The Youngest Son of Sunyang

In my favorite room, which I call a theater, Jin Yoon-gi, who watched a movie with his wife, poured drinks without saying a word.

The only hobbies are theater and movies.

For his hobbies, he had screens and projectors like a movie theater, and it was a shiny place to put gaps into film films. It was a room where he could see how much he loved movies.

His wife could see that the projector film was working, but her husband was not focusing on the film.

“Honey, is it because of Joon? ”

“Huh? Oh, well... That's right."

When his son asked him to say whatever he wanted to do while issuing the account, Yoon-gi lost his words. At that moment, he despised himself more than his son.

“That's a good point for an immature kid. Don't worry too much. ”

“Honey.”

“Yes.”

“I'm not angry. It was embarrassing.”

He wrapped his wife's shoulders with a soft smile.

“When Joon said that, his heart started beating when he told him to do whatever he wanted with over a billion dollars. This is my chance! I even thought of this. ”

Jinhee flinches her shoulders to see if the memory of that moment has come back.

“How pathetic of me... to be a father and drool in a child's bank. ”

“It's too much money. I thought, with that money, you and Sang-jun, our whole family could go overseas and live together. ”

Even the consolation of his wife could not revive his crumpled pride, shame, and self-esteem as a father.

“But, honey. I'm curious... What are you really doing? if you have enough money. You still want to direct the movie? ”

Jinyoo couldn't ignore his wife's efforts to get back to the topic, although it was not enough to talk about her dreams that had already been discarded.

“No, I know I don't have choreography. If I make a movie, it's gonna be so lame. ”

“So you've completely abandoned your obsession with movies? ”

“There's still a lot left. I'd like to do construction and planning if I could. Especially the novel I'm looking at right now. I want it to be a movie. ”

When I started talking about movies, my eyes sparkled. The eyes of a boy chasing his dreams.

“Movies are no different from manufacturing. If you raise enough money to make a production, you can make your next one. However, if you reduce the production cost, you will also be less burdened with excitement. ”

“How do I reduce my production costs? ”

“Now Korean films are made with fists. There's a lot of bubbles, a lot of money drinkers in the middle. We can reduce that by at least 30%. Well, you know. ”

Jin Yungi caught my eye with his wife, who was once a movie actor.

“I've only taken one shot. We didn't have time to figure that out. ”

“You'd be a star if it wasn't for me... Isn't it unfair? ”

“What? You're the one who told me to give up because I can't stand the smoke. ”

Jin Yungi looked lovingly at his wife, who pinched her arms.

“It's true. Haha. You were a better model than an actor. ”

I was able to forget the embarrassing moment thanks to my wife. Jin Yoon gave strength to the hand that grabbed her shoulder.

* * *

“How much?”

“Only 14 billion in land compensation. And there are 20,000 pyeong left to use for commercial paper... … This will be over 10 billion. ”

The Vice Chairman of the Cruising Group, Jinyang Cheol's eldest son, rubs his forehead in front of the new city map per minute.

“Fourteen billion in the boy's hands? The bank's interest alone is over a billion. Better than any big corporation. With interest, you can buy 20 Gangnam apartments every year! ”

Jin-jun, his son, looks jealous, and the Vice President shouts.

“Son of a bitch! Are you jealous of the interest of the bank? Is this the time to think about a penny? ”

At his father's loud voice, Jin Jun turned his head.

“Is the fourth grader still like that? Are you out of your mind? ”

“Honey! What's wrong with her? I haven't been able to study abroad in a while! ”

The deputy chairman's secretarial staff who felt signs of a struggle reminded him that he was still in the living room with a low vacancy.

“Chief Kim. ”

“Yes.”

“Keep an eye on the shiny house. Report any special occasions immediately. ”

“Yes, sir. ”

“Go ahead. ”

As Chief Kim quietly backed out of the living room, the Vice President began to look at his eldest son again.

“Do you want to keep telling women that? ”

In the word "woman," Jin Joon didn't lift his head.

“Son of a bitch! Is there only one celebrity to play with? Oh, my God, where are all the pretty girls? Do you have to touch the only woman on the television? What if it's in the papers like that? ”

The camp is about to explode and die.

I got a letter of admission from the American Civilization with all my money and connections, and this stubborn son of a bitch got the best actress of her time pregnant. She's seven years old.

