The Genius Grandson Of The Cash King Becomes A Tycoon [EN]: Chapter 112

The night deepened slowly.

While most people rubbed their sleepy eyes and drifted off, others sharpened their senses, fully awakening their physical awareness.

Cheonsu Building, an ivory-toned structure with no sign, appeared old but was well-maintained, hardly distinguishable from recently constructed buildings.

All the windows of the building were heavily tinted, obscuring the interior.

The building emitted no light.

Clearly, it wasn’t for business.

Gwak Hyun-soo, Eun-soo, and Jung-hoon entered a high-rise building next to Cheonsu Building.

Gwak Hyun-soo handed 100,000 won (approximately $75 USD) to the building manager.

In response, a freight elevator without CCTV opened.

Jung-hoon and his team rode it to the rooftop.

The strong wind caused the three of them to stagger.

“Are you alright?”

“Of course. This looks fun.”

He was nervous, but it also seemed exciting.

Gwak Hyun-soo fired a crossbow towards a corner of the Cheonsu Building’s rooftop.

A taut line connected the two buildings via a grappling hook attached to the arrow.

Gwak Hyun-soo, Eun-soo, and Jung-hoon crossed over in that order.

He called Park Chang-soo.

“Are you ready?”

“Yes, Chairman.”

“Don’t let a single one escape, push upwards. We’re going down below. Hopefully, we can meet in the middle…”

“Be careful. If we lose you, Chairman, we lose everything.”

“Watch yourself.”

“Understood.”

The call ended.

The building’s circuit breaker was switched off, and a deep darkness engulfed the building.

Dozens of Park Chang-soo’s vans charged towards the building’s underground parking lot and the first-floor entrance.

The battle had begun.

Gwak Hyun-soo, Eun-soo, and Jung-hoon descended from the rooftop.

The darkness was on their side.

They used night vision goggles to track every movement.

Each time Gwak Hyun-soo’s knife moved, the bodyguards fell to the ground with short screams.

The same went for Eun-soo.

She subdued the bodyguards with quick and concise movements.

Her movements were impressive.

It was evident that Gwak Hyun-soo had properly taught her lethal techniques.

‘We need to capture the executives of the bodyguards.’

Jung-hoon lent a hand to increase their speed.

As the three pushed forward, the bodyguards were quickly pushed back.

Most were upstairs, trying to stop Park Chang-soo’s assault, so there weren’t many here.

Soon, everyone was on the ground, groaning.

The door labeled ‘Chief’s Office’ was opened.

The chief of the Cheonjihoe [Heaven and Earth Society] bodyguards was at his post.

And there was a man who appeared to be his closest aide.

“Yoon Jung-hoon, is it?”

The man sitting in the chair showed no will to fight in his voice.

“Are you the bodyguard chief?”

“Yes, I am Cheon Hyuk-min, the bodyguard chief. I am a descendant of a proud martial arts family that has protected this country for generations. And a descendant of Cheon Ju-hoon, who was involved in the independence movement, hahaha.”

A voice full of regret.

There was no will to fight, no hope for life.

“Have you given up already? Then surrender.”

He didn’t answer.

He asked again.

“…Do you regret it?”

“Regret? That’s for when you’re dead.”

He stood up from his seat and picked up a sword from the desk.

It was a long sword.

“Surrender? That’s for when you’re dead.”

The long sword, the kind a general would use on the battlefield, aimed for Jung-hoon’s shoulder.

He barely dodged it.

“This is the sword my grandfather’s grandfather, and his grandfather’s grandfather used to exterminate the Japanese invaders.”

“So? What are you trying to say? No. What are you fighting for?”

Instead of answering, Cheon Ju-hoon’s sword aimed for Jung-hoon’s side.

Gwak Hyun-soo plunged his knife deep into his side.

“Ugh…”

He staggered backward.

Blood flowed from his side.

“I forgot it. I definitely remembered it, but no matter how much I think, I can’t remember.”

The man with the knife stuck in him staggered.

“I thought it was right… I believed it was the path for justice.”

“Chief.”

The man beside him supported him.

