The Genius Grandson Of The Cash King Becomes A Tycoon [EN]: Chapter 4

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Kang Cheol-joong.

A half-crazy individual who, along with Park Da-hye, continues the lineage of insane prosecutors.

Kang Cheol-joong and Park Da-hye were rivals.

Should it be called a friendly competition?

If you lined up all the politicians and businessmen they caught as if competing, it would be enough to circle the stadium two and a half times.

“Hey, Yoon Jeong-hoon-ssi, you petty criminal. Did you reflect a lot? No, did you reflect a whole damn lot?”

With his tall height and broad shoulders, he looked more like a detective than a prosecutor.

Judging by the amount of swearing, he might have been a former gangster.

“I’m sorry. I will live quietly from now on.”

He tried to take revenge with his bad leg, causing trouble at someone else’s business, and got caught for obstruction of business and assault.

He wanted to protect his last bit of pride.

He wanted to retire like a man after successfully taking revenge……

Because of his bad leg, he was ridiculed and made a laughingstock.

Humiliated, he was put in the back seat of a police car and went back and forth between the detention center and the prison, finally ending up here.

Crazy prosecutor Kang Cheol-joong. As a prosecutor who catches gangsters, I naturally expected more than a year.

It is their job to perfectly fabricate even non-existent crimes.

“Hey, Yoon Jeong-hoon, our junior. You know you have to retire with that leg now, right?

You admit you’re crippled now? A person should know their place. Huh? Since you were bad at math, you wouldn’t know fractions. Hehehe. If you had caused more trouble there, your intestines would have been cut up and spilled all over the floor.”

“I will live quietly. Prosecutor. I’m sorry. Please give me one more chance.”

I nodded my head and repeatedly said I was sorry.

I was ashamed and my pride was hurt, but I had to do it to reduce my sentence by even a month.

Jeong-hoon slightly raised his head to look at him.

He definitely looked to be about the same age.

He was probably born in a good environment, received good treatment, and successfully made it this far.

I thought he was the complete opposite of me.

The face of the man sitting in front of me turned bright red.

Is he the type to get excited while talking?

“You son of a bitch, if you die like that, it’s a dog’s death.

You’re dying as a disposable item, like a fool.

You know disposable items? You’re being used and thrown away like Eun-soo.

We have to live for a long, long time… until we’re covered in shit. Don’t you think?”

Jeong-hoon raised his head at the mention of Eun-soo’s name.

“Do you know Eun-soo? Where is she now?”

Cheol-joong did not answer.

“Write 10 apology letters here and go home. You’re retiring now.”

The eyes of the prosecutor’s investigator watching from the side began to widen.

“Yes? No, what is”

It was the prosecutor’s investigator, not me, who asked.

I didn’t know what he was talking about, so I just looked around.

“S.U.S.P.E.N.S.I.O.N. Today, my senior is not in a good mood. I got dumped by my love Da-hye again.

But right here… it reminds me of the old days. Go, junior.”

“Thank you. Prosecutor.”

I was in disbelief, so I just said that and stood up.

Then the prosecutor’s investigator also stood up and tried to stop me.

“Just leave him alone. I have to give him one more chance. What can he do with that leg?”

“No, Prosecutor. You might get disciplined.”

“Pfft, aren’t I already a disciplinary action 종합선물세트 [a comprehensive gift set]? My personnel record is tattered… I just want to show mercy today.”

When I opened the door and went outside, I heard his dagger-like words from behind.

“Hey, Yoon Jeong-hoon. Just because you’re an orphan doesn’t mean you and Eun-soo have to live like that. There are many other people who are worse off than you who are working hard and living well. Don’t live like that. Think of it as your last chance……”

His words became daggers and pierced Jeong-hoon’s ears.

‘You son of a bitch, that hurts my pride. How did he know I was an orphan? And how does he know Eun-soo? But where the hell did that bastard Eun-soo disappear to?’

His pride was hurt and he felt spiteful.

I really got a clerical job to avoid living like that.

Of course, it was also true that I had become an unnecessary existence because of my bad leg.

I was offered a job cleaning the underground gambling den, but I refused.

I wanted to go to a new environment, a bright and cheerful place, not a dark, musty, smelly basement.

So, I got a job at a credit information company, a debt collection company.

A company introduced through an acquaintance of an acquaintance.

I didn’t know anything, but I worked hard.

The condition was that I would be fired in a year if I didn’t.

I stayed up all night studying unfamiliar economic and legal terms and rights relationships.

I no longer hid my natural memory.

Thanks to that, Jeong-hoon quickly adapted to the company.

My pride was hurt, but it was actually helpful to me.

He suspended Jeong-hoon’s indictment, risking disciplinary action.

‘What’s the reason? Was it really because he was in a bad mood that day?’

I thought it was just a favor to a poor school junior.

Anyway, he was a 막장 [makjang – Korean slang for ‘ 막가파 ‘, meaning 막 + 가(go) + ~아(ah), which is used to describe extreme or absurd situations or characters] prosecutor who had received all kinds of disciplinary actions.

