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C167 - What do you want from me?

"Yes that's me"

As soon as he discovered that the person was Jin-Woo, the family-looking man got out of the car.

Jin-woo did not even have to trace his memory to remember his name.

He was a familiar figure to Jin-woo in many ways and appeared in the economic news of the Republic of Korea.

"I am the president of Yoo-Jin Construction, nice to meet you, Hunter Sung Jin-Woo."

It was Yoo Myung-han.

After, Yoo Myung-han bowed his head with his back straight.

A greeting that was not rude, nor fueled by hidden motives.

Jin-Woo was deeply surprised by the ordered and sophisticated movements: "This is a true greeting" he thought.

Jin-woo did not expect to be received by the president of such a large

company so politely.

Because he was polite, Jin-Woo also leaned back.

"I'm Sung Jin-woo."

As soon as the brief introduction ended, Yoo Myung-Han said.

"First of all, I'm sorry for not having contacted you, but if you do not mind, could you give me some of your time?"

"..."

A small question passed over Jin-woo's head.

If he wanted to get in touch with Jin-woo, he could have done it through his son without having to visit him in person. Why the president of Yoo Myung-han dared to come here?

Swallowing such questions, Jin-woo asked.

"Something wrong, sir?"

Yoo Myung-han replied with a look of regret.

"It's hard to say here."

'MMM'

Jin-woo, wearing a hood and a comfortable training suit, looked at Yoo Myung-Han.

As there were people walking the streets at random, you could not make important conversations on one side of the road.

Jin-woo understood that.

The question is.

'I have nothing important to share with this famous president'.

I could not guess the subject of the conversation.

'Will it be about Yoo Jin-ho, his second son and vice president of my Ahjin Guild?'

While Jin-woo's response was delayed because of his conjectures, there were many people who, without realizing it, looked at the president. There were even some who wanted to take pictures and take out their cell phones.

The president of Yoo Myung-han felt a little impatient when the eyes began to focus on him.

However, if Yoo Myung-has missed this opportunity, it would be difficult for them to talk again

He had a reason to meet Jin-woo. So he gathered his courage and spoke.

"Hunter Sung, could you come with me? ... What I will tell you is not bad."

Jin-woo suddenly looked back.

Amid the intense interest of the reporters, I could see Yoo Jin-ho happy ... to keep seeing that ...

Jin-woo once again swallowed his smile.

Jin-ho also seems to be busy today.

Having mastered the dungeons for a while thanks to the care of the big guilds, Jin-Woo thought it was time to take some time off.

Then, Jin-Woo nodded.

"Good"

"Thank you"

Suddenly, the president of Yoo Myung-han, who lowered his head, opened the back door of the car as a VIP guest.

"Please, come in."

When Jin-woo came on board, the president who returned to the other

side sat next to Jin-woo. the car was so big that the seats were roomy even after two strong men rode it together.

Just before departure, Jin-woo asked.

"Where we go?"

"There is no specific place to go, if there is any place where Hunter Sung Jin-Woo feels more comfortable going ..."

Jin-woo shook his head and the president of Yoo Myung-han started the car.

He looked at Jin-woo again.

"I know where we can have a quiet conversation without anyone paying attention, I'll take you there."

Jin-woo leaned back on the cushion sheet. Maybe it's an expensive car, so the cushion was beyond description.

The car started without sound and they reached their destination.

"Come on Hunter" said Yoo Myung-han

Afterwards, a gentleman came to open the president's door, but Yoo Myung-han shook his head. Then the gentleman approached the other side where Jin-Woo was.

The gentleman opened the door. As Jin-Woo left the caroo, he looked up

at the tall building.

'Surely that's where we'll talk' he thought to himself.

But at the same time, a crew gathered around the president and Jin-woo, who did not know what to say and bowed 90 degrees.

"Welcome Sir"

"Welcome Sir"

The crew of people (according to the Korean were 6 people) who greeted the president all spoke at the same time.

How much practice is needed to perfect this?

"Come on, Hunter."

