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Jong-seok, who was looking around waiting for the two fathers to come, opened his mouth.

"But don't you have a closing job?"

"What?"

When Jonathan asked, Jong-seok looked at the store and said,

"Why isn't anyone working at the burger house and it's just you guys? Let's eat something until your parents come."

"That's... we rent until three o'clock, so we don't have any employees."

"Ah!"

Jong-seok smiled at Jonathan's words and looked toward the ceiling of the store.

"So the CCTV's going to be off?”

"That's... Yes."

"I've been working hard on it."

Then when Jong-seok woke up, Jonathan and East's faces hardened.

They are anxious whether they are trying to use their hands. Jong-seok shook his head and approached the fallen bodyguards.

Bodyguards' faces hardened as Jong-seok approached them. It still hurts where Jong-seok hit.

When the bodyguards stepped back, Jong-seok said.

"I'm relieved that I'm not trying to hurt you."

Then he first approached the man whose hand had been bent upon him and carefully grabbed his injured arm.

"Crowl!"

Jong-seok said, looking at the bodyguards groaning in pain from their hand bones.

"You said it was a job, but... Do you want me to hit an innocent man?"

When Jong-seok pressed the blood of his arm several times and injected the inner strength, the bodyguard's face was puzzled.

Depending on Jong-seok's hands, the pain and hotness begin to decrease quickly, and it feels cool.

"Don't lift anything heavy for a week, you'll be better off with a bedclothes and physical therapy.

And began to look at the bodies of other bodyguards. Then, the wonder was young on Jong-seok's face.

He saw a familiar tattoo on his bodyguard's arm.

"This tattoo is like someone I know.”

"Do you know anyone with this tattoo?"

"Do you know Harry?"

"Harry? Harry the crazy dog when he does?"

"You know."

"When I was in Green Bere, I went out with him."

"Ah... if anyone knows Harry, I'd make it a little light."

"Are you close with Harry?"

"We got close by working as bedclothes at Blackwood."

"Blackwood? Then where are you from?”

Blackwood is famous in the industry. And the fact that all the Blackwood medical staff were from special forces...

Therefore, Jong-seok thought that Jong-seok was also from a special forces unit. Jong-seok smiled at him and said,

"I wasn't a full-time employee because I was only an intern.”

East's face hardened as Jong-seok and his bodyguards laughed and talked.

What are you doing with the one who hit the crazy guys and the one who hit them?’

East muttered inwardly and looked nervously at his cell phone. It's been half an hour since I contacted him, but my father still hasn't come.

And...

East bit his lips on his father's letter.

When East was looking at the text, Jong-seok sat on the chair and said,

"My father must be very busy. Seeing that your son says he's in a hurry but can't come."

"Because you're busy."

At East's words, Jong-seok looked at Jonathan while he was looking at him.

"What about your father?"

"He'll be here soon."

And I could hear the door swaying as if the words were not wrong.

Chop, chop, chop, chop, chop!

Chemi said to the last stone at the sound of the door shaking.

"Somebody must be here."

"Open up."

Chemistry opened on Jong-seok's horse.

"You must be chemistry."

The face of a middle-aged white man entering the store with a smile on his face was young.

There was something strange going on. The children were rigid and on one side sat bodyguards.

'Why are they?'

Bodyguards never sit down. If you sit down, the reaction slows down when the protected person is in a crisis.

A middle-aged man, looking around him with a curious face, frowned. I saw a table smashed on one side.

A middle-aged man frowned.

'Something's happened.’

When a middle-aged man raised his finger, three bodyguards in black suits came in through the door.

A middle-aged man accompanied by bodyguards immediately moved to Jonathan.

"Father."

A middle-aged man, nodding at Jonathan's call, glanced at Jong-seok sitting at the table.

Who is it?

A middle-aged man opened his mouth while looking at Jong-seok for a moment.

"Hurried must have something to do with this guy."

"Yes."

