The Youngest Son of Sunyang

"Do-Jun, you're still too young to understand this side of things. No one writes contracts while giving campaign funds."

"Ah, I see. Our Do-Jun only deals with investment firms, so that's what you thought. This money is all going to disappear. It's not about investment."

Do they still see me as a young kid with lots of money? "Oh dear, I forgot to explain in detail." I awkwardly laughed while tapping my forehead. "Just a moment. There's someone who can explain in detail"

I shouted as I stood up from the living room sofa and headed to the stairs leading to this floor. "Uncle! Come down."

My aunt and uncle continued to look at each other with bewildered expressions.

Is there no one in the house I can call 'uncle'?

"Land? Common land?"

"Yes. I plan to seize it as soon as the local elections end next year."

"You're going to make your uncle the mayor of Seoul?"

"Am I the one making it happen? Uncle has to fight for it."

Oh Sehyun revealed his reluctance on his face.

"I've never seen anyone get involved in politics for long. After their term as politicians ends, aren't they just the ones who retaliate by exposing dirty or smelly things? Don't you know that?"

"There are no businesses that have grown without getting involved in political power. If you try to do business outside of politics in Korea, you can't become a major corporation."

"So what? Why are you getting land?"

"We have to undertake a large-scale construction project once. Hehe."

"The more you have, the more you want. What? A construction project?"

"That's not why I'm interested in construction companies. It's all for this."

I took out the map that I had spread in front of Oh Sehyun.

"The juiciest part is right here." I energetically placed a red pin on one spot on the map. I'll develop this place."

"Where is this?" Oh Sehyun, who had presbyopia, raised his glasses above his head and carefully examined the map. "Mapo? Sangam-dong?"

"Yes. It's already designated as a development zone for land speculation."

"Hey, hey. Fold it up. What's the point, it's all over?"

This summer, they designated the former landfill site in Sangam-dong, Mapo-gu, and the nearby underdeveloped Borakchon, charcoal factories, and vacant land as the "Sangam Land Speculation Development Zone" and announced the development.

At that time, I realized that it was impossible to get involved in a lucrative business without a construction company.

After all, the companies participating in the Sangam Land Speculation Development are all too busy. Why build apartments when the country is almost bankrupt? And there are no people to move in.

Everyone felt this way.

"There are still a lot of common lands near the development zone. We need to develop that."

"It's impossible to push out apartment units now. Don't you see the real estate crash? In this situation, more apartments?"

I laughed when Oh Sehyun was shaking his head.

"Opportunities arise when prepared individuals meet in times of crisis. There's no one as prepared as me in this country during the biggest crisis."

"Anyway, there are many rumors flying around. Not this time. Apartments are out for now. After this crisis passes, you can touch apartments."

"Who said anything about apartments?"

"What?"

"I'm not interested in apartments. Land distribution is already over, and the construction companies in that area have been told to take a break. I'm going to develop with a different concept."

Oh Sehyun sighed and said, knowing that he couldn't break my stubbornness.

"Alright, what's this new concept?"

"DMC."

"Seriously, are you starting a broadcasting station now? Why not just buy MBC?" Oh Sehyun had an exasperated expression, as if it was too troublesome to talk.

"It's not a broadcasting station; it's called DMC. It stands for Digital Media City."

"What's that?"

Finally, he showed some interest and relaxed his expression. Words like 'digital' and 'media' sounded futuristic.

"I'll provide you with some information. And we need to build a World Cup main stadium in Sangam-dong. It's not long until 2002."

In 1996, FIFA decided on a joint hosting of the World Cup by South Korea and Japan. No one knew that the South Korean national team would make it to the semi-finals. In the past, I used to shout for South Korea while watching TV in a pub, but this time, I plan to watch it in the VIP box.

"City means a city, right? Isn't it too absurd? Well, the World Cup stadium looks plausible."

"We'll make DMC look convincing too."

"Nice to meet you for the first time. Mr. Jin, Mr. Choi. I'm Oh Sehyun."

My aunt and uncle looked surprised, alternating between the business card Oh Sehyun had offered and his face.

Miracle Investment CEO.

This is the power of a business card.

An investment firm that acquired the A-Jin Group. Isn't this someone who moves money in large quantities?

"Oh, hello. Do-Jun. The investment firm that manages your money is Miracle, right?" Aunt shook the business card slightly.

"Yes. That's right." I nodded and said to both of them, "Please go ahead and talk. I'll be upstairs."

My offer to vacate my seat left my aunt with a puzzled expression.

"He's someone who's thinking of investing in the future Seoul mayor and even the business. You can trust him and speak openly. He's also my father's close friend. Well then..."

I bowed my head to the three of them and moved away.

Oh Sehyun knows my plan well, so there shouldn't be any problems.

"Speaking of which, whose money is this election fund? Is it Do-Jun's money? Or Miracle? Is it Mr. Oh's personal money?"

Jin Seo-yoon, with sharp eyes, looked completely different from when he faced his nephew.

The word "contract" was mentioned, and the word "business" came up as well. He understood that this wasn't a situation where money was being requested.

"The source of the money is Do-Jun's. But I feel obligated to ensure that Do-Jun's money is managed responsibly. I hope you understand."

"But this is a family matter. It's a bit... awkward."

"This is expected."

"Expected?"

"Has there ever been family matters in the Sunyang Group? Isn't everything business?"

Unlike the cold Jin Seo-yoon, Oh Sehyun didn't lose his smile.