Episode 021

"Drop it!"

Chairman Wang shouted as he watched the golf ball being sucked into the water hazard. Who knew that Chairman Wang, the number one in the business world, was so happy about a lunch bet? The grandfather shook his head and walked away at Chairman Wang's excited reaction. By the way, the landscaping here is still amazing. Anyone who sees it would mistake it for a famous landscape painting rather than a golf course.

This was a country club located in Gapyeong. In fact, it would be more correct to call it a private club, since ordinary people would not be able to play a round here. Since it was a golf course that Chairman Wang personally invested in, the price of the old trees was comparable to the price of a house. It was no wonder that there was a rumor going around that if you sold the trees located in Gapyeong CC, you could live off of them for three generations without worry.

Even later, when Son Il-sun had meetings with executives, he would visit this place. As time went by, it became a place that upper-class people could visit, but now, even Son Il-sun could not come and go freely without Chairman Wang's permission. If there was something special about this place.

"Hyun-ah, don't your legs hurt?"

There were no golf carts. Caddies assisted the game by pushing semi-automatic carts, and the rest of the players had to walk all the holes.

"No, it's okay!"

It was true. Since it was a work of art that Chairman Wang had put his heart and soul into, the scenery was no less than a natural wonder. The old pine trees with their heads bent strangely looked at the hall as if they were looking at a god. The lotus pond bridge in full bloom made me feel like I was dreaming. How much effort had I put into making a round here in my past life?

"Chairman Yoo, you're doing well."

Chairman Wang passes by, patting my head.

"Hyeon-i is so dignified. Whenever I bring Yu-ha here, he gets bored and starts throwing tantrums."

As expected, it is a place that all upper class people in Korea dream of, but in common parlance, it is said that it is difficult for golfers to play a round at Gapyeong CC unless they are chosen by God. It is such an exclusive place.

"Chairman Son, I envy you more."

Grandfather smiled bitterly. Chairman Wang was Grandfather's close friend, so he probably knew a lot about him without me having to tell him.

"Inspirational. I'm more worried. I'm worried that after I die, Il-seon will reject his brothers. He may act gentle on the outside, but the moment I let go of the reins he's holding, he'll try to swallow up Jeil."

Chairman Wang's foresight is truly outstanding. As he said, after Chairman Wang's death, Son Il-seon began by pruning the management structure of Jeil Group.

"It seems like they're already trying to establish a succession plan. Now, they're planning to send my only daughter to study abroad. Yuha also wanted to go. You know, my mother is in France."

Study abroad?

Come to think of it, Son Il-seon's wife would be studying art in France around this time. It was something unimaginable for a daughter-in-law of a wealthy family, but Chairman Wang's free-spirited personality allowed it.

"But recently, Yuha has been saying outright that she doesn't want to go study abroad. Ilseon was really flustered. Even though she's so young, I didn't know that her mind would change so easily."

At that moment, Chairman Wang glanced at me. His eyes were strange.

"If he finds out that I came to Gapyeong without him today, he'll be mad. Hehe."

*

Sizzling.

Chicken galbi was being grilled on the grill until golden brown. It was strange that the chaebols' lunch was just chicken galbi, but since we were hungry, anything was fine. The restaurant, which was set up like a mountain villa, had no other customers except us.

"From now on, I've decided to leave the department store to the youngest. He's an expert in that area."

"Haha. Ilseon-i gives in so easily. Wasn't it because of that child that the crown prince came the other day? He's not the type of kid who would give up credit easily, so I guess he would have chosen Jesaeng."

If you listen closely, you will see that the conversation going on around the table is not ordinary. If people who do not know heard it, they would have snorted and said that the grandfathers are going crazy. Isn't he talking about one of his affiliates as if it were a child's toy? Anyway, that's it.

'So this is how Son Il-seon ate Jeil Life.'

There is a common saying that if you have an insurance company, your vessel will change. No affiliate company could catch up with Jeil Life Insurance in terms of land holdings and cash flow. It was like giving flesh and taking bones. In a way, it could be said that from this point on, Son Il-sun gradually took control of Jeil Group.

"What does Hyun-i want?"

Chairman Wang Il-sun asked with a subtle smile.

"In Dongju."

Dongju?

There were several departments within Dongju. It wasn't like Jeil Group where affiliates were spread out, but each sector had different levels of importance. If you think about the future, it would be.

"Haha, he really is a talent that would be a waste to just focus on music."

huh?

"Isn't that so, Chairman Yoo? Just look at that worried look on his face. The more I look at that guy, the more I think he's something."

Oops.

I unconsciously pondered deeply over Chairman Wang's question. Chairman Wang looked at me as if he was curious, and my grandfather smiled with satisfaction. Be careful! If you don't stay awake, you'll fall for Chairman Wang's trick.

"Chairman Yoo, there's something you asked me to do before."

What is this?

"The Japanese side contacted me urgently after seeing the video. I guess they must have been very shocked. No wonder even the crown prince requested the video. Mr. Hirose said he really wanted to meet Hyun."

no way.