When a middle-aged man raised his hand at Jonathan's words, a bodyguard pulled a chair for him.

A middle-aged man sat in a chair and looked at Jong-seok.

"Yes, what's the emergency?"

"Are you also from the Eagle Club here?"

"Yes, but what's your name?"

"This is Lee Jong-seok. Call me Li."

"I'm Hayson Haron of Goldring. Say Haron."

Jong-seok nodded at Haron's words and said,

My brother's here at the club, and he's a little... We didn't get along well.“

Haron nodded as he looked at Jong-seok.

"That's why your brother stepped up.”

"It's not because I'm out, but because I'm in a bad situation. I don't want to be a brother. "I'm here to talk to you..."

Jong-seok said, looking at the fallen bodyguards.

"They came forward."

"Hmm...."

When Jong-seok said, Haron looked at him and turned his head towards Jonathan.

"Are you hurt anywhere?”

"Not yet.”

"Not yet?"

At the word "not yet," Haron's face was filled with wonder. If you're not hurt, you don't know why you're saying "not yet."

Haron, who was looking at Jonathan for a while, saw Jongseok.

"But... judging by the situation, you're the one who called me, and I think you asked me to call you... Is that right?"

"You're fast, maybe because you're a money giver."

"So... what do you want to say?"

Jong-seok opened his mouth to Haron's words.

"The kids were smarter than I thought, so I raised my hand right away. So I didn't have as much trouble as the kids were worried about."

East's face hardened by Jong-seok's words.

'You don't have a hard time?'

Even thinking now, the power that had just crushed him was quaint and frightening.

"Wow!"

When I thought about it again, Haron glanced at him and saw Jong-seok at the sight of East, who looked as if he was going to vomit in the midst of it.

"What a relief?"

"Usually in Korea, when these rich family children suffer, parents often take their place. And I don't think the United States is that different."

"Hmm... that's why you called me. For fear of revenge?"

"I'd like to talk to you before something trivial happens. And I want to let them solve their problems."

"Didn't you come forward already to say that?"

"So you're going to step up.”

"It depends on what you've done, asking the kids about the situation. And you'll have to hear from the other side of the house."

Jong-seok nodded at Haron's words.

"You're sure you're going to make the kids fight.”

"Looking at the situation..."

Jong-seok, who was looking at Haron, opened his mouth.

"Good thing I called Haron here."

"Will you apologize?"

"Not an apology... I'd like to add a few more things Harron needs to think about before anything bothers me.”

"How many?"

"I'm going to call two people from now on. Then Haron or any other adult will help us judge the situation."

Then Jong-seok put his cell phone on the table and pressed the call button.

A few names came to Haron's mind, simply written as Tom.

'No, it's too big for an Asian like this to know.’

Jong-seok is probably calling to show off his friendship with someone he can't move.

But Goldring and the parents of the children here are also big names in Boston.

They weren't the ones who couldn't do what they wanted to do just by pushing anyone at them.

When Haron thought of it, someone got a cell phone.

Hey Lee.

"I told you there was someone I wanted to introduce to you to.”

Yeah, maybe he's here.

"Yes, I'm listening to you on speakerphone right now."

Oh! Really? Hello. I'm Tom Black of Blackwood.

Aaron's face hardened by Tom's words.

'Tom Black of Blackwood?'

He was one of the big shots he thought of. If he is Boston's big shot, Tom Black is big shot all over the United States.

Blackwood is a five-finger mercenary company in the U.S. Five fingers in the U.S. is equivalent to five fingers in the world.

It was a conglomerate that went beyond the concept of a service company.

As Haron was looking at his cell phone with a surprised face, Tom's voice came.

Hello? Did you get cut off?

At Tom's curious remark Haron hurriedly said.

"Hayson Haron, Boston Goldling."

Ah! Someone introduced you to Lee, and it was Haron of Goldring.

And Tom, who had not spoken for a moment, said again.

It's an investment company, isn't it?

