[268]Snake Head 1
“Nothing!”
I screamed loudly, but Grandma couldn’t look me straight in the eyes.
It’s not because you believe me. Because you can’t judge whether it’s right or wrong.
The biggest way to amplify the case is to use politics, but the grandmother doesn’t know how politics works. In this way, it is just an ordinary old woman who has never read the news or newspaper properly.
“Can I tell you one more thing? The real worst?”
If it was my uncle, there would be no need to say these words. Isn’t it just pretending?
“As soon as the opposition party announces that the Ministry of Foreign Affairs was involved in the smuggling of artworks from the Sunyang Gallery in the National Assembly, this becomes a diplomatic issue between Korea and the United States. The United States would not have thought that a country like Korea would do something like smuggling, right? Grandma must have used it.”
What is your grandmother’s idea? must have been told by someone
“Now the United States has caught a pod against our country. America doesn’t cover this. I’ll start my investigation with the Wentworth Art Gallery… I’m going to say that the paintings are all fake.”
“The painting is real!”
“I know. But who would believe the words of Sunyang Gallery, which is smuggling? The special prosecutor will start inspecting all the collections of the Sunyang Art Foundation, right? Then, instead of the paintings secretly sold, the forgery will be poured out, and the claim of the Wentworth Art Gallery becomes the truth.”
Sunyang Gallery has fake paintings.
This will make world news, and the art industry will be turned upside down. Then, the customers who have been secretly buying paintings from Sunyang Gallery will not stand still.
Now, there is no way to prevent international lawsuits from continuing.
“Oh, it’s written in the contract, right? The cancellation fee is 3 times the transaction amount of $600 million What… is that okay? The insurance company will take care of it.”
My grandmother, now I have a sense of how big this is going to be. The trembling of the clenched hands did not stop.
“Did you do this just to get a penalty?”
“No way? There are many ways to make money. So didn’t I tell you? At a negotiating table like this, the first priority is to find out what the other party wants.”
“So what? What do you want?”
“Let me tell you one more thing. The one with the hilt needn’t say first what he wants. If you want to know what I want, start with what grandma can give you. That is the order.”
Needless to say more. There is still something to be found out. What you really need to find out.
“I will give you time to think. Call a smart subordinate to discuss it, or call a proud son to discuss it. That way… the country won’t be noisy.”
He must have known that the one who got up from his chair and left the study first was a strong man. Before leaving, I threw one last word to the grandmother who couldn’t move.
“Isn’t it too rude to not even serve a cup of coffee when your grandson is here? Are you Grandma?”
I left the house looking around the garden I had walked slowly through again.
When Assistant Manager Kim Yoon-seok and the staff, who had been waiting impatiently, saw me, they hurriedly got out of the car and ran.
“Fill more people. Starting today, you must check who enters and leaves this house. If someone you don’t know appears, follow them until the end. We have to figure out the identity of every single person. You know?”
“yes. Manager.”
“Then please do your best.”
Whoever comes the fastest, that guy is Mrs. Lee Pil-ok’s brain.
* * *
Ms. Lee Pil-ok, who was wandering around the library biting her lip, picked up the phone. I know that I can’t do it on my own to sort out this messy situation.
“Cheon moved. Urgent. I need to come home right now.”
About thirty minutes after she called, a middle-aged man showed up.
“Is there a problem? Chairman.”
“Oh, Cheon. Come on.”
Director Cheon, who rushed in, had to listen to Chairman Lee Pil-ok without even having a chance to drink a glass of water.
“Jin Do-jun? Are you saying this was all a trap set up by him?”
“I guess so. look at this.”
Mrs. Lee Pil-ok held out a copy of the contract.
“He said he was holding it. It doesn’t sound like you’re lying.”
Cheon Sang-pil, director of the Sunyang Art Foundation, frowned as soon as he saw the copy of the contract in English. It was a contract he had reviewed dozens of times, so he knew it wasn’t fake with just a glance.
“Did you say you would sprinkle this on the opposition?”
“okay. They even threatened me saying that it would be a special prosecutor, a hearing, or a diplomatic issue.”
“Not the press, but the opposition party? That’s really… heh heh.”
Director Cheon Sang-pil burst out laughing as if it was absurd.
“You are a smart guy. You know how to get the most out of the weapon in your hand.”
Mrs. Lee Pil-ok’s eyebrows went up.
“Did I call over 1,000 to hear his praise?”
“sorry. Do-joon Jin stabbed the core, so stop…”
Isa Cheon lowered his head and kept his mouth shut, leaving only silence in the study.
Mrs. Lee Pil-ok, unable to endure the long silence, opened her mouth.
“Tell me one thing. If he leaks this to the opposition party, will the diplomatic problem really grow?”
“Domestic issues are more serious than diplomacy. There could be no better opportunity than this for the opposition party that lost the general election. Even if it is a problem that didn’t exist, I will try my best to make it bigger.”
“Even though I’m the mistress of this sunyang with her eyes wide open?”
“There is a by-election next year. If the opposition wins then, it can destroy the majority of the ruling party. Right now, the ruling party is ahead by just two seats, so a reversal is possible.”
“Is that what he said is true?”
“Unfortunately, yes.”
“okay. look out.”
“yes. Chairman. I will meet Jin Do-jun once.”
“Of course it should. Don’t even think about seeing my face until I solve it.”
Director Cheon Sang-pil bowed his head to Mrs. Lee Pil-ok, who didn’t even look at him, and left the study.
* * *
“Hey you bastard. player man. Digging a $600 million trap to catch Grandma?”