"Son-ga, when you say Hirose, are you talking about the Empress of the Violin?"

Chairman Wang nodded briefly. I don't know Hirose. She is called the Empress of the Violin and the Queen of Strings, and is a master of the Japanese classical music world. She is a hero in Japan. However, when I became interested in classical music, I was not able to see the Empress's solo concert. Sadly, she had already passed away.

Just then, Makguksu arrived. Grandpa didn't elaborate any further. My mind was full of questions, but since he didn't tell me, there was no way to know. As time went by, the chicken broth, which had been flavored with more flavor, ran out.

"Hyun-ah."

My grandfather looked at me intently. He wanted to do everything for me. He must have felt indebted to me because he had been so cruel to my mother.

"Have you ever thought about studying abroad?"

Kang Hyun was too talented to just ignore.

* * *

"Spencer, are you there?"

Samuel visited the orchestra early in the morning. Spencer, the principal conductor of the London Symphony Orchestra, had urgently contacted me the night before. He asked me out of the blue, "The reason you chose to go to Korea is because of the Jeil Group, right?" and I answered him.

"The Maestro is not present at the moment."

Spencer, who was expected to be there, was nowhere to be seen. Instead, the conductor Dmitry came out and greeted Samuel politely.

"Dmitry, Spencer isn't here? I thought you were busy practicing for the performance."

"He has left for a while because there is still time until the next performance."

I didn't understand. Spencer was always obsessed with the orchestra's practice. No wonder Gramophone magazine named him the most persistent conductor. Why did Spencer leave the orchestra for no reason?

That's nonsense.

"Did something serious happen?"

I was worried that something might have happened. Spencer was not the type of person to open up his entire inner thoughts to, even to his closest friends. Dmitry shook his head with his characteristically expressionless face.

"I don't know the exact reason either."

Spencer disappeared after leaving only a short message that he would be away for a few days. Rather, the one who was the most frustrated was none other than Dmitry. Although he was the conductor who oversaw the members, he could not help but feel uneasy without a conductor. The members were the same. In times like these, if they slack off on practicing, they could get on Spencer's bad side.

at that time.

A violin melody continued to be heard from somewhere.

Samuel and Dmitry walked towards the place where the melody was coming from as if they were possessed. The place they arrived at was none other than.

"The conductor's office?"

The door opened wide just as Dmitry was about to knock. He must have been so busy that he didn't even think about locking the door. When Samuel nodded briefly, Dmitry opened the door wide as if he had made up his mind. There.

Jiying.

With the violin melody,

"Young gentleman?"

Kang Hyun was playing on the cathode ray tube. It seemed like the video tape from last night was playing continuously without stopping. There was no owner, and only the video was playing. How could this be happening? At that moment, Samuel and Dmitry's eyes crossed.

no way?

*

"Eek, Grandpa, you're sick."

The mansion in Pyeongchang-dong is filled with Son Yu-ha's loud voice. It's because Chairman Wang left him alone and headed to Gapyeong in the morning breeze. If it were any other day, he would have said no even if I asked him to go, but today was different.

"You didn't even tell me that Hyun-i has an older brother!"

Son Il-seon's secretary, who had taken on the unplanned role of nanny, was sweating profusely. It was because Son Yu-ha's personality was incomparable to that of most children. Not only was she smart, but she was also extremely prickly, making most adults lose their minds. Fortunately, she had some manners toward adults. If a child like that were to stand in front of Kang Hyun, she would become the most gentle lamb in the world, which is really something you never know.

"I want to go out!"

Son Yu-ha, who has been increasingly interested in snacking lately, was already walking out of the garden without the secretary having a chance to stop him. His legs are short, but he is so fast that if you take your eyes off him for even a moment, you will most likely lose him in this large mansion.

"Yuha, can you ask your mom for a snack?"

A mansion where, with just a word, you can get handmade luxury sweets and specialty products that were presented to the king. However, since Son Yu-ha had an excessive desire to acquire things since he was young, he preferred to get things with his own hands.

'after.'

The secretary sighed inwardly and gestured to the bodyguards. He was preparing for an unexpected situation. It was then.

"uh?"

Son Yu-ha ran out of the garage door, not the one where the car was parked. The secretary ran out with a look of surprise. Damn it, high heels of all things!

"Huh? Who are you, sir?"

At that moment, a foreigner with a colorful face got out of a car that had arrived in front of the mansion in Pyeongchang-dong. He had a sharp impression at first glance. Even his graying hair looked intense. The foreigner said something when he saw Son Yu-ha running out of the mansion.

"Eek. I'm still not good at English."

Son Yu-ha's listening ability was not so great that he could understand the fast pronunciation of a native speaker like Kang Hyun. At that moment, the foreigner took out a photo from his bosom. Funnily enough, it was a photo taken on a TV screen, and to be precise, it was focused on the person on the TV screen.

uh?

"Hyeon-i oppa?"

When Son Yu-ha opened her eyes wide at the photo, the foreigner nodded enthusiastically. The sharp expression that had been there was gone, and a smile filled his face like a young child. And then he said something.

"Okay! Honey! Oppa!"