The president of Yoo Myung-han led the way to the building without a hint of greatness.

Near the top of the building, the windows were studded with the letters "Yoo Jin Engineering and Construction".

"..."

Soon Jin-Woo followed Yoo Myung-han to the building.

Yoo Myung-Han walked with Jin-woo when they entered the building.

But suddenly...

The employees saw the president and came to greet him.

Yoo Myung-Han kept his face expressionless and nodded in response to everyone's greetings.

A man of great stature.

President Yoo had the same atmosphere as President Go Gun-hee of the Hunters' Association.

Jin-Woo followed Yoo Myung-han silently, while guessing how he was president in the eyes of his employees.

But afterwards, employees who bowed to Yoo Myung-han soon showed interest in Jin-woo, who was walking alongside him.

'Who?'

'What? The?'

'Do not ...?'

Employees opened their mouths to find out about the S-class hunter who took off his hood when he entered the building.

The best S-class hunter and the best businessman in the country walked together. Who would not be surprised when the two entered the Yoo Jin

Construction headquarters together?

'Ugh!'

The eyes of the staff (staff / employees / personal ... as you want to say) widened.

It was not clear why Hunter Sung Jin-woo was with the president.

The two were the best in their respective fields and it was a wonderful sight when they were standing side by side despite the great age gap between them.

It was a scene that a man would have to admire.

After going through a wave of looks, the couple climbed to the executive elevator that was waiting for them.

As President Yoo kept his mouth shut, Jin-woo did not say anything either. The elevator stopped and they went straight to the president's office.

Ting-!

In front of the door, Secretary Kim, who is like President Yoo's right arm, was waiting.

He quickly bowed to Jin-woo and bowed to President Yoo.

"I'm sorry, sir, a customer is waiting inside."

"A client?"

The face of Yoo Myung-han's president was rigid.

"Did not I tell you not to let anyone in while I was gone?"

Kim never made mistakes. Therefore, President Yoo's face was more surprised than angry.

Kim replied vaguely with embarrassment:

"That's what I told him, but he was so stubborn ..."

"Huh"

Yoo Myung-han quickly realized who the guest was.

While shaking his head, he pointed to Jin-Woo in the president's room.

"It's nothing special, so you do not have to worry about that."

Suddenly, the door to the president's office opened.

An old man was sitting on the couch and looked through the newspaper.

"Why can not I get in touch with you, brother? You canceled today's

appointment so suddenly."

It was Yoo Seok-ho, his famous brother, whose forehead was bald. Yoo Myung-han frowned at his brother who was about to get up.

"Did not you say you have something important to do today? I'm busy now, so come back later."

"No, I know exactly what your schedule is, but today I'm busy."

Then, the flashy Yoo Seok-ho stopped talking immediately.

"Uh, what?"

However, when he saw the person next to President Yoo ...

Others may have thought first about newspapers and news images, but when Yoo Seok-ho remembered this person ... he first remembered his daughter's social media site. He remembered seeing two people in a friendly way there.

'Is it really Sung Jin-woo?'

To confirm it, he opened the newspaper, which he had held, compared the photo on the cover to Jin-woo's face and blinked in disbelief.

Jin-woo could have been embarrassed, but somehow he did not like this bald man without a name.

The reason was simple.

'Because his eyes look a lot like Yoo Jin-ho's?'

'Will Yoo Jin-ho change like that when he gets old ... and goes bald?'

In Jin-woo's head, Yoo Seok-ho, who has already become an old Yoo Jin-ho, extended his hand with a big smile despite the way his older brother treated him.

"Very good! Hunter Sung Jin-woo!"

"Ah"

Jin-woo took his hand by surprise.

Yoo Suk-ho greeted warmly and introduced himself as if he was dealing with someone he had not seen in a long time.

Therefore, when Yoo Seok-ho greeted him so politely, Jin-Woo gave him a rough answer.

"Oh, yes, it's good to see you."

