The Genius Grandson Of The Cash King Becomes A Tycoon [EN]: Chapter 191

Cash King’s Genius Grandson Becomes a Chaebol – Episode 191

#Episode 191

Cha Youngmi, having heard Jung-hoon’s instructions through the intercom, rushed inside urgently.

“Are you going there?”

“Of course!”

“No, you can’t.”

“Why?”

“It’s dangerous.”

It was unfamiliar to see Cha Youngmi, who knew no fear, so concerned.

“Could something happen at the Star Group office?”

“Chairman, I’m sorry to bring this up, but I heard your parents passed away on the day they met with the chairman of Ilsong Group.”

His mind snapped back to reality.

He almost made a grave mistake.

How could he forget that?

The cause was complacency.

He almost faced a similar danger to what his parents had experienced.

Jung-hoon looked at Cha Youngmi.

Her eyes were filled with anxiety.

“Have the Hwashin Distribution members on standby. I need to show them the power I have so they can’t pull any tricks.”

“Yes, I’ll tell Park Chang-soo to prepare as well.”

“Okay. And look into Eun-soo. I haven’t seen him around lately.”

“Yes, I understand.”

Jung-hoon grabbed his keys and headed down to the underground parking lot.

Starting the gleaming Bugatti, a heavy exhaust note echoed through the garage.

He smoothly exited the underground parking lot and headed towards Star Group.

As he parked in front of the building entrance, someone who appeared to be a secretary approached.

He sensed a sharp, almost hostile, energy from the man.

“Chairman Yoon Jung-hoon, I will guide you.”

Just as Jung-hoon was about to follow him,

A hurried voice called out to Jung-hoon.

“Chairman.”

Park Chang-soo rushed over with a few members, panting.

“I’m sorry I’m late.”

“It’s okay.”

“Are you really going in there?”

Jung-hoon nodded, and Park Chang-soo didn’t say anything more.

He bit his lip tightly and stood by Jung-hoon’s side.

“I’ll go up with you.”

The Star Group employee looked troubled.

“Just a moment, I’ll be right back.”

As soon as the Star Group employee disappeared, Park Chang-soo said,

“Cha Youngmi said everything is ready. And about what you mentioned…”

Park Chang-soo carefully placed something in Jung-hoon’s pants pocket, looking uneasy.

“If the chief secretary says everything is ready, nothing will happen. Don’t worry. Trust me.”

“Alright.”

After a while, the secretary returned and said,

“Only President Park Chang-soo and Chairman Yoon Jung-hoon are allowed to enter. What would you like to do?”

Jung-hoon looked at the man and nodded.

“Let’s go up.”

Breaking the silence in the elevator, he asked,

“Chairman… what brings you here?”

“There’s a cocky bastard who needs to be brought to his senses.”

The Star Group employee frowned and glanced at Jung-hoon.

When Jung-hoon glared back, he quickly turned his head.

The doors opened.

‘Ha, are these bastards really trying to bury me?’ Jung-hoon thought.

He noticed men standing on both sides of the long hallway.

A sharp atmosphere and scars visible here and there on their faces indicated they were clearly gangsters.

‘But when did they gather so many members? I had definitely wiped them all out.’

Doubt arose in his mind.

Park Chang-soo tried to step forward, but Jung-hoon stopped him.

“It’s okay.”

There was no need to be intimidated by these guys.

He strode forward, stepping on the thick red carpet.

He walked confidently with his shoulders squared.

They made meaningless threats at Jung-hoon, but he didn’t flinch.

He stood in front of the president’s office, and the door opened.

‘Ha, that son of a bitch, sitting there without any manners. A guest has arrived; he should at least stand up,’ Jung-hoon thought, annoyed.

“Welcome, Chairman Yoon Jung-hoon.”

Lee Seok greeted without any courtesy, merely turning his head slightly while remaining seated.

“I don’t think we’re in a position to be welcoming each other.”

Jung-hoon retorted.

Lee Seok’s face flushed slightly.

“That’s not wrong. But what brings you here? Making a personal visit like this?”

“I’m here to give you a warning.”

“A warning?”

A dark vein throbbed on his forehead.

“You submitted fabricated documents to the court.”

“What do you mean by fabricated? This is the first I’ve heard of it.”

Lee Seok feigned ignorance.

