Mining And Construction Tycoon [EN]: Chapter 139

139. Three Agendas (4)

Taesu and Song Sori departed in the Jeep.

Taesu spoke.

“I want a comprehensive interim report on the Tae Yang affiliates on the way to Geumsan Hotel.”

“Right now, here?”

“Isn’t time precious?”

Song Sori let out a dry laugh.

“You’re a real workaholic, Chairman.”

“It’s just time being wasted on the road anyway.”

Kim Gwangrok, who was driving, chuckled.

“Taesu, don’t make things difficult for Secretary Song. She doesn’t have anything in her hands right now. You need a report to give a report.”

Kim Gwangrok was wrong.

Song Sori wasn’t someone who couldn’t give a report without a report.

“I will report.”

*See that?*

“I’ll start with Tae Yang Oil.”

“What happened to the plan to build a gas station before entering Yeongdong-daero intersection [a major intersection in Seoul]?”

“We purchased the site and received permission from the district office. We plan to start building the gas station tomorrow.”

“Good.”

“In addition, we have obtained permits for gas stations in 10 locations in Seoul. We plan to proceed with that as well.”

“Proceed.”

“They say they need more oil tankers.”

“I’ll have to contact Tae Yang Heavy Industries.”

Song Sori nodded.

“I was already in the process of ordering additional heavy equipment, including oil tankers, needed for the construction site from Tae Yang Heavy Industries.”

“Good.”

“Three cranes, six excavators, ten dump trucks, four concrete mixer trucks, four road rollers, and five ladder trucks.”

Taesu raised his hand.

“Wait, did you say ladder trucks?”

“Yes, is there a problem…?”

Song Sori looked at him with a puzzled expression.

“Doesn’t the ladder truck only have cables for safety devices?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

Until the mid-90s, ladder trucks only had one cable for safety.

“Let’s develop additional safety reinforcements.”

“Understood. I will relay that to Tae Yang Heavy Industries.”

“Relying on just one cable is too dangerous for the workers. If the cable comes loose or breaks, the boarding platform will free fall.”

Such incidents actually happened in his past life.

“Elevators have had safety devices since the mid-19th century. But ladder trucks, which are responsible for high-rise work, only have cables for safety devices. It’s too inadequate.”

There are many cases where the metal wires of ladder trucks break because they cannot withstand the weight.

There are also too many cases where the boom breaks and falls over while working in adverse conditions with wind.

“Ladder trucks are used to lift people to high places to work. They lift materials such as tiles, cement, and wood, and paint the exterior walls of buildings. Accidents are likely to occur.”

“Yes.”

“We must always pay attention to safety. Proper safety devices are essential.”

“Understood.”

*That’s enough nagging.*

Song Sori continued to report on Tae Yang affiliates.

Starting with Tae Yang Cement, she moved on to molybdenum and limestone mines, windows and doors, finance, insurance, electricity, electronics, and lumber.

“This concludes the interim report on the affiliates.”

“Good work.”

As Song Sori finished the report smoothly, Kim Gwangrok’s mouth dropped open.

“How can you give a report for 20 minutes straight without stopping? It’s normal to be confused even when reading this amount from a report, isn’t it?”

Song Sori turned her head sharply.

“How can you handle work if you can’t even memorize this much?”

People who don’t know Song Sori would probably be amazed.

In his past life, Taesu was just amazed at first.

She has such a good memory that she doesn’t need to bring a report.

*Secretary Song said it was a life’s work she poured her whole life into.*

In his past life, Taesu was Secretary Song’s best disciple.

But in this life, he couldn’t have Secretary Song as his teacher.

*She’s so good that she can lead a company if she’s put into any field of work right away.*

She was a very satisfactory talent.

She quelled the backlash with her skills.

She coordinates work across 16 Tae Yang Group affiliates and plans affiliate-related tasks.

Secretary Song would be very proud.

Taesu thought she was excellent.

*The treasure she kept hidden so she wouldn’t get involved with Han Cheongho is shining in Tae Yang this time.*

Taesu knows her abilities well.

That’s why he boldly scouted her.