I must have hated him because of my inferiority complex, right?

The same as me, but a different life that I couldn’t even compare to.

Then there’s no reason to hate him now.

The grandson of Hyun Jeong-ok, the cash king, must have a broader mind.

***

The bell rang, signaling the end of night self-study.

Park Da-hye couldn’t figure out how time had passed.

Tension in her body released, and she felt extreme fatigue all over.

Cheol-joong, who attended the same academy, came when she was packing her bag.

Kang Cheol-joong stared blankly at her as she packed her bag.

‘Ah, she’s really pretty. It would be okay if only her mouth was nice… Well, if she’s the wife of a future prosecutor, she has to be rough. Hehehe.’

A very pretty face, and she’s also the second in the school, following after him.

With her beauty, intelligence, and family, she is perfect as a future bride.

She looks a little haggard, unlike usual.

‘Is she a little tired today?’

“Da-hye, are you okay? You look tired, is it that time of the month?”

Park Da-hye, who looked haggard, smiled faintly at Kang Cheol-joong.

She kicked him hard and briefly below the knee with the hard toe of her shoe.

Kang Cheol-joong’s shin caught fire.

“Ugh, ugh…… ugh.”

Kang Cheol-joong couldn’t even scream and hopped around on one foot, whimpering.

“I’m not feeling well today. I’m going home first. Tell the academy teacher for me.”

“Haa… hoo… uh. Okay, I understand. I’ll walk you home.”

As they crossed the dark playground, Yoon Jeong-hoon and Jeong Eun-soo appeared in front of Park Da-hye.

‘Come to think of it, I didn’t even say thank you properly.’

It was the first time in Park Da-hye’s life.

A person who comforted her completely.

It was different from her selfish family.

She felt warm comfort in his arms as he hugged her tightly.

Eun-soo said that she was having a hard time because of Kim Hyun-soo, the son of the orphanage director.

He was committing all sorts of atrocities with his father’s power…

‘Will that child be okay if I do that to Kim Hyun-soo?’

Jeong-hoon was confronting the greatest power for her.

Eun-soo said that Yoon Jeong-hoon was a lazy bum who hated anything bothersome and pretended to be a bystander.

That face that was always next to Eun-soo.

His face with its gloomy and empty eyes was somehow bothering her.

Because of those eyes that stimulated her maternal instincts, she actually glanced at Yoon Jeong-hoon more than Eun-soo.

If it hadn’t been for Jeong-hoon today, she would have suffered something terrible just thinking about it.

She shuddered just imagining it.

She had to thank him for what happened today.

“Cheol-joong-ah, that kid going in front is Yoon Jeong-hoon… Call him and bring him over there.”

“Over there? Next to Eun-soo?”

“Yeah.”

“Did he do something wrong to you? Then I’ll punish him.”

Kang Cheol-joong, who was glaring at Yoon Jeong-hoon hostilely, opened his mouth.

Park Da-hye shook her head.

“It’s nothing like that. Just bring him.”

Kang Cheol-joong, with a suspicious expression, ran forward.

“Hey, you.”

***

“Cheol-joong-ah, give us some space.”

“Huh? No… I don’t know what that guy will do.”

“He’s not that kind of kid.”

She gestured and glared, and Kang Cheol-joong moved a little to the side.

She looked at him one more time and made a tsk sound.

Eventually, Cheol-joong had to go far enough that he couldn’t hear their conversation.

The queen of our school, Park Da-hye, is sitting there.

Big eyes, a sharp nose, and a small face.

A beauty with perfect proportions, and she’s second in the school.

The first place is Kang Cheol-joong, who was just there.

They are the legends of our school who have everything.

‘Why did she call me? Hooo, we never even made eye contact in the past life.’

Jeong-hoon stared at her blankly.

She also looked at him without avoiding his gaze.

For a while, their gazes crossed silently.

The scent he smelled in the warehouse earlier was felt at the tip of Jeong-hoon’s nose.

‘What kind of flower scent is this?’

“Jeong-hoon, what happened today is a secret. It’s just between you and me.”

“Yes.”

Jeong-hoon raised his hand and pretended to zip his mouth.

She looked okay now when she smiled slightly.

Her smiling face… isn’t ugly.

“And… thank you, really.”

Jeong-hoon’s heart fluttered at Park Da-hye’s gratitude.

Is this why people help each other?

Or is it because it’s Park Da-hye who’s saying it?

The prettiest girl in our school thanked him.

The girl he had been secretly watching looked at him and smiled.

He felt so happy that he wanted to tear himself apart, but Yoon Jeong-hoon, who wanted to look aloof, replied curtly.

“It’s nothing.”

“If it wasn’t for you, something big would have……”

She bit her lip. Did she remember the earlier memory again?

“Ahem. Forget about the nightmare. I caught the mad dog and killed him, so it’s okay now.”

She nods her head.

“I called you because I wanted to say thank you.”