“You submitted a paternity test result stating that Lee Heon is your biological son, even though he isn’t.”

“Puhaha, Chairman Yoon Jung-hoon, how did you find out about that? Do you have any evidence that I fabricated it?”

“Evidence? Aren’t you the evidence? Lee Heon doesn’t resemble you at all. Didn’t you know? There are widespread rumors online that Lee Seok and Chun Seong-han are father and son.”

Lee Seok burst out loudly.

“What? How dare you connect me… with such a lowly bastard!”

He gnawed on his lips with such force that his delicate skin tore.

“What’s so lowly or noble about bloodlines? Only you think that way, tsk tsk.”

Jung-hoon clicked his tongue and sneered.

“Anyway, the two of you must look alike for such rumors to spread.”

“Shut up!”

Lee Seok finally screamed and exploded with anger.

He jumped up from his seat and paced around the room, unable to control his rage.

He looked like a madman.

Taking advantage of the moment, Jung-hoon slipped the listening device Park Chang-soo had given him between the cushions of the sofa.

He had achieved his purpose.

“Is it possible to have a conversation if you’re just going to get angry like this?”

“Be quiet!”

Lee Seok yelled at Jung-hoon’s face.

Was he suffering from intermittent explosive disorder [a mental disorder characterized by sudden episodes of aggression]?

He couldn’t control his emotions at all.

He was crazy. Definitely.

“Then I’ll see you next time. It doesn’t seem like we can have a conversation today.”

“Shut up, you bastard, sit down! How dare you. You lowly bastard. Sit down!”

Madness poured from his eyes.

Jung-hoon chuckled at his appearance.

“You’re laughing? Hey, everyone, come in!”

Lee Seok shouted towards the outside, and the door opened as men rushed in.

Was he finally trying to draw blood?

He seemed to have lost his mind because it was his own territory.

He would bring him to his senses.

Leaning back on the sofa, Jung-hoon asked him with a relaxed expression,

“Do you really think you can do anything to me with these lumps of meat?”

“Well, I wonder if you’ll still have such a calm face even when your stomach is ripped open and your guts spill out?”

As Lee Seok spoke, the men pulled out knives from their pockets.

Park Chang-soo also drew his knife to confront them.

“Ha, are you drawing knives in the office right now? You should apologize.”

He warned him in a calm voice.

Unlike Jung-hoon, he was frantic.

“What? Apologize?”

Then, with a mocking laugh, he plopped down on his sofa.

He put his feet on the table and leaned back leisurely.

Seeing that, Jung-hoon warned him in a chilling voice,

“Hey, if you keep doing that, you might not be able to use your legs.”

At his words, Lee Seok’s shoulders twitched for a moment.

Soon, with a look of not wanting to be pushed back, he straightened his shoulders again.

He lifted his legs slightly and then slammed them down with a thud.

“You moron!”

“What?”

He really was a moron.

A crazy bastard who was frantic, then mocking, then scared, and then pretending not to be scared.

His state was as unstable as his existence.

His mental state was such that he would crumble like dust with the slightest shake.

The future of Star Group was clear: doomed.

“I came to warn you. Don’t act recklessly, considering you’re Chun Seong-han’s son. The owner will soon come to reclaim his place.”

At Jung-hoon’s words, his face turned white.

Jung-hoon stood up from his seat.

“Sit down!”

Lee Seok shouted, and the men stood shoulder to shoulder, blocking the entrance.

“I’m not deaf. And clear the way, or your heads will fly off. Take a look out the window.”

Thinking Jung-hoon’s words were nonsense, he turned his head.

And he squinted at the flashing light from the rooftop of the opposite building.

“Ch, Chairman.”

A red laser pointer was visible on his forehead.

-Thud.

With a heavy noise, a bullet lodged in the sofa.

Startled, he cowered like a frightened insect.

“I warned you. You should listen to what others say, tsk tsk.”

Jung-hoon pushed past the frozen men and exited.

He took the elevator down to the first floor.

The Hwashin Distribution members had taken control of the first-floor lobby.

They greeted Jung-hoon loudly.

“Chairman!”

Nodding in acknowledgment, Jung-hoon said to Park Chang-soo,

“Tell Ji Hyun-bok to withdraw.”

“Yes?”

“He’s on the opposite rooftop. He needs to withdraw.”

“Ah, I understand.”

He finally seemed to understand the situation.

