The Genius Grandson Of The Cash King Becomes A Tycoon [EN]: Chapter 113

Genius Grandson of the Cash King Becomes a Chaebol – Episode 113

#Episode 113

As I opened the door to the computer room, a wave of hot air blasted me in the face.

The heat radiating from the servers was intense.

It was usually always pleasant in there.

“What’s going on here?”

“The air conditioning is broken. They said it can’t be fixed today.”

I glanced at my watch.

It was only 2 PM.

Even though it was winter, the server room temperature was climbing rapidly.

“It’s hot. Shall we begin?”

Cha Youngmi, drenched in sweat, spoke.

Star Electronics’ funds had been funneled through Macau to Japan.

There was an account at Miari Securities, Japan’s largest financial group.

The account holder was ‘Geomwoohoe’.

“Geomwoohoe?”

“Yes, it’s a private organization of Japanese prosecutors, specifically those who have worked in the Tokyo District Public Prosecutors Office’s special investigation unit.”

“That was on the internet?”

Jeonghoon asked, surprised by Cha Youngmi’s uncanny ability to find information.

“No. I hacked the Japanese Cabinet Intelligence and Research Office and the CIA’s Japan branch.”

Chun Jinhyuk said nonchalantly.

“Please, no more hacking… How many times have I told you?”

Jeonghoon scolded them, but they didn’t seem to care at all.

I sighed inwardly. I knew it was no use.

Instead, I had to confirm the important details.

“Hmm. Any traces…”

“Of course, I didn’t leave any.”

“I don’t know whether to call that fortunate or not.”

Jeonghoon shook his head.

“So, to summarize, Star Electronics sent money to the Japanese Geomwoohoe?”

“Yes.”

“Of course, they won’t be sending it *now*. ”

“Yes.”

“What could be the reason? Chunjihoe, Star Group, and the Tokyo District Public Prosecutors Office’s special investigation unit aren’t obviously connected. Look into it one more time.”

“Yes.”

Chun Jinhyuk, taking Jeonghoon’s words as permission to hack, gave a sly, Joker-like smile.

‘Ha, those guys… it’s no use trying to stop them.’

“Absolutely no traces.”

“I won’t leave any.”

“This time, the opponent is Japanese… destroy some servers within reasonable limits. With restraint.”

“Yes!”

Jeonghoon’s permission to attack made his ears perk up, like a dog hearing the word ‘walk’.

It hadn’t even been 30 minutes since Jeonghoon entered the computer room, but he was already soaked in sweat.

“When will the air conditioning be fixed?”

“Tomorrow.”

“What should we do?”

“It’s okay, Chairman. We can work hard even in this hot and humid environment. Don’t worry about us,” Cha Youngmi said with a pitiful expression.

Jeonghoon looked at all the computer room staff.

There was white powder on the employees’ faces.

It was salt.

And their clothes were soaked with sweat, leaving salt stains.

I couldn’t let them suffer like this.

“Only leave the essential personnel and go home. Isn’t Shinhwa Group’s work environment supposed to be the best in the industry? You can’t work in these conditions.”

“It’s the Chairman’s order, so we have no choice,” one of the employees said, trying to hide a smile.

Jeonghoon opened the door and returned to his office.

He took a break while enjoying the cool air conditioning.

Meanwhile, the broken air conditioner in the computer room miraculously started working again.

Cha Youngmi jumped up from her seat and shouted to the computer room staff.

“Everyone, go home! Praise Team Leader Cha’s excellent abilities today!”

“Wow, Team Leader Cha Youngmi is amazing!”

“I respect you, Team Leader!”

One by one, they packed their bags and left the office.

Cha Youngmi called out to Chun Jinhyuk, who was trying to sneak out with his bag.

“Jinhyuk, not you.”

“Huh? Why me? I have to throw out the recycling today.”

“I told you not to put it off. Ugh!”

“And the laundry too.”

“Forget it. Get to work. I need you to *really* mess things up. My brother said he’ll be here soon, so we need to completely shut them down. How about the Japanese Public Prosecutors Office?”

At that moment, the computer room door opened.

Jeonghoon came inside.

“Chairman!”

“Hmph, do you think I wouldn’t see through this much trickery?”

“I’m sorry.”

“What were you planning to do after sending everyone away?”

“Well, that’s…”

Cha Youngmi hesitated.

“I just felt bad about giving money to those Japanese bastards today, so…”

“So you were going to hack them once?”

“Yes.”

“What’s the target?”

“The Public Prosecutors Office. But I’ll do it gently, Chairman.”