“Kyung-soo, hands already so tainted beyond repair, can death save me?”

“Why is it so hard to change a belief that isn’t right? I can’t understand.”

“What? Belief? Listen, Cheonjihoe is my life. They dominated my childhood. Denying them is denying myself. You wouldn’t know anything. How we grow up and are made.”

Blood poured from Cheon Ju-hoon’s mouth.

“Ugh.”

He struggled to open his mouth again.

“Our poor members who don’t know anything… Haa… Kyung-soo. Tell everyone to stop.”

The bodyguard chief struggled to speak to the man who silently stood by his side.

“I will be with you, Chief.”

“Kyung-soo, you are still young and different from us. Maybe that person will save you…”

The bodyguard chief, gasping for breath, lost consciousness.

Gwak Hyun-soo thought as he looked at the two men sitting on the floor.

‘That voice is definitely him. The appearance is similar too.’

It can’t be the same person.

The dead can’t be here.

Still, just in case, Gwak Hyun-soo asked briefly.

“Could it be, Jo Kyung-soo?”

“Who?… No, it’s not.”

“You son of a bitch!”

An expletive burst from Gwak Hyun-soo’s mouth, who was usually calm and without emotional expression.

And his knife flew towards Jo Kyung-soo’s neck.

“No! Stop!”

Fortunately, Gwak Hyun-soo’s knife stopped in front of his Adam’s apple.

Jo Kyung-soo sat back.

“It seems like you have a story to resolve with each other…”

“This is my personal matter. Don’t interfere.”

“Never kill him. That’s an order. I’ll say it again.”

When Jung-hoon spoke firmly, Gwak Hyun-soo put down his knife.

“It seems like we have a lot to talk about.”

Gwak Hyun-soo wore an unpleasant expression.

He wanted to resolve the story between the two of them.

Leaving the two in the room, Jung-hoon came out with Eun-soo and went downstairs.

Park Chang-soo’s men were cornering the remaining bodyguards like mice against one wall.

Park Chang-soo was dueling with a familiar man.

A long scar on his left cheek.

It was Lee Ji-yong, the boss of the Jungbu Market gang, International Clan.

“Will Park Chang-soo handle it?”

“Yes.”

“Be careful.”

He was breathing heavily.

It didn’t look easy.

But in the eyes of Park Chang-soo, the former action leader of the International Clan, there was a strong will.

He wanted to deal with his bad blood directly.

“You should greet the boss when you see him. To throw a knife. Tsk.”

“Shut up.”

Lee Ji-yong’s sharp blade grazed Park Chang-soo’s stomach.

Soon after, he aimed for his neck.

Jung-hoon had no choice but to intervene.

He pushed Park Chang-soo aside.

Jung-hoon slightly dodged the knife coming towards him.

He stretched his fist forward, which he had tilted back, and slammed it hard into Lee Ji-yong’s mouth.

He staggered back a few steps from the strong impact of the counterpunch and sat down.

A tooth fell out of his mouth along with blood.

He jumped up and kicked his face.

International Clan boss Lee Ji-yong lost consciousness and collapsed.

Park Chang-soo approached.

“I still regret just watching the dirty things you did.”

Park Chang-soo’s knife aimed at him.

“The law can judge, or you can judge. I would leave it to the judgment of the law.

You need to report the International Clan’s dirty deeds.”

At Jung-hoon’s words, Park Chang-soo bit his lip.

And put down the knife.

“Please make sure he pays for his sins.”

“Yes, I know a lot of people in that area. You don’t have to worry.”

The long night was coming to an end.

Park Chang-soo asked Jung-hoon for his opinion.

“Chairman, what should we do?”

“Follow the procedure. We have to give them back as much pain as they caused. What about the damages?”

“There is no major damage. We defended thoroughly as you said. We trained hard, thinking of our fallen comrades.”

“That’s a relief.”

Jo Kyung-soo was dragged to Gwak Hyun-soo.

He desperately shouted to Jung-hoon.

“Please, save me.”

“Shut up!”

“Please, just save my men. Our kids don’t know anything. They just did what they were told. I’ll die instead.”