Perhaps Jane was next to Tom and explained to him what the gold ring was like.

"Ah... Yes."

Do you have any investment proposals?

At Tom's words Haron looked at the last stone for a while and said,

"No, I'll just say hello and say hello."

All right. Are you listening, Lee?

"Yes."

There's no way, so the employees are disappointed. If you need to come to the U.S. next time, please come.

"Okay."

Jong-seok, who finished the call with it, saw Haron.

"Is it helpful to understand the situation?"

"Who else?"

I said I'd call two people, so I'm curious about the other one.

Looking at Haron like that, Jong-seok said, pressing his cell phone.

"You're an investment company, so you know this guy. Maybe you've seen it."

And when I pressed Jongseok's number, Haron hurriedly looked at the cell phone.

But there were Korean letters on top of it, so Haron couldn't read it.

Instead, Huh Jung-nam's face, which read the article, was a bit of a mystery.

"Gin's tagger? Is that your name?”

Jong-seok smiled at Heo Jung-nam's words and looked at Haron. Haron was looking at the stalks with a stiff face to see if anything had come to mind at the word Jean Tagger.

'No way, Jin Yang-woo?'

An Asian man with the kind of character that he knows... And the big shot that can rival Tom Black... There was only one.

When Haron looked at Jong-seok with surprised eyes, Jin Yang-woo's voice came from his cell phone.

Is anyone here to introduce the agenda?

"Do you happen to know Goldring, an American investment company?"

Gold ring... Gold ring...

Jong-seok opened his mouth to Jin Yang-woo's muttering voice as if he couldn't remember well.

"You're listening on speakerphone right now. Say hello."

Oh yeah?

Then Jin Yang-woo began to speak fluent English.

Nice to meet you. I'm Jin Yang-woo of Daesan Investment.

Haron jumped up at Jin Yang-woo's words. Then he looked with astonished eyes at the stalactites.

"Uh...how?"

"Are you on the phone?"

When Jong-seok said, Haron hurriedly pointed his face at his cell phone and said,

"It's nice to talk to you. I'm Hayson Haron, CEO of Goldling, an investment company in Boston, USA."

It's rare for an agenda to introduce a business person, how do you relate to our agenda?

When Haron didn't know what to say to Jin Yang-woo, Jong-seok opened his mouth.

"He's the father of a friend who goes to the same school as Professor Heo's son."

Oh! How's Professor Heo?

"Well."

Jong-seok opened his mouth looking at Haron.

"If your son is doing well, all fathers are doing well.”

Hahaha! That's true, too. But Professor Heo's son seems to have a good friendship. It's because my friend introduced me to my father that the agenda is on the agenda.

"I think it's going to be better."

That's a relief. Haron?

Haron hurriedly said to Jin Yang-woo.

"Yes, here it is."

It's also fate that the agenda introduced him to me and the son of the licensed doctor and the father of my friend. I'd like to see you next time if I have time.

"Lawmaker?"

This is the hospital I owe you. Then I'll call you if I have to go to Boston.

"Do so."

Jong-seok said to Haron, who bowed politely.

"The baby is growing well."

Maybe it's because the agenda has treated you before, but your atopic dermatitis is getting better and growing well. Can you come for my son's birthday in two months?

"I have to go. I'm the godfather of the king."

Wang Shu was the name of Jin Yang-u's son, and Jong-seok was the godfather of Jin Wang-su.

Hahaha! Yes, the agenda is godfather. Of course you should come. All right, let's get in touch.

Jong-seok, who finished the call with it, saw Haron.

"Was it helpful to understand the situation?"

Haron looked at Jong-seok with hard eyes at his words.

'Tom Black and Jin Yang-woo....'

Tom Black, however, compared to Jin Yang-woo, Goldring was like a mom-and-

Jin Yang-woo's assets alone amounted to 30 billion dollars, and Daesan Investment, which he represents, is a company with 300 billion dollars worth of investment.

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