“I, the owner, know what funds are, but what does a farmhand know?” Jeong Tae-soo, chairman of the Hanbo Group, casually said at a National Assembly hearing.
They call him a salaried worker, but he is actually a farmhand.
I am also a motherfucker However, he gritted his teeth saying he would one day become a butler.
However, let alone a butler, the tossed out farmhand was my last.
And God bless you.
Only half a blessing.
Everything is good, but why are you the youngest!
[The youngest son of a conglomerate family]
[001] A farmhand’s life 1.
“Chief Yoon. What are you on the phone for so long?”
As soon as I buried my head in the papers on the desk and put the receiver down, I heard a sharp woman’s voice in front of me.
I know who the owner of the voice is, but I raise my head as slowly as possible. As if he was tired and had no energy.
The first curve of the round pelvis interlocked with the end of the desk came in. When I go up a little, I see a narrow waistline. That artistic line connecting the waist and hips.
Kya-! kill.
How great is the beginning of the waist again?
The bust line, clearly above a C cup, stands out on top of a white shirt.
Those beautiful, voluptuous breasts. If I really stroked it just once, I wouldn’t have a wish.
Now only the climax remains.
Commonly known as the shoulder line where the slender neck and shoulders meet.
If someone wants to make an orchid on rice paper, you don’t have to look at the real orchid, you have to look at that woman’s shoulder line. A masterpiece will emerge.
A small, slender, beautiful face that finally caught my eye.
Why am I not a celebrity even though I have such a great body and beautiful face?
“Chief. Stop pretending to be tired and call line 3 quickly. They are looking for you urgently.”
A few seconds ago, it was heavenly time, but when the word line 3 came out, I returned to reality.
“huh. okay. I’ll call you soon.”
“Quickly. You seem to be in a hurry.”
Heaven’s time has come again.
Her back turned.
The contours of the rounded hips are revealed slightly with each step.
Her outstretched, strong thighs seemed like they would tear a tight skirt, and her white calves revealed a soft texture like flour dough.
If only I could roll around with that kid just once.
But that won’t happen forever. That kid is the vice president’s secretary.
Everyone in the know knows that she is no ordinary secretary.
He lives in a residential complex with a monthly rent of over 300 and drives a Ferrari. Of course, both the residential complex and Ferrari were purchased from corporations.
It was obvious what it meant to give such benefits to a secretary who was neither an executive nor bloodline.
i envy you. shit.
The moment he was born as a child of a conglomerate family, he also had the opportunity to take care of half of the beauties in the world.
“Oops! number 3.”
I quickly picked up the receiver and pressed number 3 on the hotline. As soon as the connecting tone was over, a voice that was not as urgent came out.
“I have a car parked in Nonhyeon-dong, please clean it up.”
And hang up. You bastard who ate this cheap meal.
I picked up the receiver again.
“Assistant Choi, go quickly to Nonhyeon-dong and find out where the car is.”
– yes.
They don’t even ask how to find a car in that wide Nonhyeon-dong.
Of course.
The police and onlookers must have already gathered like bees.
It is obvious what this son of a bitch, the son of the vice president and the grandson of the president, has done.
Whether he had taken medicine or had a daytime drink, he would have been behind the wheel in a playful state. And it is obvious that he rushed into the store on the side of the road or crashed into a street tree or a street lamp.
Of course, he would have left the car and called me after running away.
It’s not like he’s done this once or twice, so if he pretends to be Choi, he’s 3,000.
It’s not a hit and run after hitting someone, but you have to beg for it.
I quickly sent a message. [This is Sunyang Group Yoon Hyun-woo. The Nonhyeon-dong accident that occurred a while ago is not a big deal. Please take good care of me.]
Each press company’s social affairs reporters know exactly what this text means. Depending on the severity of the accident, only the thickness of the bundle of money to fill the reporters’ pockets differs, but it is expected that they will touch the money.
And the fact of the hit-and-run of a high-end foreign car will only become a hot topic on social media of ordinary people who directly witnessed it in Nonhyeon-dong, and it will soon disappear and not a single line will be found in the media.
After about 30 minutes, I could see Choi’s text message. [I entered a furniture store. I’m asking for 7,000 for repairs and damage to furniture. Execution please.]
You son of a bitch.
I don’t know what the reason was, but the general manager’s salary was blown up because of his temper.
Let’s take care of Nimmi. It’s not even my money anyway.
A crazy day comes to an end. Are you going to get off work on time today? It’s my wife’s birthday and I hope it ends with this.
I had to give my wife at least a present so that the already bad relationship wouldn’t get any worse.
But it can’t be what I want.
