Jong-seok frowned at the man's words that he had nothing to do with the youth.

'The check he gave you will have fingerprints and cannabis ingredients... There must be his saliva on the butt I picked up..."

Jong-seok, who was thinking about it, smelled his appetite and looked at the men in suits standing behind him.

Three bodyguards attached to one and a man who looks like a secretary. He is the son of a rich family.

Then...

'You've got money to plug it in.’

There is no trash like this around Jongseok, but I knew this was happening because I didn't watch dramas or news.

Sweep!

Jong-seok smiled at the young man's hair. The man opened his mouth when the young man was about to flare up again at the laugh.

"I'll see you next time, then."

Jong-seok reached out his hand while looking at the man's words, which meant that he would definitely see him again, not greetings.

"Give me a business card. If I... if I don't touch him, I'll be scared to know which one of your sons is from."

At Jong-seok's words, the man put out a business card from his pocket.

"Well, then..."

When the man moved with his business card, Jong-seok stared at him and opened his mouth to the bald young man.

"Dad must have shaved his head. He's not a runaway. He's got his head cut for an accident. You're so young."

The young man's face hardened by the whispering of Jong-seok, and his bald head turned red.

And...

"You bastard!"

A young man came upon Jong-seok's body with abusive language. It happened in a flash and before the men and bodyguards reacted, the two fell on the floor and rolled around.

Hwang Hee-jin and his bodyguards rushed to the floor as Jong-seok and the young man fell on the floor.

"Hey! You bastard!"

"What are you doing! Take it off quickly!"

While Hwang Hee-jin and the man were approaching shouting, Jong-seok's hands were moving fast, avoiding people's eyes.

Tata! Tata!

With the movement of Jong-seok's hands, the young man's body began to bleed. But the young man was just trying to hit Jong-seok without even realizing it.

With such a young man's fists lying down, Jong-seok glared at him, avoiding well around.

'Go on with your vagina.

Along with him, the man and Hwang Hee-jin separated Jong-seok and the young man.

"You! Wipe your throat and wait!"

"Yes. Goodbye."

When the young man was about to have another seizure of Jong-seok waving his hands as if he was annoyed, the man hurriedly winked at the bodyguards.

Then the bodyguards took the young man and hurried out of the hospital.

Hwang Hee-jin frowned at the scene.

"Anyhow, the pups in the house are cheap.”

Jong-seok shook his head at Hwang Hee-jin's words.

"It's not that the son of a house has no scruples."

"Huh?"

"It's just that he's a scumbag."

Money doesn't mean that everything is cheap.

Even though Choi Hyun is the son of a rich family, he is not enthusiastic about socializing with people.

Besides, I do a lot of good things such as hospital ship management.

The one who just left without money is a worthless dog.

"Are you all right, by the way? It hurt a lot when you got hit earlier, didn't it?

Jong-seok shook his head at Hwang Hee-jin's worried remarks.

"It's all right."

"So why are you getting hit? Just hurry up! Beat it down. You're good at fighting.”

Jong-seok, whom Hwang Hee-jin knows, was a master of Shaolin martial arts. Two years ago, the crew of a Chinese fishing boat overpowered the majority in a flash.

I wonder why such Jong-seok was getting hit.

"My friend used to say... When you fight with someone, you must get hit first, and they told you to fight with a car with a black box and a CCTV.”

Hwang Hee-jin nodded as he pointed to CCTV where Jong-seok was on one side with the horse.

"That's why you got hit at first. To beat it up in self-defense."

"Yes."

"But where's your business card from? Let's see what a great family child he's got, and he's doing this without a law."

Jong-seok looked at Hwang Hee-jin's business card.

'Daedeok Construction?'

It was a company name I've never heard of.

"Do you know Daedeok Construction?"

Hwang Hee-jin shook his head at Jong-seok's question.

"What name do you hear and what! I thought it was your son. Isn't that a company that you're hearing about?"

"Would a listening company have three bodyguards for their son?”

