The Genius Grandson Of The Cash King Becomes A Tycoon [EN]: Chapter 188

-Clang.

A sharp cracking sound filled the house.

Hyun Jung-ok’s face twisted in fury.

‘That crazy old geezer is squandering my fortune!’ she fumed.

The frustrating news had already put her on edge.

She wanted to shout, but she needed an excuse.

*An excuse!*

*He’s making one for me.*

*Just you wait.*

A perfect opportunity to unleash her pent-up anger.

She cleared her throat, preparing to explode.

“Hey!”

A rough roar, like a tidal wave, burst from her mouth.

The startled house trembled.

Again.

-Clang.

Unable to contain herself, she jumped up and ran to the kitchen.

She saw the shattered remains of her treasures on the floor.
A 150-year-old vintage English coffee cup lay in pieces.

Hyun Jung-ok stalked towards Gu Chang-hoon, radiating murderous intent.

“Things you can’t get with money, even with money…”

The madness burned in her eyes.

Gu Chang-hoon tried to escape, but he was cornered.

Just then, the phone rang, saving him.

-Ring Ring

“Wait, you old geezer.”

Hyun Jung-ok went to the living room and answered the loudly ringing phone.

“Yes, this is Hyun Jung-ok.”

The lingering murderous intent was evident in her voice.

“Madam, it’s me…”

He was checking on her, sensing her volatile mood.

“Are you alright?”

“Oh, it’s nothing, I’m fine. But what’s going on at this hour?”

“I just spoke with the young master. He says it’s time to start.”

“…Is that so?”

“He says now is the opportunity.”

“An opportunity… Well, the timing is perfect. He always has impeccable timing.”

“I think so too.”

“Then, we must begin. We should have a party before we start.”

“Let’s do it after we finish. It’s different from when we first looked for the young master.”

Man-ho’s words reminded her of that day.

The last meal they had together before embarking on the grandson-finding project.

It was a moment filled with trepidation, but not anymore.

And it has grown to a scale incomparable to then.

Man-ho’s voice was also full of confidence.

“That’s right.”

Hyun Jung-ok was also confident of victory.

A battle they couldn’t afford to lose now.

“…What’s the win rate?”

“If we can stop the coup, it’s over 90 percent.”

“So, we have to subdue that Cheon Seong-han after all.”

“Yes, but he probably can’t move easily anymore.”

“I should see his face when he gets backstabbed.”

“Yes, it hurts to be backstabbed.”

Hyun Jung-ok sighed.

“Hmph, those guys have suffered. Hiding their beliefs and sucking up to those bastards.”

“It was a sacrifice for the greater good.”

“We need to prepare a big gift for those who have suffered.”

“Yes, Elder. I’ll take care of that. But I’m worried they’ll even accept the gifts.”

“That’s true. They’re pure and stubborn… Anyway, I’m counting on you.”

She hung up the phone.

She turned her head and glared at the kitchen.

She still hadn’t forgotten.

That old geezer in there, squandering her fortune.

But, a big event was on the horizon.

She plopped down on the sofa.

She sighed briefly and then gave a bitter smile.

He had broken 20 cups so far.

Worth over 100 million won [approximately $75,000 USD].

But she had to forgive him.

She shouted towards the kitchen.

“Old man! This is really the last time. Really!”

***

Jeong-hoon was heading to Seocho-dong, where the prosecutor’s office was located, in his Bugatti.

The Bugatti roared, announcing its presence with its explosive engine.

He couldn’t accelerate on the Banpo Bridge.

The road was completely congested.

The cars crawled slower than turtles.

He was frustrated, but he endured it.

He would arrive at his destination soon.

Now that they had revealed their hidden faces, they would reveal theirs too.

The undercover agents who had been hiding their true feelings, even changing sides for a new era.

He couldn’t move forward anymore after passing the Gangnam Express Bus Terminal.

The streets were overflowing with people.

Police were out diverting traffic.

Having come this far, he would arrive soon.

And he was curious about the people’s fervent enthusiasm and cheers.

He could hear the cheers of the people filling Seocho-daero [a major street in Seoul].

He wanted to see their faces.

Jeong-hoon parked his car in a nearby parking lot and walked.

Families were there.

Friends were there.

Coworkers were there.

The people who had gathered voluntarily were surrounding the Supreme Prosecutors’ Office as if laying siege to it.

Standing in front of the prosecutor’s office, they showed their united power by alternating between silence and cheers.

But, it didn’t budge.

That solid castle was ignoring the citizens’ aspirations, suppressing their conscience with a shamelessness thicker than steel.

It was mocking their beliefs and desires.

The Supreme Prosecutors’ Office, brightly lit, was in front of him.