Jung-hoon approached the car waiting for him.

Before getting into the car, he turned his head and looked at the massive Star Group building, thinking.

‘I’ve cast the bait, now bite, Lee Seok!’

***

A heavy downpour was pouring down.

The monsoon season, which had started a few days ago, was relentlessly pouring rain.

Ha In-sun was sitting in a cafe across from the Shinwha Entertainment building.

She resented the raindrops that blurred the glass and obscured her view, but it was still okay.

‘It must have been a dream, right?’

It was a happy dream.

Her son, who had carried her on his back, sang a sweet lullaby for her as she couldn’t sleep.

She could still feel the touch of her son’s cheek.

Regaining her senses, she turned her gaze from the window to the clock.

It wasn’t time yet.

About a dozen female students were gathered with umbrellas.

A group waiting for Eun-soo.

He was still unknown, but he already had fans.

Was it because he resembled her?

He was a natural entertainer.

He knew how to get attention.

She was smiling contentedly as she looked out the window.

“Um, um, are you perhaps Ms. Ha In-sun?”

She turned her head at the voice of an old man looking for her.

“Oh, my.”

Surprised, she just blinked.

He was looking down at her with stern eyes.

She couldn’t move under his tiger-like energy.

“S, Teacher.”

Teacher Lee Soon-jin was in front of her.

He sat down after looking down at her for a while.

“How have you been? I heard you married into a good family and were living well.”

“I am living that way.”

“You don’t look good. And the rumors I hear are just noisy stories.”

“It’s okay. I’m happy.”

Ha In-sun couldn’t meet his eyes and answered with her head bowed.

A senior and teacher who had recognized her talent and actively guided her.

She had rejected his dissuasion and entered Kim Ae-wol’s arms.

And she really became the wife of a man who surpassed even a chaebol [a wealthy and powerful business leader].

She wasn’t happy, but she still achieved her dream.

“You achieved your dream, so are you happy?”

“Yes.”

The cheers of the girls were heard.

Both of them turned their heads and looked out the window.

He was making a pleased expression as he looked at the child.

“That’s a child I’m teaching. He’s a genius, just like you were back then. And… he looks surprisingly like you.”

At Lee Soon-jin’s words, she quickly averted her gaze from the child.

“Do you know him?”

“… N, no.”

Silence flowed.

“He looks surprisingly like you… there must be an unbreakable bond between you two.”

Ha In-sun couldn’t affirm or deny his words.

She was a being who was neither his mother nor not his mother.

“Hyun-joo, don’t go near Eun-soo. Don’t let your foolish greed taint him. I lost you last time, but I can’t lose Eun-soo like that. I will make him shine brilliantly.”

“Yes. Teacher. I leave him in your care.”

Tears welled up in Ha In-sun’s eyes.

She turned her head to the window.

A child who, despite being unknown, had a following of fans.

He was waving his hand.

She tried to raise her hand to respond but stopped.

“Get up. And don’t come again. I don’t know if the place you chose is hell or paradise, but you rejected everyone’s dissuasion and chose it. Do your best to make the path you chose the right one.”

“…”

She didn’t answer.

She stood up from her seat and bowed.

Then she turned and came outside.

Looking at the torrential rain, she thought for a moment.

‘If she could turn back the past…’

She shook her head at the futile thought.

Soon, a black sedan approached and stopped in front of her.

She raised her head and looked at the black sky pouring rain.

‘To make the path I chose the right one?’

She wasn’t sure what the right path was.

She didn’t know at all.

She got into the car and closed her eyes.

There was only a predetermined path anyway.

She had no choice but to walk it.

That was her life.

***

“I was hovering around Jung Eun-soo. It seems the chairman’s hunch is correct.”

“Really? That’s good. I wanted to deal with him anyway.”

“What should we do?”

“Bring him.”

“Should we bring both of them?”

“Of course. Hehehe.”

A fishy laugh crossed over the receiver.

“Understood.”

The man who hung up the phone dropped the cigarette he was holding in his mouth on the floor.

He made another call.

“Prepare, we’re going in.”

He took out a new cigarette and put it in his mouth.

After lighting it, he took a deep drag.

He exhaled.

Looking at the torrential rain, he muttered to himself.

‘It’s a good day to work.’

Cash King’s Genius Grandson Becomes a Chaebol.