Taesu entrusted a significant portion of the overwhelming workload to her.

*If it weren’t for Song Sori, I might have died from overwork.*

Taesu still has plenty to do.

When he took over Cheongil Group in his past life, the corporate system was already well established.

In addition, there were many talented people that Han Cheongho had discovered and used.

But Tae Yang Group is not like that.

*Tae Yang, which is starting from the bottom, needs someone who can handle all kinds of work. Just like her.*

It shows that Secretary Song taught her this and that in all fields.

Thanks to that, Taesu’s burden has become much lighter.

“We’ve arrived.”

Taesu and Song Sori got out of the car first.

Kim Gwangrok will park and follow.

* * *

Geumsan Hotel, Room 1107.

It’s the room where Secretary Song is staying.

Knock knock.

Hansu opened the door and came out.

“Hyung [older brother or close male friend], you’re here?”

“Yeah, good to see you. Did you have any trouble coming here?”

“Of course not. Why would there be any trouble?”

“Why didn’t you stop Secretary Song? I told you to only come here because it’s dangerous.”

“She wouldn’t budge.”

Taesu and Song Sori hurriedly entered the room.

Inside the room, there was a man with his hands behind his back, looking out the window at the sunset.

“…Who are you?”

“It’s me.”

The man turned around.

When he took off his sunglasses and fedora, Taesu was shocked.

“Secretary Song?”

He was so completely different that he was unrecognizable.

It was hard to believe that he was the person who had been with Taesu every day for five years.

Secretary Song smiled, spreading his arms wide.

“Can’t you recognize me like this?”

“You’ve become a completely different person.”

*I really can’t recognize him.*

*I can’t believe it even while looking at him.*

“I got a lot of sun. How much weight did you gain? And why is your hair so thick?”

“Hahaha, the Saudi sun is a bit harsh. And it turns out it wasn’t genetic, it was all because of stress.”

Secretary Song said, stroking his rather thick hair.

Secretary Song had quite severe hair loss.

*So it looks like he’s rejuvenated 10 years.*

“I was living in constant fear for my life under a wicked chairman, but now that I’m free, this is what happened.”

The thick crown is very good.

But the weight is a bit much.

Wasn’t Secretary Song so skinny that he could be called a skewer?

“Excuse me, how many kilograms do you weigh now?”

“I weigh about 130 kilograms [approximately 287 pounds].”

“How many kilograms did you usually maintain before?”

“I used to be around 56 kilograms [approximately 123 pounds].”

“……”

Secretary Song shook his thick double chin and cheeks and laughed.

“My appetite came back because I felt comfortable. American food is really good for gaining weight. Hahaha.”

“……”

Taesu looked at Hansu, who was standing next to him, without saying a word.

He didn’t gain any weight.

Rather, he came back with solid muscles.

“Oh, I had him receive professional mercenary training while I was in the United States. He followed along quite well. He’s basically a friend who uses his body well.”

Why wouldn’t he?

Isn’t Hansu famous for fighting in Korea?

Hansu proudly showed off his muscles.

Taesu felt annoyed at his triumphant attitude.

*When I was learning under Secretary Song, I practiced various martial arts and weapon techniques.*

Taesu had always been diligent in exercising even in his past life.

He never missed an hour of muscle exercise every day, even when he was over 70.

The same was true after his regression.

But Hansu seems to be a bit more muscular, so he can’t help but feel annoyed.

“The Bedouin training in Saudi Arabia is much harsher, but I don’t know why that slippery guy doesn’t gain muscle and only his bones get stronger.”

He’s talking about Holjook.

“He was forced to abstain from alcohol in Saudi Arabia, but now that he’s back in Korea, he’s probably got a beer belly again, right?”

“…It can’t be helped because of the nature of his work.”

He couldn’t deny it.

Holjook only has a protruding beer belly.

Taesu sat down and said.

“Secretary Song, Korea is too dangerous. Please go back.”

“I came because I have something to do. You need me, don’t you?”

To control the bankers, you need the immense power of overseas banks.

But the risk that Secretary Song has to take is too great.

