, agree without hesitation.

“I think so, too. ”

“I also……. ”

When the sons and the sons spoke in succession, the affiliate presidents, instead, were also directed to keep the current regime going.

Something was wrong.

We have an emergency announcement from the president in three days.

Isn't that the declaration of surrender?

The people win.

By now, there should have been some contours in the Qingwa area.

It was hard to understand that there wouldn't be one or two straws in the blue and blue wands around the cruise group, but I still didn't know.

Could it have been rare for a cruise group scholar at this time?

I continued to listen to their meetings, leaving these questions behind.

However, there was not a single word about group management, but only someone who had to line up behind him.

In a way, it was pathetic.

No matter how cluttered the city was, this wasn't the story I wanted to tell. He set management strategies to respond to change and expected high-level content to come and go, at least not thought of by ordinary companies, predicting how democratization demands explode to change the world.

However, the group foams at the risk of death to stand in line behind the strong one.

It was pathetic and bitter.

Is this an 80s corporate landscape?

Eventually, the meeting ended with a false prediction that the current regime would continue.

“There you go. Everybody out. And open your ears and gather information. ”

After Chairman Jin's words, everyone left the library.

“Now get up. ”

Grandpa's soft voice.

I tried to get up quickly, but it was impossible. Since I got up close and steady legs, I was filled with wonder at Jin's gaze at me. It was a warm look from an ordinary grandfather.

Chairman Jin opened his mouth, sitting next to me.

“That's great, Joo Joon. ”

“Yes?”

“It's been a long time, but you haven't frowned once and you haven't had a hard time. Even as an adult, I would have moved around because my legs were uncomfortable... You're short.”

I didn't even know my legs hurt listening to my opinions. I didn't even feel how much time had passed.

“But I have one question. How has it changed so much? ”

The original progress would have been like his older brother Sang-jun.

He must have shown him only a passive look, whether he was moping under his powerless and persecuted parents.

Of course, he would be surprised and be curious that he would not hesitate to use violence to protect his own.

Actually, it's not different, it's someone else. Well.... I can't say this.

“Me?”

“Yes. Was it Chinese New Year that I saw our JooJoon? It's only been half a year and I feel like someone else. I want to be my grandson. Haha.”

Examining Jin's awareness, I rolled my head to see what kind of answer he would have. There is only one appropriate answer.

“I can't take it anymore. ”

“What?"

“Father, I endured it because my mother kept looking at me. I can't take it anymore. I'm angry.”

Damn, if only I could shed a few tears like this...

I can't believe I'm crying!

But I'm more than just amazed at what I'm saying.

Chairman Jin hugged me silently.

I felt sorry for my troubles in the past.

We need to shock him again. Surprise and awe.

“Grandpa.”

“Yes, tell me. Anything."

“Make all three friends. ”

“What do you mean? What do you mean, make three friends? ”

“You mentioned that. Next president.”

“ ……?! ”

The way he looked at me with pity changed.

I punished you and you listened to me? A 10-year-old boy.

Moreover, it would have been surprising to have combined all the stories to create even the most extraordinary thoughts.

“Wouldn't it be great if the president was the most powerful man in the country, and when he doesn't know who he's going to be, he just wants everyone to be friends? All three are powerful enough to become presidents. Do I have to make one friend? “

I said it as childishly as possible. Except for all the hard words.

“Everyone can be friends……. ”

“Can't I? “

“Why not? The more friends you have, the better. Haha.”

Chairman Jin, who hugged me tightly, burst into a satisfactory smile.

That's it for today?

If the Declaration comes out in a few days, you will be surprised again just by spilling the line about who really needs to be behind whom.

I have to make my 10-year-old grandson into an inseparable grandfather.

It's not too late.

“Do you want to play outside now? Grandpa's got some work to do. ”

I left the library with the loving eyes of Chairman Jin.

* * *

Chairman Jin, who was left alone in the library, was troubled by thoughts.

Later, Jin, who had a handset, called me from somewhere.

- Yes, sir.

“Deliver five pages to YS, DJ, immediately. ”

- Both of you?

“Yes, you're struggling in the current state, tell them to feed their underlings, and throw in a proper civil servant. ”

- Okay, so that's...?

“Just give me ten, please. Don't forget to say you want to settle the noisy political situation well. ”

- I'll keep that in mind, Mr. President.

Chairman Jin put down his handset and burst into laughter.

I can't believe my 10-year-old grandson is making such a weird noise.

I thought it was too extreme.

When he asked me to predict an uncertain future, I gave them all uncertain answers. The current regime is in full swing, with only guesswork answers like Bertinda.

If you asked someone to respond to an uncertain future, someone would have told you to distribute it evenly and buy insurance.

That kind of head is a spinner.

But I can't believe my 10-year-old grandson is throwing that answer!

Why have we finally discovered this brilliant image?

Chairman Jin silently summoned his eldest grandson, Jin Young-jun.

It was because I wanted to confirm the leaf of the man who would become the third chairman of the Cruise Group.

Jinyoung ran to his grandfather's call. Show a little nervous expression.

“Young-jun.”

“Yes, sir. ”

“Oh, I'm your grandfather now. ”

“Oh, yes. Grandpa.”

Tense faction jun's face turns red. It is important to clearly distinguish between work and work. However, it is not easy to get caught up in the taste of the occasional fickle grandfather.

“You just listened today. But you thought about it, didn't you? Let me see your answer sheet. I'll do the grading. ”

The current regime has six months left. Despite its obvious rhyme, citizens pour out into the streets during the holidays, shouting for a dictatorship. Moreover, next year there will be a world-class event, the Olympics.

What will be the time of this chaos? This is a problem and you need to write your answer sheet.

“That's … umm…. ”

I saw a lot of students running away from tear gas throwing rocks and fire bottles at school.

Police forces have always disbanded protesters.

The difference in power is overwhelming. Demonstrate everyday and disband every day.

College students can't beat the power of the government.

Jin-jun carefully filled out the answer sheet.

“Protesters think this is the best time. If the President sends more police... I think it'll be quiet if we send some troops. ”

“So it's an extension of the current regime? ”

“Yes, I think he will naturally become the next president, a friend and heir of the current president. ”

“Then this old man will just have to stand in line and believe you. Right?"

“Yes?”

Jinyoung felt a cold sweat flowing down her neck.

Grandpa smiled softly and said he would leave the future of the group to his predictions.

Of course not. But this is a test.

If you show confidence with your chest out, and the prediction is wrong, you will be caught by the book. If you take a step back, you will only have the impression that you are indecisive.

Chairman Jin kicked his tongue at the grandson with an embarrassing look on his face.