The Youngest Son of Sunyang

Director Lee Hak-jae raised an eyebrow at Chairman Jin's laughter.

"Chairman, Oh Se-hyun isn't as simple as you think. He probably knows the value of his company's dollars better than anyone."

"This director, Oh Se-hyun is he the owner?"

"Yes?"

"Didn't I say? The. Owner. I'm. Close. With. Oh Se-hyun is just a manager."

A manager was a representative of the owner, and of course, there was a separate owner. Shareholders and investors were the real owners.

"Chairman, you don't mean...?"

No one dared to say it, but the expressions on everyone in the study implied that they wanted to confirm whether Miracle Investment belonged to Chairman Jin's company.

"What's with those looks? Don't misunderstand. It's not my money. How would I gather that much in dollars? My pockets are empty because none of you have been working hard. No?"

When Chairman Jin clapped his desk, uncertain whether they should laugh or not, everyone chuckled.

"Alright, everyone, go out. Don't miss any of my instructions and be thorough."

Director Lee Hak-jae briefly locked eyes with Chairman Jin and nodded lightly, acknowledging that it included him as well.

As he exited, the last thing Director Lee Hak-jae saw was Chairman Jin's smile, which had not disappeared until then.

The atmosphere was different.

If they had held a crisis management meeting due to the crisis, their expressions should have been frozen, but they seemed rather cheerful.

Was it because the A-jin Group, the top conglomerate, had such solid financial strength?

After confirming that Director Lee Hak-jae had left last, he entered the study.

"Oh, the owner is here? Hehe."

"Yes?"

The owner? Me?

Could it be that they designated me as the successor in today's emergency meeting?

There was absolutely no such thing, but my heart raced with baseless imagination.

"Our grandson, isn't he the owner of Miracle? Today, it's not a meeting between grandfather and grandson. Let's have an important discussion between the two owners."

"Suddenly, what are you talking about? Scary..."

"Where are you exaggerating? It's all over your face. I'm dying of amusement."

It's not my expression, but my grandfather's expression exactly.

Negotiations are an art of tension and anxiety.

Amusement is the privilege of the one who has already gained the upper hand in negotiations.

Both my grandfather and I undoubtedly have hidden cards because neither of us is in a superior position... I know my card, but I don't know my grandfather's card.

What could it be, exactly? Why is he so relaxed when the foreign exchange crisis is imminent?

"But what's the important matter? Are you going to talk about the ownership ratio of the two car companies' merger?"

"Oh, that too. Let's do that later. There's something more important."

What could be more important? Is it really the issue of the succession of the Sunyang Group?

But my brief happy imagination came to an end.

"Have you prepared the A-jin Group acquisition payment?"

"What preparations are there to make? You just need to transfer it from the overseas account to the domestic account."

"Of course, it's in dollars, right?"

When I mentioned dollars, I didn't miss the glint in my grandfather's eyes.

I see.

Securing dollars in preparation for the foreign exchange crisis.

For the Sunyang Group and my grandfather, this was the most important issue.

"Yes, because it's in a U.S. bank, it's in dollars."

"I'll take care of that. 1.2 trillion, right?"

"Yes."

"The current exchange rate is around 1,200 won, so let's see... exactly 10 billion dollars?"

"Yes, that's correct."

"Let's move it right away, maybe tomorrow."

"No, thank you."

"What?"

"It's complicated, you know. Why go through all this trouble when we can just give it to the bond banks?"

My grandfather began to look at me with amazement as I smiled brightly.

"Could it be that you...?"

"Yes, I have eyes and ears too. The dollar keeps rising. Anyway, the merger of Sunyang and A-jin Automobiles has to be finalized before the bond banks sign the acquisition approval. Payment comes after that. From my perspective, it's profitable to pay slowly."

The old man looked at me with surprised eyes, which was somewhat cute, but his life experiences were different. He quickly became calm and even showed a faint smile.

"That's right. You have to be like that, my grandson. Ah, now it's getting interesting. Haha."

He wasted the time that should have been used to think quickly with laughter. Like a nimble inspiration!

And then came the proposal.

"Give me 1,500 won. How about that?"

"A bit more, please."

"You stubborn guy. Fine, 1,600 won."

"No way."

"Kid, do you forget that the dollars you've collected now are the money I gave you to buy a ranch and clothe yourself? Have you forgotten that?"

"That was a deal. I studied hard all my life and got perfect scores in every subject to make you happy, and in return, I received the ranch. I know you spent tens of millions to buy the ranch, but if I bought that much happiness for tens of millions, it was a fair deal, right? If we consider tens of millions as an ordinary person, isn't it just tens of thousands of won?"

"Hah! You're quite a shrewd one. Do you remember all that?" Grandfather shook his head with a shudder. "This, it feels like I was scammed... Well, fine. How much are you offering? Tell me."

"Because the dollars you want to buy will become toilet paper when converted to won, the scale won't match. Put something else on the scale."

"What did you say? Toilet paper?"

The expression on my grandfather's face, which had never lost its faint smile until now, changed completely.

"How much do you think the exchange rate will rise for you to call it toilet paper?"