The money went into the building to erase the actress's child and keep her mouth shut.

Again, I used money and connections to keep the media quiet, but I couldn't stop my father's eyes and ears.

- I'm not a horny son of a bitch. I'm pregnant? Is that the kind of guy who goes to America to study? Screw you! I'm sowing white, black seeds everywhere. Do I need to see a half-breed as my great-granddaughter?

The route to study is blocked and two members of the group audit room closely monitor their son for 24 hours. I envy my cousin, who is ten years old or younger, and I flip over.

“Listen up. Your grandfather doesn't just give away ten won. I could make a ranch for a kid. But it's a completely different matter to hand over the name and give up all the money you've disposed of. ”

“Stop it. With everything that's happened... ”

The Vice President of the camp ignored the annoying wife.

Park Hye-young, his wife, was also a woman who grew up without shortage. Though far below the Cruise Group, there is no one who does not know its name.

Then I always thought of my husband, who was a wimp to my father-in-law.

“How old is Joon now? I gave 14 billion to that kid. It's not just a gift. You think a 12-year-old is worth 1.4 billion. If you dispose of the rest of the land and give it to Joon, he's worth over two billion! ”

Jin Joon did not think deeply about what his father meant. Isn't he the eldest? He believed that when he died, everyone would become his father and eventually he would inherit everything.

“Did your grandfather ever give you a passbook, a piece of land? That's what your grandfather thinks you're worth. ”

“Honey, what are you worried about? You're already vice president. The cruise is yours. And……. ”

Park Hye-young raised her mouth and said.

“How many more years is your father-in-law... Time is on our side. ”

The faction doesn't think it's worrying about itself. I don't know my wife, my son, or Jinyang Cheol.

I have never been concerned about my succession. My youngest nephew is getting the president's attention right now, but he's not that worried. It's too young. But don't let your guard down.

It's because no matter how much blood we shed, we don't want to share a single brick from the cruise group.

* * *

I sat down in the living room and sat down next to my father watching the newspaper.

“Father, I'm sorry. ”

“Joon, it's okay. I didn't mean to upset you. I'm just a little surprised. ”

My father grabbed my hand and dragged me into his arms.

“Joo-joon, we're growing too fast. What are you gonna do when you grow up like this? ”

Oh, my god!

Suddenly, I have nothing to say when I come in like this.

Since I haven't raised a child, I can't even imagine what my father would feel like. All I could do was hold on to my father's hand.

I felt the power of my hands, and my father smiled calmly.

“Yes, Joon. I need to talk to you. ”

“My mother once said to my grandfather, I want to do what I want to do. ”

“Mom?”

“Yes.”

I'm surprised that my quiet mother said that to her scary father-in-law.

“So I was curious. I heard my dad likes movies... what he wants to do. ”

“Mom said that? ”

“Yes.”

My father smiles a little bitterly, and seats me before you as if he were holding his heart.

“My dad went to England in third grade of college. ”

Oh-ho!

I think you're gonna say it right this time. It will be a very long story if an adult brings out memories.

“I did what my father told me to. When I was a kid, I told him to study well, to try to get good grades, to study abroad, to go to England. I didn't want to do anything special. And I thought it was natural to study business. I thought I'd take care of a few of the Cruise Group affiliates. ”

I had no doubt that he was adaptable to the environment.How long has he been in a cricket?

“London, England, has a place called West End. There are hundreds of theaters performing musicals and plays every day. I used to come by sometimes to cool off while I was studying. ”

My father, who was stuttering with memories of his innocence, suddenly sparkled.

“I saw Shakespeare there. I knew Sinclair, Hayward, Anderson. And John Osborne's" Look Angry Face, "Miller's" Death of the Salesman, "and William's" Cat on the Hot Tin Roof. "“

I felt fortunate. I was attracted to pure art, not to the glamour of the entertainment edition.

If motive is pure and correct, isn't it worth trying again?

“From then on, the school was backwards and I fell in love with plays and movies. I started enrolling in theater school and learning to perform. And the movie, of course. But your grandfather found out, and I was taken to Korea. Haha.”

Is my father's dream a memory now?

It ignites memories again and enables me to realize my dreams. And I need to be helped to fulfill my dream. My father just gave me a hint of his help.