Chapter 847. Intimidate (2)
“So, you’ve been doing whatever the hell you felt like, huh?” Hwang Jeong-Hu loudly tutted away.
“I guess so,” Kang Jin-Ho chuckled gently.
What Hwang Jeong-Hu said could be construed as rude, but Kang Jin-Ho had no problem accepting it with a smile on his face. After all, this man had the qualifications to be rude. He was the one and only Hwang Jeong-Hu, wasn’t he?
“I’m simply charging ahead as I see fit, Chairman.”
“Tsk, tsk... Your subordinates must be sweating bullets because of you. Am I right?”
Kang Jin-Ho chuckled again.
He recently realized how incredible Hwang Jeong-Hu was as a person and a leader. Only after becoming the head of a large organization called the Martial Assembly did Kang Jin-Ho learn the difficulty of leading so many lives and ensuring their survival.
Kang Jin-Ho always respected Hwang Jeong-Hu as a great man. But the degree of his respect went up massively in recent days.
The previous respect was about how Hwang Jeong-Hu had managed to leave behind a historic achievement in his chosen field of profession. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say Kang Jin-Ho's respect toward Hwang Jeong-Hu was vague and not all that well-defined. However, getting the first-hand experience transformed that vague feeling into something far more vivid and real.
“Okay, so...” Hwang Jeong-Hu muttered while picking up his coffee cup.
Sluuuurp...
That coffee cup could be described as antique or unfashionable, depending on who you asked. Still, Hwang Jeong-Hu didn't seem to care as he gulped the hot drink down.
“...Chairman? Isn’t that coffee hot?”
“Well, you are also old... No, wait. You were old. Uh, mm... You were old once. Yes.” Hwang Jeong-Hu frowned slightly as if he still hadn’t gotten used to it.
Then again, who could blame him for having a hard time getting used to the fact that this young man before his eyes was older than him in reality?
It wasn’t as if Hwang Jeong-Hu refused to accept this situation. It was just that "normalizing" this situation was where he had been stumbling somewhat. After all, humans were visually driven animals.
“Well, it doesn’t matter,” Hwang Jeong-Hu roughly scratched his head. “Okay, so. You probably didn’t come here to shoot the breeze. Am I right?”
Kang Jin-Ho and Jo Gyu-Min showed up in the morning without any announcement, which flustered Hwang Jeong-Hu somewhat. Although he recovered enough to brew some coffee for his guests, Hwang Jeong-Hu still felt a bit taken aback by this development, so he continued to stare at Kang Jin-Ho with unreadable eyes.
‘The original Jin-Ho is one hell of a big fish, isn’t he?’
In the past, Hwang Jeong-Hu wouldn't have felt this way just because Kang Jin-Ho suddenly showed up at his doorway. Back then, he viewed Kang Jin-Ho as an enigma who also required his guidance like a grandson.
But now? This Kang Jin-Ho had grown into too big of a fish, and Hwang Jeong-Hu wasn't sure how to deal with him anymore.
‘And I thought of him as my potential successor, too!’
Once upon a time, not too long ago, Hwang Jeong-Hu seriously entertained the idea of installing Kang Jin-Ho as his heir. But that position didn't match Kang Jin-Ho's station anymore.
From what Hwang Jeong-Hu could gather, that Korean Martial Assembly, or whatever it was called, seemed much larger in scale than Jaegyeong. Even the annual revenue should not fall too far behind that of a legitimate corporation like Jaegyeong, too.
If the financial wherewithal was more or less the same... Why would Kang Jin-Ho be interested in another job?
‘Forget a successor... It would’ve been more like a takeover, no?’
Hwang Jeong-Hu cackled to himself.
It seemed his idea would remain as a pipe dream now. If it was Kang Jin-Ho when he knew nothing, Hwang Jeong-Hu might have stood a chance. But now? Kang Jin-Ho should know how extremely stressful it was to lead a large-scale organization. In that case, he'd be less than willing to shoulder another burden called the Jaegyeong Corporation.
Kang Jin-Ho sipped his coffee while stating his business. “I simply wanted to hear a confirmation from you, Chairman.”
“Confirmation? On what?”
“To find out I’m doing the right thing.”
“Mm? I thought you no longer have any doubts?”
“Yes, I don’t,” Kang Jin-Ho slowly nodded. “I have zero doubts, but that doesn’t mean I can do whatever I feel like. I need someone to offer their objective opinion.”
“Don’t you have Chief Jo for that?”
Kang Jin-Ho and Hwang Jeong-Hu both turned their heads to stare at Jo Gyu-Min.
The Chief of the Secretaries panicked slightly at the weighty gazes of two big fish and hurriedly and animatedly waved his hands. “I, I'm not qualified enough for that, Chairman!”
Hwang Jeong-Hu tutted loudly. “Tsk, tsk. What a disappointment you are.”
“I’m sorry, sir. But that’s the truth...”
“You don’t even have the eyes to see if the organization is running properly, yet you still dare show up to work? You salary thief!”
“But I thought... I’ve been pulling my weight, though...” Jo Gyu-Min cowered and looked away to avoid meeting Hwang Jeong-Hu’s burning glare.
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