“You’ll die instead of them? Did Cheonjihoe’s bodyguards have this kind of loyalty?”

Jung-hoon dropped a knife in front of him.

“Show me. You’ll die instead.”

“Yes. Haa, instead, please tell our Sun-hee for me. That I’ll go ahead and wait. Even if it’s hard, please come slowly.”

After saying that, Jo Kyung-soo gripped the knife tightly.

And he tried to plunge it into his neck without hesitation.

‘Crazy.’

Jung-hoon kicked Jo Kyung-soo’s hand with his foot.

He barely caught it.

‘Who is this guy? It would be great if someone like him could be our strength…’

Jung-hoon stared blankly at him sitting on the floor and gestured to Park Chang-soo to take him away.

He asked Gwak Hyun-soo.

“Is it betrayal? Or was there a circumstance as always?”

“Haa, it’s a circumstance. That damn unavoidable circumstance.”

Gwak Hyun-soo took a deep breath and told Jung-hoon Kyung-soo’s story.

Jo Kyung-soo was a friend who died in Africa instead of him.

He was the friend who shot himself next to his heart to save him.

He thought he was definitely dead, but he didn’t know he was alive here.

Jo Kyung-soo was a righteous friend.

He couldn’t believe that he was an executive of Cheonjihoe’s bodyguards.

He said he needed money.

A job recommended by a senior, with a salary close to 200 million won (approximately $150,000 USD).

It was for his sick wife.

His kind and beautiful wife was suffering from cancer.

So he needed a lot of money.

Lee Hee-do and Jo Kyung-soo, there are so many patients in Korea.

Jung-hoon said to Gwak Hyun-soo.

“Move Jo Kyung-soo’s wife to Shinhwa Hospital.”

“Yes?”

Gwak Hyun-soo’s eyes widened.

They turned red in an instant.

“Young master, thank you.”

“It’s nothing. I can’t just watch a loved one struggle. And it seems like there is a separate training center for Cheonjihoe’s bodyguards. Hit that place as quickly as possible.”

“Understood.”

Jo Kyung-soo approached Jung-hoon, who was resting in his seat, and handed him a box.

“This will be helpful.”

Inside were white powder that looked like drugs and a ledger.

‘What is it? Is it Philopon [methamphetamine]?’

“It’s the medicine Chairman Lee Seok was taking.”

“Who gave it to him?”

“His father, Lee Heon, directly ordered it. He told me to feed it to him secretly.”

“Then it wouldn’t be bad.”

“That’s strange. One of the bodyguards secretly ate it as a joke, and his condition became strange. I think it would be good to investigate.”

“Understood.”

A father feeding his son a mysterious drug…

Where should I go to find out about this?

Shinhwa Pharmaceuticals, which acquired Selto Bio, came to mind.

I can request an analysis there.

Jung-hoon opened the ledger.

Inside, as expected, were records of bribes to prosecutors and congressmen.

He thought about what he could do with the treasure in this.

***

“How? Haa… What the hell did you do? How did Yoon Jung-hoon raid that place?”

Lee Heon’s face, which usually had no emotional expression, was burning hot.

“I don’t know. I’m sorry.”

“Is it over if you say you’re sorry? Do you know what you’ve done? The bodyguards are a huge force that has been cultivated over decades. You ruined it.”

“Stop it. It’s not our chairman’s fault. And there is still a great power in the military. That’s enough.”

Ha In-sun, Lee Seok’s mother, glared at Lee Heon.

“Shut up! This is not your place to interfere. Go and bring my 사인검 [sage sword – a ceremonial sword believed to ward off evil]. I will strike the neck of the one who ruined my imperial family!”

“Father, please forgive me just once.”

“What are you doing.”

Lee Heon, who slammed the armrest hard, got up from his seat.

“You, you dirty bastard… How can you destroy the imperial family that I built in one day.”

Ha In-sun’s eyes lit up.

“Shut up. How dare you call the emperor and the chairman of Star dirty?”

Ha In-sun’s fierce voice pierced Lee Heon’s ears.

But Lee Heon did not back down either.