After hearing all of my story, Chairman Lee Hak-jae stuck out his tongue.
“Your grandmother is in trouble now. This is so much that the Sunyang Group cannot cover it. Appearing at the prosecutor’s office in a wheelchair will be unavoidable, and if the opposition party tweets, it is a prison sentence. The only way out is probation or sick bail. It’s thin. Hehe.”
“Shouldn’t the Sunyang Art Foundation be closed?”
“That’s a bonus.”
Chairman Lee Hak-jae stopped laughing and said.
“But I don’t know how many years it will take to get to the third trial. After the by-election next year, your grandmother’s case will be in disarray. You get nothing.”
“We have to finish it before going to trial.”
“Is there any way?”
“There is Grandma’s fixer. Let’s take a look at this person.”
He presented a printed photo. It’s not clear because it was taken at night, but it’s good enough to recognize the face.
“Do you know? Who are you?”
Chairman Lee Hak-jae looked at the photo carefully and thought for a while.
“ah! this friend. Chun… Sangpil. That’s right, director Cheon Sang-pil.”
“Do you know someone?”
“okay. It’s been quite a while since I quit this friend. You were the director of an art foundation, maybe?”
“Where are you from?”
“I was in the group’s legal team, but I was hired by the foundation. He was a brilliant friend, but he quit without working for a few years. Did you know that I quit because I was pushed out of the mainstream?”
“The legal team must be a lawyer.”
“Perhaps? But why is this friend?”
“As soon as I declared war on my grandmother, he came running first.”
“okay? So, is that friend your closest friend?”
“It must be the brain. Just like when my grandfather was in trouble, the first person he looked for was the chairman.”
Chairman Lee Hak-jae smiled as he looked at my hand pointing at him.
“If her limbs are cut off, Mrs. Lee Pil-ok cannot move. I don’t have any extra limbs.”
“It must be one head, right? Director Cheon is the brain. It is difficult to have a spare.”
Chairman Lee Hak-jae shook his head.
“Poisonous bastard. You mean you’re going to cut Grandma’s hair and stick it to your hand?”
“why? Could it be that director Cheon Sang-pil has tremendous power like Chairman Lee?”
“Power is relative. The power to move the Sunyang Art Foundation at will instead of a puppet-like grandmother is not very different from the fact that I was the second person in Sunyang. no bigger Because I am the head of a snake that can move through a dragon’s tail cloth.”
done. I got all the information to be obtained.
“Cutting off a dragon’s tail requires a large-scale expedition to catch it, but cutting off a snake’s head only takes one snatcher. That is the limit of the snake head.”
“Is there a landman?”
“yes. There is one fearsome landslide. Hehe.”
Chairman Lee Hak-jae waved his hand.
“Stop going. Looking at you, you can’t tell how fortunate I am that I was the dragon’s tail.”
* * *
– Do-joon Jin?
I felt the sudden strange phone call.
This guy is the head of a snake.
“Yes, but.”
– Mrs. Lee Pil-ok So, I’d like to meet Mr. Jin Do-jun’s grandmother’s problem… Could you give me some time?
For a moment, I forgot about my grandmother’s habit of putting off everything that hurts her head and bothers her subordinates.
When it comes to such a big issue, it is natural to move someone who can solve it at once, and that person is the brain, not the limbs.
“I don’t know who it is, but let’s take a look at it with minimal courtesy. Who are you? you?”
I need to make sure the snake head knows that the hilt is in my hand.
– Oh, sorry. I am Cheon Sang-pil, former director of Sunyang Art Foundation.
“Cheon Sang-pil? As far as I know, there is no name called Cheon Sang-pil among the directors of the foundation. Who? you?”
– Ah… I forgot the word ‘in the past’. haha.
Among snakes, it is a member of the snake family.
“great. Think carefully about how much money you need to bring as a representative of your grandmother, coordinate your opinion with her, and then contact her again. Hang up.”
I hung up the phone, but it seemed like I could hear the snake’s head muttering, “Where did the little guy roll the rice and eat it?”
Now it remains to be seen how big my grandmother’s and snakehead’s bowls are.
* * *
I rented a room at Sunyang Hotel. It was because it seemed that it would be more comfortable if no one was around if the serpent was to tremble freely.
Cheon Sang-pil, who seemed to be in his mid-fifties, had a sharp impression that did not match the appearance of a serpent.
“nice to see you. Jin Do-jun, manager. I am Chun Sang-pil.”
“This is Jin Do-jun. Have a seat.”
“You know something. I know how to prepare for this secret room. haha.”
“I tried to imitate a drama about chaebol. I’m glad you like it.”
When I sat down and saw the coffee cup on the table, he smiled again.
“At a time like this, wouldn’t a glass of whiskey suit more than coffee?”
“If you like the numbers you brought, I’ll bring you a box of Balvenie whiskey.”
“You know something, too. I loosened my belt today and had a big drink.”
“Let’s stop drinking kimchi soup and listen to the numbers we brought.”
Cheon Sang-pil’s expression, which had been laughing heartily, hardened in an instant.
“I’m here to hear what you want. I couldn’t see a reason to sell such a big trap if it was just numbers. The man who poured $600 million into traps wants money? Stop joking.”
I said to him looking straight into my eyes.
“Because of the sudden phone call, I couldn’t convey my thoughts clearly.”
“Now I can speak. So what do you want?”
“All you want is the right number. It just wasn’t the number I wanted. Director Cheon Sang-pil meant to bring the number you want.”
For a moment, Chun Sang-pil couldn’t say anything sly or even send a sharp look. It was just a blink of an eye.
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