Cha Youngmi said quietly, which didn’t suit her usual boisterous personality.

“No. On second thought… Youngmi is right. All the data on the Public Prosecutors Office server. All the data on the Ministry of Defense server. And the Cabinet Intelligence and Research Office, too. Plunder them all tonight and burn the servers down.”

“Huh? Really?”

Cha Youngmi’s face lit up like a Christmas tree.

Chun Jinhyuk’s lips were slowly curving upwards into a wide grin.

Watching the excited duo, Jeonghoon thought.

‘I’ll make sure they’re completely shut down today.’

***

“Director Yamato.”

“Come in.”

A man in a black suit bowed deeply.

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses straightened his back and reviewed the documents.

“The deposit isn’t coming in.”

“What?”

“Since when?”

“Since last month.”

“Then what about the funds that were supposed to go to the Imperial Household [the Japanese royal family]?”

“I couldn’t send them.”

The man’s face turned cold.

Slowly rising from his seat, he picked up a hard black nameplate.

And struck the man’s head with it.

“To delay the sacred funds that must go to His Majesty the Emperor!”

The staggering man mustered all his strength at the mention of His Majesty the Emperor.

He stood upright, showing respect for the Emperor.

Director Yamato struck the man’s forearm hard again with the black nameplate.

“You bastard, you should have told me sooner!”

“I’m sorry, Director.”

“Get out.”

Yamato, the head prosecutor of the Japanese prosecutors, took a breath and picked up the phone.

“It’s me.”

“Yes, Director.”

Fluent English came from his mouth.

“What’s going on with the deposit not coming in?”

“That’s… There was a problem with Star Group. I will check and take action.”

“Baka-yaro [idiot], you should have solved it *before* the problem arose. That’s always the problem with Joseonjin [derogatory term for Koreans]. They only work when a problem occurs. Tsk tsk. That’s why they’ve been second-class citizens for decades.”

“I will make sure this doesn’t happen again. Please calm your anger, Director.”

“The funds that must go to His Majesty the Emperor are sacred. This must never happen again.”

“I understand.”

Park Hyun-cheol hung up the phone, feeling displeased.

“Hey, bring me water!”

He shouted outside.

The secretary, holding water, hurriedly ran in.

“You should have brought ice water, you have no sense, tsk tsk. Get out.”

“Yes.”

He felt better when he cursed.

Park Hyun-cheol knew this from experience.

‘That Jap is acting up just because he has some power. The Emperor is sacred to you, but to me, he’s just a dwarf.’

Park Hyun-cheol was not in a good mood.

He was worried about not resolving the slush funds going into Star Electronics.

‘How are they doing their jobs?’

He had to check important matters himself.

He got up from his seat, grabbed his coat, and went outside.

He drove to the Star Group chairman’s office.

“Is the chairman in?”

“You can’t go in, Prosecutor. I’m sorry.”

The secretary bowed and asked for understanding.

Just as Park Hyun-cheol’s hand was about to rise in anger, a woman’s embarrassing moan drifted from inside.

‘That crazy bastard…’

Park Hyun-cheol glared at the man blocking the entrance.

With an embarrassed expression, the secretary bowed again and apologized.

“Hoo, bring me a glass of water.”

Park Hyun-cheol plopped down on the sofa in front of the chairman’s office.

There were portraits of the past chairmen hanging on the wall.

‘How much strength did everyone gather to get here?’

‘For a beautiful world where the order of social classes is alive.’

‘For a utopia where scholars, farmers, artisans, and merchants all do their best in their respective positions.’

But that fool is ruining everything.

He was ashamed of himself for not properly supporting the owner of Chunjihoe and the chairman of Star Group.

He lowered his head, feeling like the protagonists in the portraits were glaring at him.

He was lowering his head and suppressing his anger for a while.

A woman who didn’t even cover half of her body opened the door and came out.

She was a famous top star, recognizable even with sunglasses covering her face.

“He says you can come in.”

As he entered the chairman’s office, a wave of stale, dirty heat hit Park Hyun-cheol’s face.

He frowned without realizing it.

“What’s going on? Coming here without contacting me first.”

He felt a sense of incongruity in Lee Seok’s brightly smiling face.

It was the same expression he used to see when investigating drug cases in the past.

He thought Lee Seok was out of his mind.

“I received a call from Japan. They say the deposit isn’t coming in.”

“Oops, I didn’t give the instructions. I’ll send it right away today.”

“Yes, Chairman. Money is sensitive. And in Japan, they think of this as tribute. Even a slight delay makes them quite displeased. Be careful…”

“Your words are making *me* more displeased. I know, I’ll give the instructions, so get out now. You ruined a good time for me. Damn it.”

