The Youngest Son of Sunyang

I also smiled widely. Isn't it fitting to respond to laughter with laughter? Furthermore, Secretary Kim is no longer my subordinate. He's become a confident dealmaker.

"What would you like? Would you like to receive it all at once, or would you prefer a lifelong installment plan?"

Could he discern the meaning behind my words?

"Huh? Oh, well... Hehe."

Secretary Kim's face was still covered in bandages, making it difficult to tell whether he was smiling or grimacing, but I could tell from his eyes.

"I'll take the installment plan. I can just get a savings account from the Chairman."

Oh, there's also Grandfather.

I slapped my forehead.

Kim Yoon-seok not only understood my intentions but also included something I had completely forgotten.

What's going on? Has my brain started working faster because of the accident?

"Take your time to think it over. If I give it all at once, it means that Mr. Kim here is willing to change his fate several times as large as he has."

"No, I've already decided. I'll take the installment plan."

He didn't hesitate or contemplate at all.

What's happening? Has he become a person with such a firm resolve?

"Are you serious?"

"Of course. I still don't know the joy of spending money recklessly. However, I understand that the joy of spending money fades quickly. If I'm with you, I think there will be more enjoyment than spending money."

It's a grateful statement, but it's not enough to become my person.

"Mr. Kim. I don't know if you remember, but what I said still holds."

"What are you talking about?"

"If you don't have the skills, I won't keep you by my side. I understand that there's nothing I can do to repay you for saving my life. I'm just expressing my gratitude with money. But walking together has a different meaning."

Secretary Kim quickly understood my words. "I will work to acquire the skills and abilities to be with you. If you ever feel that I'm lacking, please let me know. I will step back."

I extended three fingers. "I will overlook up to three times. No matter how big the mistake, no matter how much you mess up, I will give you three chances. But if you make a fourth major mistake, our connection will end."

"I will make sure not to use up those three chances."

He showed unwavering determination and resolve. This person seems to have good hardware.

Arming oneself with educational qualifications, known as software, but being unable to keep up with performance, I've seen many posers like that.

Where are the ones who face difficult tasks that can't be overcome with knowledge, get frustrated, and give up?

Even though their academic background and qualifications may not be top-notch, I appreciate individuals with natural determination and perseverance who don't give up easily. It feels like seeing myself in them.

"Now, let's head to Seoul. We should go to Myungin University Hospital rather than Soon Yang Medical Center. Soon Yang Medical Center is likely to have too many leaks... Anyway, let's receive treatment and rehabilitation until we reach perfect condition."

When Grandfather saw me, he gently patted his bandaged head.

"Chairman of Daehyun Group used to envy my rich hair more than the group's sales or stock price, but now he'll probably laugh at how I look today."

"They say that hair becomes even thicker when it grows back. Until then, please don't meet him." Grandfather scrutinized my hand and then broke into a wide grin.

"Did you bring that?"

"Alcohol is not allowed. So, I brought only chicken."

"Just put it up there. Why do I keep craving that soy sauce seasoning..." In the blink of an eye, the whole chicken disappeared, leaving only bones behind. He grumbled continuously about not having a beer. "You better clean up these bones. Why are there so many nagging people around me? Ugh."

"You pressured me into getting it, but this is the last one until you're discharged."

"Are you nagging too? Fine."

Grandfather did a quick trim and then took a sip of water.

"Has your friend also woken up?"

"Yes. He's passed the critical stage, and now he only has rehabilitation therapy left."

"He's young, so he'll handle it well?"

"That's the hope."

"Well... Were there any special conversations?"

Although his fleeting glance wasn't ordinary, I pretended not to notice. It wouldn't make much of a difference if I added a few more suspicions to someone who had already abandoned their doubts.

"We didn't talk for long. It's not the right condition for that."

"Why? Is he still having trouble speaking?"

"No, not at all. He's perfectly fine, both mentally and in terms of language skills."

Anyway, won't you meet him in person? Kim, the assistant, will convey everything I say, and if there's someone behind the scenes, Grandfather will surely catch them.

"Well, then. Shouldn't I meet him at least once to express my gratitude? He's our savior who saved our lives."

Should I just express my gratitude, or does he want to confirm something?

"That sounds like a good idea."

"So, what about you? Do you plan to be discharged?"

"I've already met with Father. Since he knows I wasn't seriously injured, there's no point in me lingering around the hospital anymore. I need to be discharged."

"Hmm... Yoon-gi won't like it if you're lying in the hospital while he's pretending to be seriously ill. So, go ahead."

"Yes. I'll visit frequently."

"While I'm pretending to be in critical condition, it doesn't seem appropriate for you to be fussing around. Let's stay in touch over the phone."

"Sure."

I was slightly disappointed.

I thought he might mention the purpose of bringing me to Gunsan now...

Could it be that he's had a change of heart?

Chairman Jin confirmed that there was no one in Kim Yoon-seok's hospital room and walked slowly.

He had already thoroughly reviewed Kim's profile.

The people his children he had recruited were third-rate at best. They were people who considered themselves important because of their name Sunyang and the thickness of their money bags.