The Highest Level Son of a Chaebol Family - Chapter 301



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301.

To be honest, I was a little embarrassed.

‘The invitation to the New Year’s Eve party was the deciding factor?’

What is this?

I never thought I would put this above my bloodline in the Jeong family.

‘Was it really that big of a deal? Enough to publicly support me as the successor to the Jeong family?’

Because the teacher was also one of the candidates for succession to the Jeong family.

I couldn’t help but feel bewildered and puzzled.

‘Hmm.’

Naturally, I remembered the time when I was handing out invitations to the year-end party.

When I delivered the invitation, the Master’s eyes opened wide.

-There’s no way that people in the shadows like us would get an invitation to a New Year’s Eve party?

Then, he got excited and immediately made a phone call.

-Hey, you idiot! I’m Songgolmae from Myeongdong! Don’t be surprised to hear that. I just got an invitation to the New Year’s Eve party!

Just keep it brief!

The phone that was disconnected like that caught fire.

It meant that it was an unexpected and unexpected issue even for the ignorant Maljukgeori.

‘All the big names from the previous generation that I sent invitations to attended the year-end party without exception.’

When I met my teacher again later, he acted differently than in my previous life.

-I’m thinking about setting up a bank.

-Phew!

-Thank you for making it happen.

-No, what do banks have to do with me?

-You sent me an invitation, didn’t you?

The teacher clearly stated at that time that he had decided because of the invitation to the New Year’s Eve party.

I tilted my head to the side.

“It’s strange.”

“What’s so strange?”

“It’s too much to pay back for the gift I just happened to like.”

As I warned you earlier, Master.

Declaring support for the successor against the will of the master was an act of reckless abandon that risked one’s life.

“You should be honest. I want Taesung’s support. I want to become the next head of the Jeong family.”

“master.”

“I will help you.”

I was sincere.

I owe my Master a debt of life that I have yet to fully repay.

“If you say you will support me, then you are saying you want to appoint me as a puppet leader and rule on my behalf.”

“No, that is a misunderstanding.”

What is the misunderstanding?

“It doesn’t make sense.”

The teacher shook his head urgently.

“The old man has long been a famous big shot in the underground financial world, and now he has established himself as the president of a major bank.”

I poked my chest with my index finger.

“I’m only eight years old. To others, I’m just a brat who doesn’t know anything.”

And that’s not all?

“If Elder Jeong Dong-jin were alive, what would be the use of the Jeong family lineage after he passed away? I’m young, have no money, and no power.”

Bloodline and reputation are of no avail in the face of money and power.

It is not a conglomerate group that is in the spotlight, but a family in the shadows of the underground financial world.

Needless to say.

“But a justification is not always useless. Especially when it comes to keeping allies and suppressing competitors.”

It’s a pretty good card to play.

Cao Cao was like that in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

I was able to gain legitimacy because I had the emperor in my grasp and shouted out my cause.

It became a decisive means to overwhelm the competitors.

“If you want, I can be your friend.”

This was also my foolishness.

‘I don’t want to see my teacher get murdered again.’

It was a war of succession that had continued for over ten years in the previous life.

In the end, the winner of that long fight was not the Master.

The loser had no way to avoid a miserable death.

“I understand that you might think so, Your Majesty. But as I clearly stated, that is not the case.”

No way.

“I just happened to hear something similar from Maljukgeori Maldaegari. He said, ‘You’re so blinded by money that you’ve gone crazy.’ Hahaha.”

I couldn’t bring myself to nod.

“But when I told him that there was no such thing as convergence in my life, he immediately said, ‘You really, really went crazy after drinking the water from the sun?’”

Ah, my pride is hurt.

It makes me even angrier to hear that supporting me will make you sound like a crazy person!

What’s wrong with being eight years old!

“He scoffed at it, saying it was just a wild dream, but it meant a lot to me.”

why?

“Your Majesty, I have lived in the shadows my entire life.”

During the Japanese colonial period, he was in charge of supplying military supplies as an independence activist.

After liberation, through private loans.

As he grew older, he became the big boss of a pawn shop.

“If there is a grudge in the shade, it has piled up in my heart as much as my age.”

The master hit my chest with his fist.

I know that feeling, that sadness.

I used to be like that too.

‘I’ve lived my whole life in back alleys, handling dirty money, in a bloody swamp of betrayal and conspiracy.’

Even if you become a loan shark, and no matter how much money you have, how much you give, how much you take, and how famous you are, that’s all it is.

Being pointed at by others,

Even after lending money, I got cursed at,

Ignored by celebrities,

When public power comes into play, we are treated like trash from the back alleys, helpless and helpless.

‘If King Yeomra had told me to live my old back-alley life again, would I have seriously considered it?’

The inescapable fate of the shady people.

It was obvious what danger my wife and children would face.

“I have always lived in betrayal, conspiracy, intrigue, and anxiety. It was a life that swirled like a storm in a teacup.”

There was a deep sense of complexity in the teacher’s voice.

“But now? A lot has changed.”

I am the third generation of a conglomerate, and my teacher is the president of a bank.

I am living a new life in the sun.

“Anyway, I don’t have a wife or children to leave much wealth to.”

I heard they were killed a long time ago.

Just like the son and daughter-in-law of the smuggling kingpin.

“Is that why? These days, I really like this comfortable, peaceful, and honorable retirement.”

Is that why the Master refuses to compete for the successor position?

But what is this?

“So, I look forward to the new future of the Jeong family that you will create.”

hmm?

This is a bit absurd, isn’t it?

“Do you know what I should do?”

