episode_0432

It’s not Mr. Dang, it’s Mr. Moyong.

That fact alone was enough to make you look suspicious, and even the timing of the request for a meeting was unusual.

What could it have been if it wasn’t a coincidence of timing that I took advantage of the opportunity to briefly break up with Tang Soso and be alone to ask for a meeting?

And what does it mean to say that he targeted the exact timing and requested a private meeting?

This probably means they were watching us from the beginning.

I don’t know, but I think he was keeping a close eye on the movements of my office and I from the moment we landed at the airport.

What is important here is, of course, what is the intention behind such actions… It is highly unlikely that he approached it with good intentions, saying, “Let’s do good before others.”

I don’t know anything else, but I was able to confidently say that one thing.

If he had approached me with good intentions, he would have approached me boldly and openly instead of trying to contact me secretly, avoiding people’s eyes.

However, the other person did not do that, so my thoughts naturally had no choice but to lean in that direction.

‘By the way, Mr. Moyong.’

It was a name I had heard of before.

Hayoung mentioned that name once when she was explaining about the martial arts faction.

Hayoung explained that they were a Murim family that had made the land called Liaoning, which each clan and faction chose as a refuge after losing their home as the mainland of China burned down, their home for generations of their ancestors.

At the same time, what he added was that each family and clan that left their original place of residence and took refuge in Liaoning began to grow over time, and as a result, their prosperity was not as good as before.

If you think about just those words, no more, no less, what would it be?

It was a situation where Mo Yong-se could not help but be angry.

They took pity on those who had lost their place to live and became refugees, so they accepted them in a special way, but they did not even think about the favor and now that they have some strength, they are sneaking over Nawabari, which has been managed by their ancestors for generations.

-These crazy bastards are so fucking loud even though they didn’t even live here to begin with. I’ve lived here since the beginning, and I managed it like my ancestors, and I worked hard to maintain security, and I never gave up even when I was treated like a barbarian, but this is our land, and these bastards somehow came here. Although he is a refugee, he only irritates the order of Liaoning land.

To put it bluntly, should I say that from Mo Yong-se’s point of view, it would not be strange if the situation turned pitch-black and called a turret song like that to get rid of it?

But in such a situation, he secretly approached me, who could be said to be the party’s prospective son-in-law, in this way.

Are they planning to recruit me and cause trouble within the party?

It is most likely for that purpose.

Otherwise, I have not been officially recognized as a son-in-law and there is no reason for a high-ranking person of the Moyong family to secretly ask me to be a son-in-law in this way.

And let me be honest about my thoughts at this point… No matter what they proposed, I had no chance of accepting it.

Would you say I’m crazy?

In this situation, accepting Mo Yong-se’s proposal is the same as pouring oil on one’s body and jumping into the fire.

Why do you think that?

That’s right… Considering the capabilities that the Party and Sacheon Group have shown so far, there is no way the Party could not have figured out this meeting.

They are probably already aware of the fact that I had a secret meeting with Mo Yong-se’s associates, and in such a situation, would anyone attempt to do something suspicious?

How is that any different from begging me to put some poison in my food?

‘Tsk…’

If I had known in the first place that this was an event prepared by Mo Yong-se and not the party, I would not have accepted the invitation.

It confuses people for no reason and it’s a shame.

Thanks to you, I even had that thought for a moment, but what can I do?

The water has already spilled.

So what is the best thing to do in this situation?

It would be like pretending to be interested in the other party’s proposal, stealing the other party’s funds, and then passing it on to the party’s office.

“What is it for?”

Needless to say, that was why I said those words with my eyes wide open.

What a childish pun.

Moreover, since it was a pun using the surname Moyong, which they were very proud of, the other person could not help but feel that my remark was very irritating.

The eyebrows of the middle-aged man, who was giving off a dignified aura all over his body, twitched widely for a moment.

“It’s not for anything, it’s for mockery. Haven’t we ever heard of the Moyong family?”

“Ah… I’m sorry. I was just practicing in a remote area…”

Why did you do that?

Isn’t that obvious?

Of course, it was to make the other person think that I was a no-nonsense idiot.

First of all, I have to make the other person look down on me, and then the other person will feel relieved.

It’s like a human being’s instinct to be soft-spoken in front of people he thinks are below him.

So, in that way, I steadily planted the perception in the other person’s head that I was a country bumpkin who didn’t know anything and was a no-nonsense guy… but it wasn’t long before my deceptive tactics blossomed brilliantly.

The evidence was that the eyes of the person looking at me began to show, albeit slightly, as if they were looking down at something that could be exploited as they pleased.

‘Okay, then…’

Would you like to take a look at the bottom line?

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At that very moment, Su-hyeon, who had obediently accepted the invitation, thinking that it was an event prepared by one of the party’s direct descendants, unexpectedly grabbed a member of the family and started taking all the money he had earned.

As for what Dang So-so was doing after leaving the hotel, leaving Soo-hyeon alone in the hotel room, saying that he had work to attend to while he was here… he was inside the headquarters building of Sacheon Pharmaceutical, which can be said to be the Sacheon Group itself.

Although she is said to be working at a branch office rather than the head office due to various reasons, she was definitely one of the immediate family members competing for the position of next president, and as such a person arrived at the headquarters after almost a few years, she was more likely to be in power than other affiliated employees. From the perspective of the employees at the head office, who are inevitably sensitive to this, they had no choice but to go if they were not interested.

Thanks to this, as soon as Dangsoso entered the headquarters building, so many eyes followed her that it was difficult to count them all with one finger, but she ignored it even though she knew about it.

It was because I was already used to that kind of gaze.

In addition, the cotton thread that was placed over the face before entering the headquarters building blocked their gaze to some extent.

Tell me what to do.

As can be seen from the fact that she put on the cotton cloth she always took off in front of the governor or Su-hyeon in Kowloon City, the headquarters was an enemy camp itself for her.

Of course, the reality may be a little different, but at least that was the perception of the party.

That’s because the entire place is full of people who are wary of her, so if you don’t call that place an enemy camp, what else can you call it?

And in a situation like now, where there are people around her who are closely watching her every move, even small gaps tend to stand out.

The fact that applying strength to the lower back made the already upright posture even more upright was the result of taking that into consideration.

As she crossed the first floor lobby, which was still crowded with many people today, with her back straight, what appeared in front of her was…

“Are you here? Miss.”

He was the chief secretary, the unofficial second in command of the Sacheon Group.

“It’s been a while. Uncle.”

For your information, the expression ‘uncle’ that came out of the mouth of the person who greeted him was not something that was appropriately made up to express friendliness to the other person.

Because they were actually related by blood.

My actual cousin was a bit further away than my uncle, but I guess that’s the case for now.

Plus, we’ve seen each other often since we were kids.

Of course, that was only Tang Xiaoso’s position, and the man whom Tang Xiaoso called uncle did not even flinch an eyebrow.

“The Chairman is waiting.”

I just said what I wanted to say without even flinching an eyebrow.

“Please guide me.”

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“You did some pretty nasty things while you were at the branch office.”

“According to family tradition, it is definitely my right to choose who I want to marry.”

“Is this even true?”

Clap la la rock!

A photo thrown in front of the party’s office.

In the photo, everything was captured, from Suhyun getting into a large car under someone’s guidance to entering a building.