Chapter 201 – Maniac Transplant Meeting Case (3)
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Korea’s top 10 chaebol.
Head of a large corporation.
And Harin’s father.
I met Chairman Oh Sang-jae on the evening of the day I returned home.
* * *
The day you return home.
I had to move with the team, so I sent the two of them back to Korea first, and after the welcome ceremony, press conference, and finally the disbanding ceremony, Harin contacted me.
“… Isn’t that too fast? I haven’t prepared anything yet.”
Obviously, I thought meeting my parents and Daye’s parents first, and I only ran the simulation, but out of the blue, I met Harin’s dad first?
No, why is the chairman of a conglomerate or chaebol so idle?
Didn’t you have to wait a month because you wanted to meet but your schedule was behind?
No matter how urgent it is, it was just two days ago that we discussed and decided when we were allowed to date by our parents.
Harin and Daye came to Korea one step ahead of me and the team, but that was also only a day difference.
But as soon as I return home, I want to see you on the evening of the same day?
This is right?
Harin, who handed me a bottle of mineral water, said with a calm expression.
“It’s okay. There is nothing to worry about, so just go.”
No, this bastard How can you not worry
Aren’t you on your way to get permission from your girlfriend’s parents to get married?
“Whoa. I do not know. Okay, let’s go.”
The place where Harin arrived by driving a car was a huge mansion.
We entered the parlor, guided by a well-dressed middle-aged man who seemed to be the butler or the attendant we saw on TV.
Everything from the mansion to the garden and furniture, unlike a large conglomerate house, is a small (?) Dining table suitable for a family of four to six.
On the table, as if it had just been prepared, there was a table full of steaming hot food… And the only old man sitting in front of him.
‘That person… Oh Sang-jae.’
He had pale white hair, his face was red, and his complexion was good. He looked after his body so hard that he didn’t have a single belly fat, but he was muscular.
Before saying hello, I was about to examine my face carefully when the butler moved silently like a ghost and pulled out a chair across from me.
“Thank-“
“This is the position of the young lady.”
“Ah, yes. Sorry.”
“This way for customers.”
What else is there to block people with their arms embarrassingly?
Every action was so dignified that I thought it was some kind of special courtesy until the moment he blocked me with his arm.
Even the moment Harin put her butt down on the seat next to her, which was also given to her by the butler, her father never looked this way.
What’s so interesting about it is that the fact that you only fix your eyes on the newspaper is like complaining that you don’t want to see this side, so I greeted you first.
“Nice to meet you. My name is Hong Min-joon.”
“…….”
Unresponsive.
The only sound that could be heard was the small noise of the butler elegantly pouring some liquid, whether water or tea, into the teacup.
Even though the already difficult opponent greeted him, he showed no response, so his lips naturally dried up.
Consciously turning his gaze, the chaebol looked at the food prepared for them.
‘It’s just homemade food.’
I thought I would eat something flashy, but it’s just half.
Well, the visuals were classy, but I expected it to be something you don’t normally see… Is the rolled egg in kimchi stew a true story?
Wait for the chairman to open his mouth like that for a while.
“Well.”
The old man who was reading the article stubbornly twists his mouth and throws the newspaper onto the table.
“Okay. I just wanted to see you once.”
The look in the eyes of the head of the conglomerate finally met—
“Hong Min-joon. He said see me.”
It was like seeing something terrible in the world, facing a mortal enemy, and discovering a demon rising from hell.
… Fuck what the hell is this
After that, I was sweating profusely at the persistent gaze staring at me.
Nervous.
I’m nervous and going crazy
I am more confident than anyone else because I am fearless and not nervous.
Even so, from the moment I entered the mansion, I was suffering from extreme tension that I had never felt before.
‘Shit. He wasn’t as nervous as he was during the Olympic final, when he signed his first professional contract, or when he made his debut at Camp Nou.’
Because Harin’s home is an incredibly luxurious mansion with 3 floors above and 2 floors below, on a vast site that is unbelievable in Seoul, where land is expensive?
A well-maintained large garden where you can take a walk and a garage with more than 10 shiny foreign cars worth at least 100 million won?
Because the person in front of you is the head of a conglomerate that is said to be within 10 fingers in Korea?
It’s not that tense. Not even one. Not at all.
What the house was like, what the money was like, didn’t inspire me at all.
Yes, I also saw the villa of Elena, the richest chaebol among chaebols.