“Then help me next time, just like I helped you today.”

“What? What should I help you with?”

“Not now, sometime later.”

Park Da-hye had a worried expression, afraid that he might ask for an unreasonable favor.

“I won’t ask for difficult favors. I made it just in case. I thought it would be nice to think that there is someone who will help me. You may not know, but I’m an orphan… That’s why.”

“Ah…… I’m sorry…….”

“No. It’s okay.”

“Um, I don’t think I’ll have time to buy you a meal… But I’ll definitely help you sometime later. Tell me then.”

“Yes. Thank you.”

Her face brightened and she smiled.

“Haa…….”

She was radiant.

She passed by Yoon Jeong-hoon, who was frozen, indifferently.

Then, she took Kang Cheol-joong, who was wearing a suspicious expression, and disappeared outside the school gate.

***

A short spring break passed, and the second year began with a temperature that was awkward, like winter and spring.

Park Da-hye, who said she didn’t have time to buy him a meal, really transferred to Seoul.

Kim Hyun-soo lived quietly like a dead mouse.

He was too busy avoiding me when he saw me.

He didn’t bully anyone anymore.

He didn’t come often either.

I concentrated on studying to an extent that I couldn’t believe myself.

I hadn’t studied during my 36 years of life.

But my last company life was very helpful in studying.

In particular, thanks to the newspaper I read at that time, I was able to easily solve language and social studies.

I memorized and memorized English, and then memorized it again, and I developed a sense for it and became confident that I could do it.

My photographic memory, which is different from others, was a very big advantage.

But this damn math didn’t work out as well as I thought.

I wanted to get tutoring.

I imagined having an ultra-high-level math master who could solve math problems with one stroke, instead of Eun-soo, who was just reading strange books next to me.

But I won’t give up. I have to go to the university and department I want.

Seoul National University, College of Law.

“Hey, the ramen is getting soggy. Eat.”

I said to Eun-soo, who was engrossed in poetry.

“Oh, okay.”

“Hey, do you like poetry that much?”

Eun-soo’s eyes lit up at the story of poetry.

“Of course. It’s the nourishment of my soul. It can’t even be compared to this instant ramen. But Jeong-hoon?”

Eun-soo looked at me with a serious expression.

“Are you really terminally ill…… or something?”

“What nonsense are you talking about?”

“No, why are you taking out such unlucky math books in a sacred convenience store? Hyung [older brother or male friend] is very worried that you might really die if you do that.”

“Fuck off. Hyung, I’m looking at it because I can’t solve it.”

“So, why are you solving it? Last year, you didn’t even look at it, saying that you could make a living just by doing arithmetic.”

“Hooo, why did I live like that.”

Jeong-hoon sighed without realizing it.

Fortunately, thanks to his extraordinary brain, he was catching up quickly.

“Hey, cover the book. It makes the ramen taste bad just by looking at it.”

Eun-soo, who opened the lid of the cup ramen and stuffed a chopstickful into his mouth, said while mumbling.

“This 짜식이 [jjasigi – a Korean slang term, often used playfully or teasingly, to refer to someone, usually a younger male, in a slightly mischievous or cheeky way] can’t even help Hyung study, is there no math master anywhere?”

He picked up his chopsticks and started eating the cup ramen.

They finished one in 2 minutes.

They looked out the window, lamenting the disappointment of not filling their hungry stomachs.

Kang Cheol-joong was passing by in front of them.

“There’s a math master over there.”

“What? That senior?”

“Yeah, he’s the top student in our school and he probably won an award at the math competition.”

“How do you know that like a ghost?”

“I have a lot of friends and I’m popular, so I hear a lot.”

“Well done. 짜식아 [jjasiga]. Let’s go.”

They left the convenience store and walked the night road.

It was spring, but the night was still cold.

I thought that this heavy road back to the orphanage would be over in just two years.

“Eun-soo, should we run?”

“Fuck off, too lazy.”

I kicked Eun-soo hard in the butt and ran forward.

Eun-soo, who was stroking his butt, started chasing after me.

“You bastard, you’re dead if I catch you.”

He’s simple-minded after all.

I was running, being chased by Eun-soo for a while.

“You bastard, you’re dead if I catch you.”

Three high school students were chasing one person who was running away urgently in front of them.

The three were wearing uniforms from a nearby high school known for being rough.

And unfortunately, the one being chased is a student from our school.

It was a short distance, so he was quickly caught.

And he’s being dragged into a dark alley.

‘Wouldn’t it be better to pretend I don’t know?’

If I get involved in unnecessary things, it will only reduce my study time.

“Jeong-hoon, isn’t that Senior Cheol-joong over there?”

Eun-soo, who had been watching intently from the side, opened his mouth.

It was dark and hard to see.

At that moment, his face was clearly revealed in the streetlight.

“Oh, it’s Senior Cheol-joong.”

“Kang Cheol-joong?”

I have to help him.

Cash King’s Genius Grandson, Becoming a Tycoon.