He glared at her with murderous eyes.

“Shut up? You dirty bitch…”

Ha In-sun took a step back at Lee Hyun’s mad eyes.

A rough palm slapped her pale cheek.

She was thrown to the floor.

“I, haa, I won’t say much. Be careful, madam.”

“…”

Ha In-sun did not answer.

‘You are urging your death.’

***

‘Shinhwa Group withdraws hostile M&A for AR Group. Mutual cooperation as a strategic partner’

As soon as the newspaper article came out, AR Group’s stock price returned to normal.

Chairman Gu Chang-hoon, Gu Hyun-ji, Madam Hyun Jung-ok, and Jung-hoon visited a makgeolli [Korean rice wine] house in Euljiro.

“Okay, let’s all have a drink.”

Chairman Gu Chang-hoon raised his glass.

“Everyone worked hard.”

“What hard work, I just watched.”

“No, how surprised was this old man’s heart…”

“That’s why you should have exercised usually!”

“What’s the point of exercising when you’re old? There’s nothing good.”

“You never know, something good might happen if you live longer.”

The grandmother said, pouring alcohol into Chairman Gu’s glass.

“Well, unless we go hiking together next week?”

“You go hiking. Instead, the afterparty… I’ll come if you call.”

“What?”

Gu Chang-hoon’s eyes widened.

Madam Hyun, who was usually cold… This is definitely a green light.

He turned his head and glanced at Hyun-ji.

Hyun-ji also nodded.

“Ahem, then hiking is a bit difficult. Let’s walk in Tapgol Park together. Do we need to wait until next week? How about tomorrow? Autumn is getting deeper…”

“What nonsense.”

The grandmother was startled and reacted harshly.

Jung-hoon and Hyun-ji winked at each other.

“We’ll get up. We like beer more than makgeolli.”

“Yes, go and play with your young friends.”

The grandmother chased them out.

She seemed to have made up her mind.

It was a life lived only looking at revenge.

It would be nice if she could feel the joy of life now.

Her revenge is already over.

Jung-hoon prayed that her peaceful daily life, holding hands with a good man and walking down a path, would be filled with her.

***

The merger of the two companies went smoothly.

The employees of the two companies were initially full of complaints.

But their mouths gradually widened.

The employees of Star Group were depressed.

They were separated from the best group in the industry and entered a low-ranking group, which hurt their pride.

But their mouths were torn at Shinhwa Group’s proposal to guarantee the best working conditions and welfare in the industry.

Even the salary was the same.

Work less and get paid more!

Shinhwa Electronics has become the best company everyone dreams of.

In an instant, Shinhwa Electronics was selected as the company that Koreans most wanted to join.

The best salary and welfare in the industry. And leisure through the 5-day work week.

Who wouldn’t want it?

‘Shinhwa Electronics is amazing.’

‘Shinhwa Electronics, which receives a lot of money and works less. Go bankrupt!’

‘Haa, I want to go to Shinhwa Electronics too.’

‘I am a current Shinhwa Electronics employee. Working hours, company dinners, and meetings have all decreased. I will bury my bones here.’

‘Wow, how many people are you hiring this time? Is the competition rate of 1000:1 real?’

It has become a company that people want to go to.

All affiliates of Shinhwa Group were leading the corporate culture of Korea.

Jung-hoon, who was watching the public opinion about Shinhwa Group with a satisfied expression.

He got up from his seat and paced around the chairman’s office.

He has secured software and hardware for the future autonomous driving mobility industry.

Now, if he has just one finished car, he can preempt the future that no one can touch.

Jung-hoon clenched his fist to achieve his remaining dream.

The intercom rang.

It was Cha Young-mi.

“Chairman, I found it. Where are you?”

“Where else? It’s the chairman’s office. That’s where you called.”

“Ah, yes.”

“I’ll go now.”

Cha Young-mi and Cheon Jin-hyuk were searching all the computers and servers of Star Electronics and Star Electric Power to find the slush fund ledger.

And they finally secured the data that was hidden.

Jung-hoon hurriedly ran to the computer room where Cha Young-mi was.