Descent Of The Demon Master [EN]: Chapter 1566

Early in the morning, Kang Jin-ho stepped out of his house and was rendered speechless by the sight of the car parked in front of his door.

Was it a problem that a car was parked in front of someone else’s door?

No. That wasn’t the issue.

It was just that the car…

‘What kind of car looks like that?’

The side profile, which seemed to be drawn in a continuous curve, was incredibly striking for a sports car. From the outside, it looked like a unique blend of a sports car and a sedan’s sleek lines.

“It’s a Bugatti Chiron.”

Kang Jin-ho turned his head to the side.

A face he had seen somewhere… no, he had only seen it once, but it was so memorable that he couldn’t forget it. It was Jung Hong-geun standing there.

“It’s a gift. I heard you like sports cars.”

Kang Jin-ho couldn’t hide his bewilderment as he looked at Jung Hong-geun.

“A gift?”

“Yes. It’s a gift, Chairman.”

“Why a gift all of a sudden?”

“Didn’t I tell you I was going to apologize? An apology is usually accompanied by a gift. It’s a bit too big to take to the company.”

Kang Jin-ho looked back and forth between the car and Jung Hong-geun, then let out a deep sigh.

“Take it away. I don’t accept things like this.”

“I didn’t bring an expensive bribe. I brought something that I thought you would like. I’m not crazy enough to offer you a bribe worth tens of billions of won [approximately tens of millions of US dollars], Chairman.”

“Te-tens of billions?”

How much?

No, what kind of car costs tens of billions, not just billions?

Even Kang Jin-ho, who drove a car worth billions, couldn’t understand it.

“So please just accept it. It’s not that expensive. You can’t even call it a bribe.”

It’s expensive, though?

It’s very expensive?

Old man, you’ve been a chairman for so long, where did your sense of money go?

“I-I can’t accept this. Take it away.”

“Chairman.”

Jung Hong-geun bowed his head towards Kang Jin-ho.

“I only prepared this as a gift because I heard you enjoy sports cars. How can I offer you an apology without even giving you a small gift like this?”

Kang Jin-ho unconsciously looked around.

If anyone saw him receiving an apology from an old man in the middle of a street in Korea, they would curse without even knowing the full story.

“N-no, please don’t do this…”

“I won’t leave until you accept it, Chairman.”

Kang Jin-ho turned his head this way and that.

Sure enough, passersby were all peeking, wondering what was going on.

It was fortunate that there weren’t many people coming and going in the residential area. If it had been a busy place, he wouldn’t have been able to show his face.

“Jin-ho, who’s there?”

Kang Jin-ho was startled by the voice behind him and turned his head. The mighty Kang Jin-ho was so flustered that he didn’t even realize someone was coming out of the house.

“It’s nothing. It’s nothing!”

“Okay. Have a good day.”

Only after hearing the door close did Kang Jin-ho let out a deep sigh.

‘No, what is this?’

This bulldozer was like no other.

‘Are all successful businessmen like this?’

Their methods were completely different, but Hwang Jung-hoo also never compromised on something he had decided on. But now, Jung Hong-geun was showing even more stubbornness than Hwang Jung-hoo.

He couldn’t tell if it was because he was this kind of person that he succeeded, or if he was one of the lucky few who survived among the many who failed.

“…It’s difficult for you to do this here.”

“I will leave without a word if you accept my gift, Chairman.”

Kang Jin-ho glanced around.

There were still eyes watching them. The fact that he couldn’t just shoo them away was making Kang Jin-ho miserable.

“…If I accept it, you’ll leave, right?”

“Yes, Chairman.”

“Okay. I’ll accept it, so please go.”

Jung Hong-geun raised his head and smiled brightly.

“Executive Director Park!”

“Yes, Chairman!”

Executive Director Park Sang-woo, who had been watching from behind, rushed out and handed Kang Jin-ho the key.

“It’s a Bugatti Chiron directly imported from France. I wanted to get a Divo, but there weren’t any available… I’ll replace it as soon as I get a Divo.”

What’s that, and what’s this?

Kang Jin-ho sighed and took the key.

“I don’t need that, so don’t come to my house again.”

“Ah, of course…”

“I’m not joking.”

Kang Jin-ho’s voice dropped coldly.

“Don’t think I’m just saying it. Don’t ever come to my house again.”

Jung Hong-geun quickly nodded at his cold gaze.

“I’m sorry. I won’t come here again.”

Kang Jin-ho sighed as he watched Jung Hong-geun bow politely.

It was easy for him to break the will of someone who was as tough as steel.

But someone who could slip through his pressure like water was very difficult to deal with.

‘I can’t just assign Lee Hyun-soo to him full-time.’

Kang Jin-ho sighed once and threw the key back to Park Sang-woo. As Park Sang-woo caught the key in a daze, Kang Jin-ho said in a slightly stiff voice.

“Move it to the corner.”

“Huh? Yes, I understand!”

Park Sang-woo quickly got into the driver’s seat and started the engine. Park Sang-woo, who had moved the car to the corner, hurriedly got out of the car and handed the key back to Kang Jin-ho.

Kang Jin-ho took the key with a slightly displeased look and turned to Jung Hong-geun.

