The Youngest Son of Sunyang

"Are you saying there's no way right now?"

Lee Hak-jae's tone changed slightly as he regained his composure. It seemed as though he was speaking to someone of lower rank.

"I don't have to find that way. Sending money to the original investor's linked account is the extent of what I can do. Finding the money from that account is the job of the branch manager, isn't it?"

"Are you suggesting we do it just like FM? Did you not realize that 100 billion won is not a normal amount of money?"

"People like me don't check the money until it's buried in it. We just inflate it."

Oh Sehyun, who had grown tired of the back-and-forth, ended the conversation with a few words.

"Just give me the first investor's account. I'll transfer it all within an hour. If it's a foreign exchange account, I'll do it in dollars."

As if to show that he had nothing more to say, Oh Sehyun got up and left.

Lee Hak-jae, who was left alone in the conference room, took out his phone and went outside.

"Let's investigate Miracle Investment, located in Yeouido. Since they have their headquarters in the United States, investigate that side as well. Check their capital, company composition, shareholder list, and investment destinations, everything."

Lee Hak-jae gave instructions to his employees and made a call to the National Tax Service.

"Director, this is Lee Hak-jae from the Sunyang Group. I need you to provide me with the company's records."

Then, he rushed back to Chairman Jin.

He thought it was better to tell Chairman Jin the truth and receive instructions. After all, Miracle Investment must have a deep connection with Jin Do-Jun.

"You must have a headache because of the Sumitomo explosion. Are you okay?"

"Oh, our Do-Jun. But you're the only one I have. All these grandkids are just trying to swindle my money, but only Do-Jun worries about me and even the company."

I'm only a middle school student, and most of the 3rd generation kids are adults. Especially these brats from this household, even when they're just in high school, they're practically money-eating machines.

Those who went to study abroad in Europe or the United States since high school, they squeeze out money from tuition to living expenses, equivalent to the annual salary of a top-ranking company executive.

"Do-Jun, you'll be going to high school after just one more semester, right?"

"Yes."

"Have you talked to your father? Have you looked into schools?"

"No, I'm just planning to attend a regular high school. I don't think there's a need to study abroad."

Chairman Jin furrowed his brow.

"Oh, my son doesn't even care. I knew this would happen."

Hye-in, Sang-gi, also didn't study abroad. Of course, he entered a prestigious private school that only the wealthy and powerful upper-class kids attend.

At this time, Grandfather didn't pay attention either. Ah... Did he not pay attention before? Did the parents handle the issue of my education on their own?

"Grandfather."

"Don't say anything. I will look into prestigious Swiss schools. Send you to the world's best school."

"No, it's not like that. I just want to go to Seoul National University."

"What? Seoul National University?"

Grandfather's expression changed at the mention of Seoul National University.

"Yes. It's where the top students in our country gather. The highest-scoring programs are either in law or medicine... but I'm planning to go to the Law School."

"Law school? Are you aiming to become a prosecutor?"

With a mix of surprise and concern, Grandfather once again confirmed my dream.

"Oh, come on, do you really think so? You know my dream, Grandfather. It's to become a corporate executive."

"But why do you want to go to law school?"

With a somewhat relieved expression and eyes filled with curiosity, he looked at me.

"Grandfather, go and brag wherever you want. There aren't many people who score well enough to enter the Law School at Seoul National University."

During the gathering of the conglomerate leaders, how much Chairman Daehyun bragged about it?

The day his eldest grandson entered Seoul National University became the main topic of discussion at the gathering of conglomerate leaders.

Rumors had it that not only his secretaries but also around a dozen Seoul National University correspondents and economic reporters were mobilized for this purpose.

After cornering the university authorities and conducting a thorough investigation, they chose the department with the lowest competition rate just before the 6 p.m. deadline and succeeded in submitting their application right before the admissions office closed. The department they entered turned out to be either Eastern Philosophy or Eastern History.

Of course, it cannot be denied that they achieved grades above the standard, even if it was the department with the lowest cutoff at Seoul National University.

However, if it had been a normal method, they would never have crossed the threshold of Seoul National University, and most would have settled for Y or K universities.

But even a chaebol chairman like him, because his grandfather's heart was unchanging, his grandson's bragging did not end even after a year. That tiresome bragging.

But Seoul National University Law School was different. Tricks wouldn't work. Everyone had to admit it.

"Are you serious? Are you applying to Seoul National University Law School because of me?"

"Of course. I'm not going to be a prosecutor, so why would I apply to the Law School?"

The expression on Grandfather's face right now is truly something I've never seen before. Even a person with a poker face can show such diverse expressions.

"Many people make money and increase my wealth, but there has never been anyone who brings me joy. Our youngest is not just making me happy; he's even moving me to tears." He had an almost tearful look about him. "Oh, okay. Just get into Seoul National University Law School. I'll give you anything as a gift for your admission. Hehe. Then, after getting admitted, you can study abroad at a prestigious foreign university, right? Anyway, those who go to study abroad during high school are usually the ones who lack confidence in our domestic prestigious universities, aren't they?"

I wanted to tell him to remember those words, but I held back. It wasn't about some foreign car; it was the power of Chairman Sunyang Group, and that was the admission gift I wanted.

"The reason I wanted to see you isn't because of anything else, but because of your money. I need to check something."

Grandfather, who had suppressed his emotions, lowered his voice and brought up the story he had expected.