The villa of the prestigious Stuart family, who had been active in the US political and business world for a long time, was literally a “Cheonjo-guk class” That used an entire area as private land.
Even the villa, which is not the main house, cannot be compared with this mansion. Compared to the prestigious families in the United States that encompass the political and business world, Korean conglomerates are like… How much more should I pay attention to chaebols that are barely counted among the top 10.
However, if the other person is the girlfriend’s father, the story is different.
In terms of boldness, even I, who pride myself on being the greatest soccer player of all time, is the father of my girlfriend… That’s why the first meeting with an adult father-in-law to get marriage approval is nerve-wracking, much less if he sends such a hot gaze as if he’s looking at his parents’ enemies…
‘There’s no such thing as a place to be anxious, man.’
I wouldn’t have been so nervous if I had just come to get my marriage approval.
Since my situation is far from ordinary, I feel like my head is going to burst with worrying about how to say it.
‘Let’s think. Let’s think. What was this nobleman’s personality like?’
As her relationship with Harin deepened, she did research on her own, and while Harin was driving her, she quickly searched and found various information.
Oh Sang-jae.
Total number of GT groups.
Harin’s biological father… But officially South-South.
Officially, Oh Sang-jae’s only children are his wife So-sil’s two sons.
Harin is the so-called rebirth of a concubine… She is an illegitimate child
Because of this, she was cautious at first, but surprisingly, Harin showed no concern for this fact, and even her relationship with her father seemed to be very good for her.
When I hear her talking on the phone sometimes, I get the impression that not only does she recognize Harin as her daughter, but that she cares for her daughter as much as any fool and her father.
When it comes to Korea’s top 10 conglomerates, they barely get a name, so they don’t get public attention compared to their scale, but a few years ago, there was an incident in which all Koreans were watching GT Group.
The GT Group succession war, which was called the modern-day Prince’s War.
A major incident that made Korea so noisy that even I, who was not interested in the world around me, knew about it.
It was a tumultuous battle for management rights in which the eldest son, Oh Sang-jae, won after a long battle over inheritance lasting over six years.
‘There was an article saying that they forgave him by taking over all the shares in the holding company from the Jin brothers in a management dispute. Also, there is an article saying that he entrusts management to his brothers who lost in the competition, and actively appoints his nieces and nephews.’
If you infer it through the media and through conversations with Harin, he seems like a Honam-type businessman.
Manly and bold style.
Then… Wouldn’t it be easier to get a good impression by showing a cheerful image rather than measuring here and there?
I finished the calculation in an instant and shouted.
“Give me your daughter, father-in-law!!”
As if surprised by my direct remarks, I heard the sound of someone taking a breath next to me.
I could feel the gaze of Harin looking back at her as she was eating, but I was only keeping an eye on her father!
My father was sending me a heavy gaze without a hint of agitation.
Indeed, the head of the chaebol… !
“No. Go back.”
“Father!! Please give me your daughter, Harin!!”
His dark eyebrows wriggled, and veins stood out on his ruddy forehead.
Contrary to her eyes, even her calm complexion instantly turned into a demon, and she tried to throw the bowl of rice in her hand—
“Dad.”
The devil became human again.
After catching his breath for a while, the father opens his mouth in a calm voice, as if the demon-like figure from earlier was a lie.
“You are in such a hurry. It’s a youthful spirit, but it’s wrong. Paegi, regardless of location, is just a guest. This time, I picked the wrong person to flirt with. Get out of my sight right now—”
“Dad.”
“… Do you really love my daughter?”
Indeed, the chaebol leader.
Changing words is also an instant.
“Of course. I love you most—”
While answering reflexively, I was suddenly enveloped in conflict.
Should I tell the truth when I know it will lead to catastrophe?
Would you rather lie? Isn’t it better to just say that good is good?
… No, you can’t.
Tighten your stomach and connect your words.
“—One of the women!”
“One of the girls?”
The stubborn mouth wriggles.
Okay. What to hide
I’m not here to see my girlfriend’s father normally.
At the same time as he came to get permission to date on the premise of marriage… I was on my way to get official permission from my girlfriend’s father.
“That’s right. Harin is one of the women I love.”
“Are you crazy?”
Clink!!
In an instant, the teacup brushes past her face and smashes against the wall.
My father had become a demon before he knew it.
… I want to go crazy. Really.