“A promise is a promise.”

“Of course, Chairman. A businessman should be sensitive to promises and deals.”

Yeah, right.

Kang Jin-ho shook his head and walked towards the garage.

“Aren’t you going to take the car?”

“It’s awkward since it’s my first time. I’ll take the one I’m used to.”

“Ah, then the car…”

As Kang Jin-ho opened the garage door and pulled out Goldie MK. 2, Jung Hong-geun stared blankly.

“You’re going by bicycle?”

“The company isn’t that far.”

“Oh, my. I didn’t hear that you liked bicycles, Chairman. It seems I missed something. I understand.”

“…I wish you wouldn’t do anything weird again.”

“Don’t worry. It’s also a businessman’s basic to not do things that the other party dislikes.”

Yeah, right.

Kang Jin-ho sighed and got on Goldie, pedaling away. He wanted to get out of this uncomfortable situation quickly.

“Then.”

As Kang Jin-ho sped away, Jung Hong-geun, who was watching him, opened his mouth in a low voice.

“Executive Director Park.”

“Yes, Chairman!”

“It seems he likes bicycles more than cars. Was the information gathering wrong?”

“I-I’m sorry. He’s such a mysterious person.”

“A person who appears on TV all the time is mysterious? Then does that mean other people are living hidden in tombs?”

“…I’m sorry.”

There were so many things he wanted to say.

But Park Sang-woo understood that making excuses here was not a wise move.

“Hoo.”

Jung Hong-geun let out a short sigh.

“Tsk, to not even properly grasp the other party’s hobbies. Executive Director Park, you’ve gone soft.”

“I’m sorry, Chairman.”

“If you don’t want to hear that, make sure you use your people properly. We’re past the age of running around ourselves. It’s our job to use energetic and motivated people.”

“I will keep that in mind.”

“Investigate again!”

“Yes!”

Jung Hong-geun frowned slightly as he watched Park Sang-woo bow his head in response.

Chairman’s office.

Jung Hong-geun tapped his fingers on the desk as he received Park Sang-woo’s report.

“According to the investigation, it seems he doesn’t ride his bicycle often. It seems he enjoys it occasionally…”

“That bicycle didn’t look ordinary either.”

“It’s said to be a custom-made bicycle. I showed the picture to an expert, but they said they’ve never seen a model like that. The material seems to be carbon, and if it was custom-made, it would easily exceed the value of a decent foreign car.”

“A bicycle is more expensive than a car?”

Jung Hong-geun frowned.

He was also wealthy, but sometimes he felt a sense of alienation at the way people spent money.

“Heh, what a…”

Jung Hong-geun shook his head, chuckled, and opened his mouth.

“Make one.”

“Yes?”

“Make one that’s even better.”

“But Chairman. We don’t know exactly what his bicycle is like, so even if you say a better bicycle…”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk. Why is your head not working like this? You weren’t like this before.”

“Yes?”

“How many places can make a bicycle like that? It must have been custom-made at the best place, right?”

“Ah… that’s right. It could be in Italy.”

“Investigate it. There can’t be many orders that came from Korea in the past few years. Find the most expensive one and ask them to make a product that’s even better, and that’s it.”

“Yes, Chairman. I was short-sighted.”

Park Sang-woo looked at Jung Hong-geun with a renewed gaze.

While most older managers lose their sharpness, Jung Hong-geun still maintained a sense that could be used in the field.

He blamed himself for being old, but in Park Sang-woo’s eyes, his sharpness was still alive.

“I will do as you say. But, will we be able to change his mind with this method?”

“No one dislikes gifts.”

Jung Hong-geun said firmly.

“Do you know why classics are classics, and why the basics are the basics? It’s because they work so well. People think the basics are obvious, but there’s a reason why the obvious is still being used.”

Jung Hong-geun chuckled softly.

“And gifts are secondary. The important thing is to use the gift as an excuse to meet him often. No one dislikes gifts. And if you see someone often, you’ll grow fond of them. Isn’t that basic?”

“Yes, Chairman. But, he doesn’t seem like an ordinary person…”

“That’s something we have to solve with effort.”

Jung Hong-geun leaned back in his chair and looked at the ceiling.

“How is Myung-chul doing?”

“He’s much more stable. The frequency of his seizures has almost disappeared.”

Jung Hong-geun’s eyes sank slightly.

Park Sang-woo glanced at Jung Hong-geun.

He was a grandson he cherished quite a bit. Park Sang-woo knew, even if no one else did, that Jung Myung-chul was a sore spot for Jung Hong-geun.

The current situation, where he was giving gifts to the person who made his grandson like this, and trying to build a relationship, couldn’t be pleasing. If he were a normal person, that is.

“Move him far away.”

“…Yes?”

“Send him out of the metropolitan area. Don’t create a situation where Chairman Kang and that guy can meet. I don’t want to ruin a good thing.”

“…Ch-Chairman.”

“Why?”

Park Sang-woo lowered his head.

“It’s nothing.”

Jung Hong-geun twisted the corners of his mouth.

‘A grandson, so what.’

Compared to the huge future of Taekwang, Jung Myung-chul was nothing.

‘I have to make a connection no matter what.’

He didn’t intend to solve this with such petty tricks.