The Youngest Son of Sunyang

"No one will listen no matter how loudly you shout that you're going to live diligently. In this world, there are people who work hard but still struggle to make ends meet. Do you want to waste your life like that, just suffering and nothing else?"

"Isn't it better to endure hardships than to play around and waste time?" His sincerity in refusing money was evident.

"I heard that Do-jun gave you three chances. If you hadn't messed up, would it have been like that?"

"I'm just grateful for his generosity. What can I say?"

The chairman paused for a moment before speaking. "Why didn't you ask me for a favor earlier? With just a word from me, you could have become a person under Do-jun. You missed even that opportunity."

"Chairman, there was nothing wrong with what you said. I realized that I was just holding Do-jun's ankle. If you keep holding onto someone who's just holding onto your ankle, isn't that pitiful? I want to end that kind of dependence now."

"It seems you're quick to grasp the situation. Alright, I won't cast you aside. I'll find a suitable position for you, so keep working at the company."

Even though it was a kind offer, Kim Yoon-seok only gave a bitter smile.

"Didn't I just say? Please stop feeling sorry for me."

"If you don't want even a sense of security, then fine, understood."

He was about to make another proposal, even if it was just for formality, but Chairman Jin turned away coldly.

"Oh, right. I had something I wanted to ask you, but we got sidetracked."

"Please go ahead, Chairman."

"Do you consider the truck accident to be your fault?"

Kim Yoon-seok answered without any hesitation.

"I already mentioned it to Director Jin Do-jun."

Chairman Jin couldn't believe Kim Yoon-seok's answer. He had told his grandson, so why ask here? Wasn't that the implication?

He cleared his throat and opened the door to the hospital room.

"What a sly guy. Hehe."

The VIP room had good soundproofing.

Although snippets of conversation could be heard from outside the room, only muffled voices reached inside.

Grandfather looked at me, chuckled, and then moved back into the room.

"What conversation did you have?"

"You wouldn't know anything about it. By the way..." Suddenly stopping his steps, Grandfather lowered his voice. "He told you about the accident. What did he say?"

An accident...Secretary Kim remained silent in front of his grandfather. This was also a good attitude.

It meant that he was advising someone to keep secret and information confidential, and Secretary Kim himself would remain silent, wouldn't it?

"I'm sparing my words because I find it hard to be sure. He mentioned the possibility that it might not be an accident."

"Not an accident?"

"Yes. I'm not certain, but I felt like that truck was waiting for us."

Grandfather narrowed his eyes.

"Hmm..."

"It's just a memory. It's not certain."

"Alright, I'll handle it."

It was understandable that he was reluctant to delve deeper into this discussion. If it wasn't an accident, it likely involved the family. To erase the awkwardness, he quickly changed the subject.

"What about Secretary Kim Yoon-seok? Should we just leave it at this?"

"I'll handle that too. I'll make him play the role of that guy's person. Wait for it. If there's no potential, he'll just be a nuisance by your side anyway."

"And what about you, Grandfather?"

"Me? Well, one thing is useful."

"What's that?"

"Respect. It's the first and most important condition for a subordinate to follow their superior. He respects you." Grandfather resumed his halted steps. "Since he seems to have the necessary basics, he needs to learn the work. If he doesn't have a head for it, whether he's the basic guy or meets the conditions, he'll be useless."

Kim Yoon-seok was a lucky person.

Being personally appointed by Chairman Jin Yang-cheol meant he had the opportunity to grow rapidly in a short period.

It would be physically and mentally demanding, but...

Early Sunday morning, high-end sedans began to arrive at Vice Chairman Jin Yeong-gi 's villa.

The people getting out of the cars all wore golf attire, but this place was a villa, not a golf course.

As they exchanged handshakes and disappeared into the villa, their expressions were oddly tense, not matching the sunny weather.

Unlike the guests, Vice Chairman Jin Yeong-gi welcomed them with a bright smile.

"I'm sorry for the inconvenience. These days, there are so many watchful eyes. Haha."

After shaking hands with each of them, he led them to a spacious dining table.

When about a dozen people filled the dining table, Vice Chairman Jin Yeong-gi raised his utensils.

"It seems the water here makes the food taste different. Now, let's eat."

Slowly eating breakfast, he began to bring up important matters.

"Have you confirmed what I mentioned?" Vice Chairman Jin Yeong-gi didn't look at anyone and just focused on his plate while speaking, but it was clear who was expected to respond.

"Director, Myungin Hospital conducted various tests. The surgery was successful, and the patient is healthy enough to be discharged."

"What kind of surgery was it?"

"It was a malignant brain tumor removal surgery."

As soon as the term "malignant brain tumor" was mentioned, the dining table fell silent.

Vice Chairman Jin Yeong-gi was a man with many connections. He was one of the few who had heard about the surgery results right after it was completed. The reason he brought up the surgery at this table was different.

"But, Director."

"Yes?"

"What is the possibility of a recurrence of the malignant brain tumor?"

The head of Sunyang Medical Center cleared his throat.

"The brain is the most unpredictable area. And malignant tumors tend to have a high chance of recurrence, which is why we call them malignant."

"In the case of my father, what is the likelihood of a recurrence?"

"In the case of elderly individuals, the recurrence rate is always over 50%. The reason the probability is only half is because... they often pass away from recurrence-related complications."