Story of a Big Player from Gangnam

Chapter 840: Acquisition of Miura Machines (4) - Part 1

Gun-Ho was waiting for Jong-Suk Park and the Japanese guests at Soonchunhyang Hospital in Hannam Town.

While waiting for them in his Bentley, Gun-Ho made a call to President Jong-Suk Park, "President Park? Where are you right now?"

"I arrived at Seoul Station a few minutes ago, and I'm on my way there."

"Are you taking the subway?"

"No, I'm in the taxi. I'm in Itaewon Town already. I will be there soon."

Gun-Ho was listening to music while waiting for the others in his car. He then saw Jong-Suk Park getting out of a taxi. Chan-Ho Eom quickly got out of the Bentley and walked toward Jong-Suk Park.

"Mr. President Goo is in the car."

"Oh, okay."

Jong-Suk Park asked Gun-Ho as he got in the car, "Bro, where are the Japanese visitors?"

"They are not here yet. I guess the traffic is bad since it's the after-work rush-hour."

"Really? Okay. We should wait here for them then."

"Chan-Ho, let's go to the bar. We will be waiting for our Japanese guests there."

"After I drop you off at the bar, I will come back here to pick them up, sir."

When Gun-Ho and Jong-Suk Park arrived at the bar, Tae-Young Im and his subordinates came out to greet them.

"Big brothers, it has been a while. Welcome to Pine."

"How have you been, Tae-Young?"

"It's really nice to see both of you."

"How's your business. Is it going well?"

"Yes, it's going alright."

"My Japanese guests will arrive here soon. Please show them the room where I would be sitting when they are here."

"Don't worry about it. I will do that, big brother."

Gun-Ho and Jong-Suk Park entered Pine. Ms. Jang made a fuss about their visit.

"Welcome to Pine. Oh, you brought the Samurai-looking man again, haha. Well, I hope you enjoy your time here with us this evening."

Jong-Suk Park had actually been there before.

Jong-Suk was wondering, "Why am I a Samurai-looking man?"

"Your eyes give the impression of a Samurai. Even Tae-Young wouldn't even think of challenging you. Haha."

As always, Ms. Jang brought floor cushions that were embroidered with a crane.

"I guess your Japanese guests are not here yet. I will get you warm tea."

After a moment, Gun-Ho could hear people talking outside the room. It seemed the Japanese guests had arrived.

Miura Machines' president entered the room with the plant manager, where Gun-Ho and Jong-Suk Park were sitting. He was smiling broadly. Gun-Ho and Jong-Suk Park stood up from their seats to greet them.

"I hope I didn't make you wait too long, Mr. President Goo and Mr. President Park. The traffic was so bad."

"Please take the seat in the middle. I saved it for you."

"You are supposed to take the middle seat, aren't you, President Goo?"

"No, sir. You are my guest here. You should sit in the middle."

Gun-Ho let Miura Machines' president sit in the middle at the table. A moment later, Ms. Jang, who was wearing a Korean traditional dress— Hanbok— neatly, entered the room.

"Thank you for coming to Pine."

Mr. Yoshitaka Matsui, who was sitting next to President Miura, introduced Ms. Jang to President Miura, saying that she was the owner of this private bar.

"Oh oh, Mama San Desukka?"

Ms. Jang looked at Mr. Yoshitaka Matsui with a smile.

"Mr. Yoshitaka Masui, it has been a while. It's good to see you again."

"You haven't changed, Ms. Jang. You are still beautiful."

Mr. Yoshitaka Matsui and Ms. Jang seemed to know each other. Gun-Ho asked them, "You two know each other?"

"Of course, we do, sir. When Mr. Yoshitaka Matsui worked as a correspondent for a Japanese newspaper here in Korea, he came here with Japanese high-ranking officers several times.

"I see."

"Moreover, Mr. Yoshitaka Matsui and my sister in Akasaka, Japan are very close friends."

"Hmm, I see. Well, I guess this is a good day for everyone here. Let's drink. Please bring all of the dishes that you recommend here in Pine."

"Haha. Mr. President Goo, you seem to well grow into a very successful industrialist. I still remember the day when you came to Pine for the first time. You were a young and naïve man at that time. You obviously have changed."

"I guess I am not that naïve anymore,"

"Haha. I was saying that you became more sophisticated and mature. I heard the news that one of your companies became a public company. Congratulations, sir."

"Thank you."

"I will bring the food."

Miura Machines' president was closely looking at the decoration in the room such as the embroidered folding screen, the stationery chest, and traditional Korean paintings hanging on the wall.

"This place looks like a luxurious private bar. I've been to Korea several times in the past for business, but I haven't been to a luxurious bar like this one before. Thank you, Mr. President Goo, for giving me an opportunity to experience this."

Two young men in a white shirt and bow tie brought a big floor table. The table was already set with all sorts of Korean food and liquor such as Sinseollo*, Galbi-jjim*, grilled bellflowers, and roasted button mushroom. The liquor that Ms. Jang chose for Gun-Ho's party was Andong soju. It was served in a ceramic pear-shaped bottle.

Everyone lifted their glass of liquor and yelled, "For GH Machines!" "For President Tsuyoshi-shi Miura's health!"

When the party finished a couple of glasses of liquor, two ladies came into the room. They were carrying Gayageums*. The Japanese guests watched the ladies playing Gayageums with a curious look on their faces.

As the sound of Gayageums resonated in the room, Miura Machines' president and its plant manager looked content. They commented that the music didn't sound foreign to them, and they liked it a lot. At that moment, the room door was open and several young ladies in a traditional Korean dress entered. They were all pretty.

"We hope you all have a good time in Pine."

When young ladies, who were in their 20s, sat next to each man, Miura Machines' president and its plant manager looked a bit uncomfortable at first, but they soon started enjoying the company, especially when they found out that the ladies could speak Japanese fluently.

"Wow. You sound like a Japanese lady."

Miura Machines' president and its plant manager were soon mesmerized by the sensational music and beautiful young ladies.

It was Thursday. Gun-Ho was supposed to go to work in GH Mobile in Jiksan Town and Dyeon Korea in Asan City, but he decided to stay in Seoul.

"Chan-Ho, we are not going to Jiksan Town today. Let's head to GH Building in Sinsa Town."

"Yes, sir."

"After dropping me off at the GH Building, I want you to pick up our Japanese guests from their hotel and take them to Gimpo International Airport. President Jong-Suk Park took the rental car when he left for Cheonan City yesterday. Our Japanese guests need a ride to the airport today."

"Haha. It must be convenient for President Park to take the car to Cheonan City."

As soon as Gun-Ho arrived at his office in GH Building, he turned on his computer. Dyeon Korea's stock price had dropped a lot recently, and the trading volume decreased accordingly, and it was currently maintaining the same low price.

Gun-Ho made a call to GH Machines' President Jong-Suk Park.

"Did you arrive home safely last night?"

"Haha. Yeah. I took the rental car with a chauffeur that we leased for the Japanese visitors to get home. It was very comfortable and convenient."

"That's good."

"GH Mobile's Assistant Manager Seo is here with me. He is showing me how to send funds to Japan, you know the first payment to acquire Miura Machines."

"Really? I think you need to hire someone who will handle trading at your company."