Jeong-hoon pushed through the crowd and entered the building.

He took the elevator to the Prosecutor General’s office.

The secretary, who was guarding the office, asked in a stiff voice.

“How may I help you?”

“I’m here to see the Prosecutor General.”

“You can’t see him without an appointment.”

She picked up the receiver as if to call security.

“Then, tell him that Shinwha Group Chairman Yoon Jeong-hoon has come because of Hansu Pacific.”

“Yes? Hansu Pacific?”

She looked up at Jeong-hoon, surprised to recognize his face.

“Just a moment, Chairman.”

She put down the receiver and went inside.

The door soon burst open.

“Come in. You, get out.”

As soon as he entered, Jeong-hoon plopped down on the best seat on the sofa.

And he casually put his feet on the low table in front of him.

The Prosecutor General’s forehead was throbbing with dark veins.

“Listen here, Chairman Yoon. What do you think you’re doing, you green kid? How dare you in front of the Prosecutor General of the Republic of Korea! You’ll be arrested soon. Is this your last struggle?”

“Prosecutor General, are you getting old and can’t hear? Can’t you hear the cheers of the people at all?”

“What? That sound from outside? We call that the sound of dogs barking. All it takes is for the owner to go out and kick them once, or even just pretend to lift a foot, and they’ll quiet down quickly. It’s not like it’s happened only once or twice.”

“What? The sound of dogs barking?”

Jeong-hoon’s eyebrows shot up.

But he maintained his composure.

Anyway, he was sure to be in a situation where the back of his head would be tingling [feeling betrayed].

“Won’t it hurt to be bitten by dogs?”

“Well, we’ve already taken care of most of the dogs that bite their owners. Except for you in front of me. Do you know why? To raise them and eat them, hahaha. You’ve been kind enough to grow the company quickly. It seems like it’s time to take care of you too.”

The Prosecutor General went to his desk and pressed the intercom.

“Tell the Deputy Prosecutor General to come in, with the Shinwha Group file.”

He turned his head and looked at Jeong-hoon, continuing.

“Since we’ve met like this, I’ll brief you on how we’re going to take over Shinwha in the future.”

“What?”

Jeong-hoon asked back, and he gave a bitter smile.

“Why? Didn’t you expect it? I thought you’d be prepared. Yoon Jeong-hoon, who’s rumored to be a genius, should have prepared that much.”

“Well, we’ll see who didn’t expect it.”

Jeong-hoon also smiled at him.

The Prosecutor General’s forehead furrowed at Jeong-hoon, who didn’t seem flustered at all.

He seemed more anxious at the unexpected reaction.

“Anyway, I admit that reckless bravado. You’ve got guts.”

“We’ll see. It’s starting soon.”

“What?”

The Prosecutor General’s eyes widened at Jeong-hoon’s questionable words.

The vague anxiety in his heart seemed to grow.

There was a knock.

“Prosecutor General, it’s the Deputy.”

“Come in.”

He came in with his hands full of documents.

The Prosecutor General, who was leaning against the desk, pointed at Jeong-hoon with his finger.

“Explain it to our chairman over there. About the future plans.”

“Yes, Prosecutor General.”

The Deputy Prosecutor approached the sofa.

He slowly bowed to Jeong-hoon.

“It’s been a while, Chairman.”

He took his seat and spread out the documents on the table.

Jeong-hoon also lowered his legs and straightened his posture.

“Yes, how have you been, Deputy Prosecutor Cha Dae-wook? Are you becoming the acting Prosecutor General when the Prosecutor General goes in today?”

“That’s about right.”

“I received the data you sent me last time. It was very helpful.”

They were exchanging words that were completely different from what he had expected.

The Prosecutor General, who was frowning with frustration, shouted.

“What are you talking about?”

The Deputy Prosecutor and Jeong-hoon looked at him and smirked.

The Prosecutor General’s shoulders flinched for a moment.

“Hansu Pacific is a paper company based in the Virgin Islands. And the money that the Prosecutor General has received from the chaebols [large family-owned conglomerates] and social leaders in exchange for covering up investigations since he was a junior prosecutor has been deposited there.”

“Hey, you bastard, what nonsense are you talking about? Can’t you be quiet?”

He didn’t care at all. He rattled off his corruption without stopping.

“He covered up the celebrity drug case, the group assault by HK’s children, the HJ Group’s children’s drunk driving case, the ST Group’s slush fund case, and the DD Financial Chairman’s sexual harassment case, and pocketed a huge amount of money. It’s at least 20 billion won so far.”

“To sell his conscience for only 20 billion won, what a pathetic bastard.”

The Prosecutor General stood still without moving.

He seemed unable to move his feet.

“We also have the recordings and account details here. This is at least 10 years. And he’ll be completely buried socially.”