President Yoo looked surprised when he looked into his eyes with anxious eyes. Yoo Suk-ho shrugged and stretched his chest as if he had

seen it.

'You see it? This is the man my daughter is leaving with, brother. '

Being the daughter of a great pharmaceutical president, the father of course was looking for a man who is worthy of his daughter just as he is.

'Unfortunately there are few men like that in Korea.' thought...

But when she saw her daughter with Sung Jin-Woo she could not keep her calm ... of course ... because of happiness.

After...

When it seemed that Jin-woo and Yoo Seok-ho knew each other, President Yoo who was trying to say something provocative to his younger brother did not say so.

"Very good, I'm retiring."

Only then, Yoo Suk-ho let go of Jin-woo's hand he held.

"You said you had something to talk about, so I'll leave you."

When Yoo Suk-ho left the office with a satisfied smile, he stopped next to Jin-woo.

"And hunter Sung Jin-woo."

"Yes?"

"You can always hold on to me and you can stop by my house, we will always be waiting for you to visit us."

"..."

'Hold me to you?'

'Will they always be waiting for me?'

"Hut-hut-hut"

Afterward, the cheerful pharmaceutical president who made a mysterious noise disappeared like the wind.

At the same time he left ...

The president of Yoo Myung-han asked Jin-woo carefully, who was waiting with curiosity:

"How did you meet my brother ...?"

Upon hearing President Yoo's question, Jin-Woo spoke calmly.

"I met him for the first time today."

Yoo Myung-han's face hardened when Jin-woo answered.

'Yoo Seok-ho, this brat ...' (REMEMBER THEY ARE BROTHERS, IT IS NORMAL THAT YOU CALL MOCOSO EVEN IF YOU ARE AN OLD BALD)

Well then....

President Yoo was finally facing the guest.

Then, the president, who hid his emotions instantly invited Jin-woo to take a seat.

"Please take a seat."

Yoo Myung-Han sat on the other side.

At the right time, Kim asked the president.

"Would you like a cup of tea, sir?"

"I'm fine, ask the Hunter."

"No, thanks."

Jin-woo also shook his head.

Then Yoo Myung-han said out loud.

"You apologize for a moment, Kim, I have something to tell the Hunter."

"It's fine sir"

Kim's secretary left the room and closed the door.

He was instructed in advance.

From now on, even if the president received guests, they should not be allowed in until further notice.

This meeting had a different level of importance.

".."

".."

As in the elevator, a silence filled the room.

But its weight was different ..

This time, Yoo Myung-Han needed time.

It was not an easy conversation to discuss personal matters.

Then, the president of Yoo Myung-han opened his mouth after a while.

"Hunter..."

Jin-woo, who had been waiting quietly, received a quiet reception.

"Tell me"

Yoo Myung-han pulled out a check he had prepared from his arms. It was a check issued under the famous name of Yoo-Jin Construction's main bank.

However, it was different from ordinary checks.

There was not a single written number that indicated the value of the money owed.

"Look, please."

He pulled out such a check.

Jin-woo, who looked at the check for a moment, looked up.

At that very moment, President Yoo Myung-han made a difficult comment.

"I'm not a snob who believes money can buy anything, even more, if you're a S-Qualified Hunter who can make money without regrets ..."

Yoo's mouth was still drying.

For President Yoo, this was even more shocking than when he began speaking in front of tens of thousands of employees after losing his

father, and when he was surrounded by hundreds of reporters.

Of course...

The importance of the problem could not be compared to the situation at that time.

His father's desire was to see more of his life, the future of the company to which he had dedicated his whole life and the growth of his children.

"So I would appreciate it if you could think of this as a manifestation of my sincerity."

Seeing the president's eyes, Jin-Woo could guess why he chose this place as the place to talk.

What the president was going to tell him from now on should never leak.

It's not like it's an invitation to join the guild.

That's why he seemed to have chosen his territory to be able to control 100 percent, except if a natural disaster hits him (so we can only say 99.9%?).

Jin-woo, who was a person of quick wit, I ask.

"What do you want of me?"