The phone that rings as if waiting is proof of that.
I cleared my voice and picked up the receiver. I heard the voice of the president’s secretary.
– Chief Yoon. My wife is shopping, so go and help.
“Chief. I’m going to train at a department store, but I don’t even bother…”
– Hey! Don’t say anything! It’s because it’s not our department store. You said you were going to the L department store.
also?
It’s crazy how the president’s wife likes the rival department store more than the group department store.
“ah. yes. sorry.”
– There’s an Italian brand that’s new to L department store. You’re looking around there, so go ahead and wait. Block public access.
“yes. Chief. We will proceed without a hitch.”
I want to throw away the receiver.
I didn’t go to college to become a farmhand carrying shopping bags, and I didn’t build up specs to clean up after my spoiled son.
But he had neither the courage nor the pride to refuse such an absurd task.
I calmed my anger and ran to the department store. It’s because I have to go first and wait before my wife arrives.
***
Two cars came into the VIP parking lot of the department store.
She is a grandmother in her 70s, but she boasts of a slim body and clean skin made with money, the power of medicine, and her own great efforts.
The money and effort invested is to be seen by others.
This old woman is wearing a tight-fitting dress and boots.
Older people of the same age may be envious and proud of themselves, but in the eyes of a young person, it is just a grotesque appearance.
“Oh, Chief Yoon! Are you here early?”
I just lowered my head a little without saying anything. This is because I have experienced countless times that this bright smile will turn into irritation after a while.
She is a temperamental old woman who will turn the department store upside down if the size 44 clothes from the Italian brand that opened today are worn even slightly.
Three male bodyguards and a female secretary follow the president’s wife as they enter.
I sat next to the female secretary and quietly asked.
“I have a friend I’m seeing for the first time… Who is it?”
“Shh.”
She shook her head briefly and squinted her eyes.
“aha.”
Oh my, a nymphomaniac old woman like a witch. I just found another man.
He is over 70 years old, but seeing that he has a strong sexual desire, it is clear that the bloodline of the chairman resembles the mother’s family when it comes to revealing women.
My wife, who went straight up to the store by taking the waiting VIP elevator, frowned and annoyed.
“They left the public access as it is, right? Even knowing I’m coming?”
that word speaks to me
Shit, I just got a call and ran, but where is the time to sort things out?
“I will deal with it right away. sorry.”
As I ran out, the attendants also started wiping out the store clerk. I called the store manager and screamed.
“Didn’t you hear that he was coming today? Are you insane?”
“But who are you…?”
The store manager looked very frightened.
It is only natural that the store is surrounded by stout men in suits, and an old woman who looks like she’ll give a damn about money is walking towards the store with a haughty look.
“This is Yoon, the head of the group’s strategic headquarters. That is the wife of the chairman of Sunyang Group. I handed out the order to block public access, but are you insisting that you didn’t know? now?”
This method always works.
One misstep with a VIP will cost you the position of manager and end your career.
A huge amount of money that a hundred ordinary customers spend in a single day can control the life of a store manager.
The store manager bowed his head first without hesitation.
“sorry. Chief. We will take action immediately.”
The manager didn’t even think of me as a member of the Sunyang Group. As a high-ranking official in L Group, he believes in him like stone.
Eventually, when all available store staff controlled access, our wife finally entered the store with a satisfied smile.
From now on I can get some rest. However, the wife’s female secretary must raise all her senses to the level of a superhuman from now on.
This is because it is necessary to accurately grasp the time of the wife’s touch and gaze on the clothes and make a colonel.
In about 10 minutes, she had only three sets of clothes in her hands.
“what do you think about it? are you okay?”
“Because the color is intense…”
“Not you.”
The wife, who cut off the store manager’s quality with a single knife, turned her attention to the newly hired man.
“Mr. Kim?”
The handsome guy with the surname Kim smiled quietly.
“What do I know? If your wife wears it, it’s just fashion.”
what? Fashion when worn?
I was so full of energy that I barely managed to hold back the gasping of my nose.
Is it fashion when a 70-something old woman wears clothes in intense colors? It’s the main book.
However, the old woman smiled brightly, as if she had been cheered up by the young man’s praise. Young or old, but the compliments of a handsome man are the driving force that makes a woman smile.
“Let’s try it on. Do you think it will look good on you?”
“Is that so?”
The young man’s wife took the clothes and went into the fitting room.
“Mr. Kim. can you help me for a second? The zipper is stiff.”
I thought I heard it wrong. Calling a man to change clothes? Not a secretary?
This is the moment when speculation turns into certainty. That Mr. Kim is not a bodyguard, but a new toy that his wife bought.
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