“What are you talking about? Hey, are you crazy?”

Only then did he realize that he had been hit hard in the back of the head [betrayed].

“Cha Dae-wook, how dare you do this to me?”

He shouted at Cha Dae-wook.

Jeong-hoon said to the Prosecutor General.

“Are you going to lose 20 billion won and go to jail? Or…”

“O…r?”

The Prosecutor General asked Jeong-hoon in a trembling voice.

Jeong-hoon got up from the sofa and went to him.

Tense, he was constantly wiping the cold sweat running down his face.

“Will you bark like a dog under me?”

His dark pupils shook as if an earthquake had struck.

And he clenched his fists as if he had made up his mind.

He knelt on the floor like a dog.

“C, Chairman Yoon. I will bark like a dog. Please spare my life. I will be loyal.”

“Of course, I’ll spare your life. I’ll just take your money. Don’t worry too much.”

Money was life to him.

He grabbed Jeong-hoon’s ankle and begged.

“Please. I’ll do anything you tell me to do. Just save me. Please, not the money!”

The Deputy Prosecutor frowned at the Prosecutor General’s pathetic appearance.

“Tsk, tsk, I thought he’d have some pride, but I’m completely disappointed.”

“I agree.”

Jeong-hoon also agreed with him.

He looked at him, kneeling like a dog at his feet.

“Since you said you’d do as I say, let me tell you. Live as a model prisoner in prison. Okay?”

“Chairman Yoon! Please give me one more chance. I’ll do everything…”

He couldn’t continue.

The door burst open and men with sturdy physiques entered.

“This is Seo Ho-cheol, the head of the Seoul Metropolitan Investigation Unit. I’m executing the Prosecutor General’s arrest warrant.”

“Get out of here, you bastards. Do you know who I am?”

He stood up and resisted violently, not wanting to go.

One of the detectives tried to handcuff him, but he was slapped in the face.

Seo Do-cheol, the head of the Metropolitan Investigation Unit, slapped the Prosecutor General in the face.

“This crazy bastard is assaulting a police officer executing public authority. Hey, add obstruction of official duties to this bastard’s charges.”

“Yes.”

The police dragged him out like a dog, as he didn’t want to be dragged out.

The Prosecutor General’s office was quiet again.

Jeong-hoon sat back on the sofa he had been sitting on earlier.

“Deputy Prosecutor. You’ve worked hard so far.”

“What hard work? It’s just the beginning.”

“Chief Seo Ho-cheol also worked hard to get here.”

“It’s all thanks to Madam and Chairman Yoon’s help.”

Jeong-hoon got up, bowed his head, and thanked them.

“No. Chairman Yoon, you’re making me uncomfortable by doing this. It was Madam Hyun and Chairman Yoon who awakened me, who had been rotting away. I should be the one who’s grateful.”

Deputy Prosecutor Cha Dae-wook said.

Following him, Seo Ho-cheol, the head of the Seoul Metropolitan Investigation Unit, continued.

“It’s the same for me. If Section Chief Kang Do-hyun hadn’t been like that, and Madam Hyun and the Chairman hadn’t stepped in to save my life, I wouldn’t be in this position.”

Jeong-hoon closed his eyes and listened to them.

It wasn’t wrong.

Detective Seo Ho-cheol, who was Kang Do-hyun’s right-hand man.

He had almost been killed by the chairman of Heaven Group.

He saved his life and spent a lot of money to bring him to Seoul.

And he raised him to the position of head of the Metropolitan Investigation Unit.

It wasn’t easy, but he solved it with money.

Jeong-hoon knew.

How hard these people were working to keep their positions.

He thanked them once again for their sacrifices.

“The Metropolitan Investigation Unit is conducting a large-scale arrest right now. Deputy Prosecutor Cha Dae-wook here applied for the arrest warrant, and Judge Cho Young-ik, the judge in charge of the warrant, is issuing it right away. We can arrest most of them today.”

“If we clean up today, we can take care of most of the legal professionals.”

Jeong-hoon’s phone rang.

It was Prosecutor Kim Soo-ho, who had gone to the Ministry of Justice.

“I’ve arrested the Minister of Justice too.”

Slayer Kim Soo-ho, the Chief Prosecutor, set a new record.

“Congratulations. Now, following the Supreme Court Justice and the Prosecutor General, even the Minister of Justice. It’s an unprecedented record.”

“It’s all thanks to the Chairman. Hahaha.”

“Then, please finish it up.”

“Yes, Chairman. I’ll contact you again.”

He hung up the phone.

He opened his mouth to them, who were looking at him with curious expressions.

“Prosecutor Kim Soo-ho said he cleaned up the Ministry of Justice well too.”