“I ask you, Your Majesty. If we had really wanted to get an invitation to the New Year’s Eve party, would we really not have been able to get one?”

That can’t be it.

I don’t think everyone is struggling because they don’t have that much skill.

“Even if the New Year’s Eve is a gathering of people who are active in the political and business world, it is rare to find an author who has not borrowed even a single penny from the Jeong family.”

“If we had intercepted their invitations, we could have accomplished our goal very easily.”

“Yes. But you didn’t do that, Your Majesty.”

The teacher smiled brightly.

“We negotiated with the hosts to ensure that they would be treated with dignity as guests.”

“What’s the big deal?”

“It couldn’t have been easy.”

······It was easy, right?

The land document for the Suseo-dong apartment complex just came to me?

Even if Yoo Jong-tae came out, it only took 3 minutes.

“Do you remember what the performers were like at the New Year’s Eve event?”

The entrance itself was impossible.

I wasn’t even treated like a human being, let alone a guest.

They were often forced to wait in the corner of the hallway in front of a door without a stove in the cold weather.

So I opened up my coin purse and handed out hot drinks and snacks.

“There were quite a few guys who got caught trying to sneak in.”

That’s why all the good performers and bodyguards were kicked out like that.

“Do you remember how even big shots like us were treated there?”

Everyone treated me like an uninvited guest with cold eyes.

The president of Wookwang Construction came forward as a representative and spewed out insulting language.

-Who the hell brought loan sharks here! Since when did New Year’s Eve turn into a mess with back alley thugs playing for money?

-That’s really disappointing. We were invited, after all. This year-end party is supposed to be a charity bazaar to help the underprivileged. Is there any reason why we shouldn’t be invited?

– People who play with money can’t tell what to include and what not to include. This is it. It looks like even we’ll fall sharply due to the wholesale price.

-You said you received an invitation and came to pay, so why are people who aren’t even the owners coming out and embarrassing you? Whose money is money, and whose money is shit?

The fight was on the verge of breaking out into a fight between the gold teeth of Jongro, the magpie mountain lady, and the head of the horse, Maljukgeori.

“It’s not like we were treated that way from the beginning.”

oh?

“It was all because of the atmosphere that emerged after the president declared the 8.3 loan freeze and suppressed underground finance.”

The Jeong family was famous for its private loan business.

It would have been particularly hard hit by the government’s regulatory policy that targeted private lenders.

“These guys who used to crawl on their knees, throwing away all their pride, whenever they went to borrow money have started to look down on us as people who can’t even squeak in front of the authorities and will be trampled on.”

By government regulation proclamation.

A huge amount of debt was reduced to scraps of paper overnight.

“What did I say was the reason I founded the bank?”

“Before regulations get in the way, I think we should try playing in bigger waters.”

What the Master had in mind was financial reform after the 8.8 real estate regulations.

“Do you also remember how the other guys reacted to this?”

“The old man said that he was so disgusted by the power of the state that he was going to put a bank in the racecourse.”

“What about Jongro Gold Teeth?”

“I said that my first dream was to work at a foreign exchange bank, and my second dream was to work at a securities firm.”

“Then what about Mrs. Kkachisan Bang?”

“He said he wasn’t interested in banking. Instead, he said he wanted to start a real estate development company.”

The teacher smiled brightly.

“A union of people from the back alleys. I never even imagined that it would be possible.”

The teacher took out an invitation to the New Year’s Eve party from his bosom.

Paper that has already become useless half a year ago.

It’s not strange if this item goes straight into the trash can.

‘Why is this still golden?’

The invitation was still shining brightly.

“Your Majesty, you accomplished that difficult task with just this one piece of paper.”

The master closed his eyes tightly.

With a face full of regret.

“It wasn’t like this when we risked our lives fighting for independence. There was a time when we were comrades and brothers-in-arms, moving as one body, with each other’s backs.”

But the eyes that opened wide had changed their momentum.

It was a gaze that was blazing with aspiration and hope.

“I saw hope that under your command, we too could move forward with one mind and one purpose like before.”

Only then did I realize.

Why did the teacher mention the New Year’s Eve invitation?

Why did you decide to support me as the next successor to the Jeong family?

“Myeongdong Songgolmae, Jongno Geumteotchi, Maljukgeori Maldaegari, Magpie Mountain Bang Yeosa, Southeast Skunk.”

Of course. I knew it!

It was the moment when I confirmed the name I had already expected.

“If we were to name the five most loyal followers of the Jeong family, we could name them as follows.”

If they are the five servants of the Jeong family.

We can also guess who the final winner of the long war of succession will be.

‘Southeast Skunk.’

The Master was murdered by the hands of the Maljukgeori Maldaegari and the Namsan Charleomeori priests.

Jongno Geumchit was caught up in a power struggle between gangsters and was found dead in a trash can in a back alley in Garbong-dong.

One day, Mrs. Kkachisan Bang was taken away by the Agency for National Security Planning and came out as a corpse.

The horse-headed thief who had a skunk from the southeast as his master was shot and killed in Macau while targeting casinos instead of racecourses.

“The odds of winning are quite high. Your Majesty has already gained the support of two people.”

······Huh?

Now that I think about it, is that really true?

I immediately opened my coin purse.

A loan certificate received from a swindler after sweeping the gambling table.

This too was still shining dazzlingly with a golden color.

“The life or death of Maljukgeori Maldaegari is in my hands?”

I waved the loan certificate around as if I was showing it to someone.

This was the lifeline of the Maljukgeori Maldaegari.

End

ⓒ Osorok

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