Park Hyun-cheol’s face contorted.

“Hey, are you upset?”

Lee Seok was clearly annoyed.

Then he took out medicine from a bottle and popped it into his mouth.

“No, Chairman! Are you feeling unwell? What kind of medicine are you taking?”

Park Hyun-cheol hurriedly bowed his head and answered.

‘But what kind of medicine is it? No way. It can’t be, there’s no way a royal would take such vulgar medicine.’

“It’s medicine that my father personally gave me. A very rare gift to a son he doesn’t even like very much.”

Lee Seok answered with a bitter expression.

He knew well about Lee Heon and Lee Seok’s uncomfortable relationship, so he couldn’t think of anything to say at that moment.

“Get out now.”

“Yes. Chairman.”

He backed out of the room and emptied the water that was in his place in one go.

He needed something to relieve his stuffy chest.

He went outside the Star Group building.

The cold wind made him feel much better.

The electronic display of the building in front of him caught his eye.

‘Shinhwa Group All Affiliates Enter Top 50 Companies to Work For!’

‘Shinhwa Electronics Achieves Highest Performance Ever.’

‘Chairman Yoon Jeonghoon Nearing Korea’s Richest Man’

The word Shinhwa kept appearing before his eyes.

‘That guy is doing quite well. At that rate, he’ll make Dahye happy.’

Just as a smile was about to appear on his face, he came to his senses.

He bit his lip.

‘What are you thinking? I have to kill him.’

I have to kill him as soon as possible.

Only then will Dahye return to her original place.

Only by killing him can Chunjihoe and Star Group move towards an ideal nation.

‘Get a grip, Park Hyun-cheol. No matter how special he is, he’s just the son of a lowly person.’

Park Hyun-cheol shook his head violently and then walked down the street.

Without him knowing, the murderous intent towards the man he wanted to kill was slowly fading.

Park Hyun-cheol went home and had dinner alone.

Then he sat on the living room sofa and watched the news.

The 9 o’clock news reported a large-scale hacking attack on Japanese government agencies. And it said that there was an unexplained fire in the Public Prosecutors Office, the Cabinet Intelligence and Research Office, and the Ministry of Defense server.

He felt bad because of the Japanese Prosecutor General during the day.

Although they were people walking the same path, he felt a sense of relief for some reason.

***

“Did you call for me?”

Ha Inseon’s perfume stimulated Cheon Seonghan’s nose.

Cheon Seonghan rushed over at the Madam’s sudden call.

He couldn’t see her face because of the screen in front of her.

The strong perfume was a promise between the two of them, a way to soothe their longing for each other.

That’s how they felt each other, only from afar.

“The Chairman’s face has been damaged. After investigating, it turns out that a guy named Yoon Jeonghoon did it.”

‘That bastard dares.’

Cheon Seonghan’s fist trembled.

“I will take care of it as soon as possible.”

Now, Han Pan-soo’s proposal didn’t matter.

“And I think he noticed. No, he definitely noticed. Let’s start the plan.”

“I have no choice. I will take care of it quietly. He has already lost all the power he had. It can be easily handled.”

“Please send him away in the most painful way possible. He is the one who trampled on my life and plunged me into pain.”

“I understand. I will definitely do so.”

A long sigh escaped from Ha Inseon’s mouth.

“Haa… Please leave now. If you stay here any longer, I won’t be able to come to my senses.”

“Just a little more, please be patient. There’s not much time left. We can be together.”

His gruff voice trembled deeply.

Feeling his trembling, Ha Inseon couldn’t answer.

She could only resent her cursed fate.

Cheon Seonghan, who went outside, saw Lee Heon in the garden.

He went to him and bowed deeply.

Lee Heon barely acknowledged the greeting, not paying much attention to Cheon Seonghan.

“The tree is growing well.”

“That’s right, Minister Cheon. People also grow this well. Even things I didn’t plant, hahaha.”

Cheon Seonghan’s face turned red.

‘It’s a threat. If you sing about killing him, I have no choice but to take care of it quickly.’

“What do you mean? …I’m sorry. I have an appointment, so I’ll be going.”

“Go ahead. I hope to see you with a smiling face next time.”

“Yes.”

Cheon Seonghan got into his car.

Looking at the adjutant who was waiting for him, he said.

“Deploy Code Zero.”

“I will deploy it immediately.”

Code Zero.

The code name attached to the most outstanding of the black ops agents.

The car carrying Cheon Seonghan headed to the Ministry of National Defense at a high speed.