"Is that so, too? Anyway... it's a bit stuffy."

Although Hwang Hee-jin came out because of the fever, it was uncomfortable to have Hwang Hee-jin with a wealthy family.

"Don't worry. I'll take care of it."

"Let's go up."

Jong-seok nodded at what Hwang Hee-jin said, followed him and glanced at the door where the young man had left.

'Have a hard time somewhere.'

It was sphincter and genitalia where the young man's body got bloodshot.

That means that when you feel like you need to go to the bathroom, it's pouring out.

For example, the open button on the butt is pressed?

And the second genital part... It's not usually a problem, but it's been let loose when the blood flow is concentrated.

That meant no when you were trying to. Of course, you won't even think about using the front page when you're dragging your feet behind your back.

If I had more time, I would have had some more bloodshot wounds, but that's all I've done for now.

At this rate, it would be a terrible hell for him.

***

Daedeok Construction Co., Ltd.

It is a construction company with Heunggwang Construction as its predecessor. In 1999, Chairman Wang Dae-duk changed his name to Daedeok Construction, which had suffered financial difficulties due to the IMF.

.......

Jong-seok, who searched Daedeok Construction on the Internet, found that Daedeok Construction was a fairly sound construction company.

Like other companies, they did only one construction project without reaching out to various industries.

There were many apartments and power plants built by Daedeok Construction. After thinking for a while, Jong-seok took out his cell phone and called lawyer Moon Bang-woo Hong Seok.

Jong-seok was lost in thought as he heard the sound of a thunderbolt.

'I'm sure he's going to do something.’

If something like this happens in the drama alone, whether it's the party or the father or the secretaries, they do something.

The first thing I remember was my current job... I don't know what kind of connections you have at Kyunghwa University Oriental Medicine Hospital, but you might want to cut it.

And my parents... But I didn't mean to be easily beaten. If you use your money to cheer up, you'll ask those you know.

I'm sorry, but if you listen to the story after you are killed, you'd better talk first and ask for help.

After a while, Hong Seok answered the phone.

Mr. Lee, long time no see.

"I'm calling you for the first time since I met you at the traditional seowon in winter. How have you been?"

Traditional seowon was holding a small gathering at the end of the year. It's not like a calligraphy contest, but it's like a year-end party by gathering groups that are separated from each other like before.

And since last year, Hwang Myung-in from Wonju of Cheongseowon has been attending. Anyway, Jong-seok has not been able to attend the Moonbangwoo meeting since then due to his internship and examination at the oriental medical clinic.

I'm doing fine. So, how's your internship?

"Life's fine, but... I feel a little uncomfortable."

Something uncomfortable?

When Hong Seok was curious, Jongseok told him about his connection with Daedeok Construction.

Hong-seok, who was listening to the story, opened his mouth after a while.

I guess that rascal often gets into trouble.

"I don't think it happens once or twice. But how do you know that?"

He's quick to deal with. Which means the people below are used to it because it happens often.

"I see. How did you get out of the law so easily? Drunk driving and marijuana."

I'm just apologizing for being in the legal profession.

"I don't mean that. I was just wondering.”

We need to find out about Daedeok Construction, but... First of all, there is a system of managing children in rich families who are in trouble.

"What about the system?"

We're putting a string in the police or the media and stopping it immediately when something related to the guy who caused the accident comes in. In this case, you mentioned the car number when you called 112.

"Yes."

As soon as the number of the car comes up, the information goes to management. And he changed the driver of the car before the police went and solved the cannabis problem.

"But how'd you handle marijuana? I collected his marijuana butts and sent them to the police.

If the person who turned himself in has confessed, there is no reason to sell more. And if he's a rich family son, he's already done with it.

"I see."

Anyway... that kind of bastard doesn't have a good aftertaste. Would that be all right?

"There's no significant movement yet."

If you wait until you move, it'll be after something hard happens to Mr. Lee and his family members. In times like this, it's better to move first. Shall I call my friends?