“You might be in great danger if someone recognizes you.”

“Who would recognize me? I’ve changed everything from my appearance, identity, nationality, and past.”

Secretary Song said triumphantly.

“I got some help from the King of Saudi Arabia. The American CIA would have to step in to dig it up, right? Han Cheongho or domestic intelligence wouldn’t be able to do it.”

If the King of Saudi Arabia is backing him, it will be certain.

Still, Taesu shook his head because of a hint of anxiety.

He didn’t want Secretary Song to be in danger.

“There will be someone with a keen eye.”

“That’s all it will be. What are the chances that I, who was just a secretary, would suddenly appear as a banking tycoon in a year?”

It’s lower than the probability of being struck by lightning out of the blue.

Secretary Song suddenly started speaking English with a strong Japanese accent.

“[Please call me Robert from now on.]”

Secretary Song was a man who spoke British English very fluently.

But with English with such a strong Japanese accent, it seems like he wouldn’t be recognized as Secretary Song.

Taesu sighed.

“Secretary Song, why did you come to Korea even at the risk? I contacted you that it would be enough to send Hansu as an agent.”

He was dissatisfied.

It was because he knew how much Secretary Song had longed for freedom.

He also knows how much he feared Han Cheongho.

“I wanted Secretary Song to live safely and freely. Even if you were to return to Korean soil, I was thinking about after Park Jeonghwan or Han Cheongho died.”

“I came to Korea because I have three agendas.”

As if he wasn’t Taesu’s teacher, he held up three fingers.

Secretary Song bit his lip.

“I’m going to lend a hand in Han Cheongho’s downfall. I’m going to give back as much as I’ve suffered and resented so far.”

Secretary Song was also a victim of the Han Cheongho family.

Just as Taesu was burning with revenge, Secretary Song was also dreaming of revenge.

“I heard you’re planning something big this time.”

“That’s right.”

“I heard you’re trying to block Han Cheongho’s funding through the bank?”

Taesu nodded silently.

“The chairman entrusted the bank to me. So I can’t be left out of that. That’s why I came.”

Taesu had Secretary Song acquire overseas banks.

“It’s enough for Hansu to step up as an agent and wield the sword.”

“Don’t worry about me. A man with too many worries will ruin big things.”

Secretary Song smiled kindly.

“A person who has set a goal is not afraid of obstacles.”

*It’s been a long time since I’ve heard that.*

It’s what Secretary Song taught Taesu in his past life.

“Plan far ahead, but practice one step at a time. Haste makes mistakes.”

Taesu received the last words.

“When you stick a knife in the opponent’s neck, you must not hesitate or be impatient. I always keep that in mind.”

Secretary Song’s eyes widened.

Song Sori was the same.

“…Did I say that to the chairman?”

*It’s what I heard in my past life.*

“I didn’t know the chairman would say that.”

“It’s also a word I sometimes tell myself when I feel impatient.”

Secretary Song’s teachings are still deeply engraved in Taesu’s heart.

-Look far ahead and set the stage.

-When running towards a goal, endure the anxiety and impatience that come.

-When you start something, make sure to screw it up.

Secretary Song nodded.

“If you’re determined, you can push forward as it is. I believe you’ll do well.”

The teacher from his past life supports Taesu again this time.

He always did.

“I can take revenge with the chairman’s plan, so I’m not afraid. Please don’t kick me out and use me importantly.”

He couldn’t stop Secretary Song.

Instead, Taesu nodded.

“Secretary Song’s role will be big.”

Only then did Secretary Song laugh satisfactorily.

It was one of the most pleasant smiles that Taesu had ever seen from Secretary Song.

“You can’t just use money to pressure the bank presidents to ban loans and investments to Cheongil [Han Cheongho’s company].”

Secretary Song, who has been worn out while cleaning up the dirty work that Han Cheongho has done.

“I can see how those guys will get out of it, so I couldn’t just stay abroad comfortably. Now that we’re going to suffocate Han Cheongho to death, let’s kill him for sure.”

Secretary Song gestured.

Then Hansu took out a bag.

“What is this?”