Adults in literary circles have connections and influence in all walks of life. I don't know what Daedeok Construction is like, but if adults move, I could prevent them from touching the stalactites enough.

"Then... please."

I'm sorry, but Jong-seok didn't refuse.

All right.

Hwang Hee-jin tapped Jong-seok on the shoulder who hung up the phone with it.

"Let's go."

"Yes."

Jong-seok nodded and raised himself at Hwang Hee-jin's words. Work has come, but there are patients who need to be treated.

***

Boo-woong!

Wangshin, the son of young Daedeok Construction, grumbled as if his fever was running out in a luxury car that was going smoothly.

"I'm supposed to tighten that bastard up. Hey! There's no way!"

"The president has ordered us to take action otherwise."

"Really? Bury it."

At Wangshin's words, Ko Seong-sil shook her head with a bitter smile.

"I'll get him out of the hospital for now."

"That's enough?”

"I've studied for six years and become an oriental doctor, so if I don't let you go there, you wouldn't have lived.”

"And? Wouldn't that be the end?"

"Lee Jong-seok's house runs a small snack bar.”

"There you go."

"We'll send a food and sanitation department to the snack bar for sanitary inspection and an investigation by the National Tax Service."

"That's it?"

"That's a big blow to the general public."

"And?"

When asked by Wangshin as if there was no more, Ko Seong-sil tasted it.

"I'll send a few people over and get a hand on it."

"Yes! Because he's an oriental doctor. Make sure your hands are silenced! Then saliva ha ha ha!"

It seemed to me that I liked beating up rather than losing my job and letting my store go bankrupt.

And... ...something stinking began to flow through the car.

"What is it? What's this smell?"

When Wangshin said with a frown, Ko Sung-sil looked around in wonder.

"It's not even a farming village..."

If you run in the countryside, something like cow dung can flow into your car, but this is Seoul.

I don't know if it's exhaust fumes. It's not like this stinky smell...

"What!"

Then came the screams of Wangshin from behind. The face of Ko Sung-sil, who looked back hurriedly, hardened.

Wangshin was fluttering his hips on the chair, and there was dung water flowing underneath it.

'There you go.’

Wangshin opened the window thinking how good it was to laugh and pee.

But this was the beginning of Wangshin's misfortune.

***

After a few days of quiet time, Jong-seok called Hong-seok.

And according to that, he moved from Daedeok Construction.

I remembered that Lee's parents were running a snack bar, so I contacted the food sanitation department and the tax office, and they contacted me.

"Food and Hygiene Department and Tax Office of Taxation?”

Hygiene and taxes... Those are the two things that get robbed. It's kind of a grandiose way to target a snack bar, but it's also a sure way.

Jong-seok nodded at Hong-seok's words. That's right. No matter how clean they are, hygiene and taxes are the only things that can be robbed if they enter professionally.

"So."

I asked him to pretend that I had to go because the report came in.

"Thank you."

And I got to know a little bit about Daedeok Construction... It's a company founded by a gangster.

"The gangster?"

I heard from my juniors that the chairman of the company is a former Chinese gangster who started the company by attracting Chinese capital. Just in case, I asked the snack bar to strengthen its patrol.

"Thank you."

I think you'd better refrain from going out of the hospital until things go well with Daedeok Construction. Fist is faster than the law. It could be dangerous.

"Okay."

Jong-seok, who hung up the phone, got up after thinking for a while. Then he approached Kim Cheol-bong, the leader of the medical office.

"Sir."

"Why?"

"Can I go out tonight?"

"Outgoing?"

"Please."

Jong-seok lowered his head and Kim Chul-bong nodded as he looked at him.

"Come in by seven tomorrow.”

"Okay."

Jong-seok, who bowed his head at Kim Chul-bong's permission, glanced at his watch, took off his gown, put on his overcoat and began to leave the medical office.

A gangster. If what you want is violence, I'll do it for you.’

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