First Job of a Conglomerate Detective

Translated by: Nescafe1. 

Seoul is full.

With as many as 10 million people crowded into a small space, no matter where you look, you will inevitably feel suffocated like a crowded subway.

There are many people but the land is small, so it is natural that there is not enough space to build houses. Even today, the sighs of homeless people with no place to lay down their exhausted bodies echo in the Seoul sky.

'shit. Someone lives in a semi-basement room where cockroaches as big as the palm of one's hand rush to be friends, and someone has built an abanggung in Hannam-dong, a place known as the land of golden snails in Seoul.'

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abanggung - Qin Dynasty founder Qin Shi Huang's palace where he kept consorts and concubines. 

A part-timer in his mid-20s, wearing a crisp white waiter's uniform and carrying a plate of sautéed foie gras, one of the world's top three delicacies, once again looked around the vast mansion and its grounds filled with green trees.

'Did you say the lot is 20,000 pyeong? When I heard that it was roughly the size of 10 soccer fields, I thought it was a lie, but when I actually got here, I realized am I actually in Manchester United for training? Wooohhhh so spacious!… … .'

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pyeong - is a Korean unit of area and floorspace

In addition, the magnificent European-style mansion built of pure white marble was completely different from the White House that I had only seen on the news.

Just when I thought I might be lost in the mansion, a heavy shock came to the back of my head.

"Bro, all the foie gras are cold! I can't get to the table soon!" can you move. 

"I'm sorry, bro."

The part-time worker quickly apologized to his cousin. Thanks to his cousin, who was a full-time waiter at this mansion, he was able to be selected as a house party waiter. He works a part-time job earning 300,000 won per day, that's a lot of money.

It's ttan-dang-danda.

While a 20 orchestra people was playing Mozart's "Eine Kleine Nahatmusik," tables were lined up horizontally in the grassy garden.

The part-timer couldn't take his eyes off to the beautiful girl among the all-female orchestra members wearing black dresses, and ended up getting hit by her cousin again.

"Sautéed foie gras."

A part-time worker who safely serves the dishes in both hands and quickly returns to the kitchen to bring the lamb steak. At that time, I heard an old man's voice from behind me.

"Thank you everyone for coming to see this old man."

A part-time worker who looks back without realizing it. He looked closely at the old man, who had a booming voice, had a straight back, and seemed full of energy.

'That person is Kim Yong, Chairman of Cheongma Group, Korea's No.1 Richest Man.'

A cold face that doesn't seem to come out even if you scare the hell out of him. So isn't the nickname 'Gwimyeon (鬼面)' meaning 'ghost face'?

'The vice of robbing other people's companies at a low price without blood or tears as soon as they show weakness… … .'

puck!

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puck - Hobgoblin

"Why are you like this! "You want to see your cousin getting fired!"

"I'm sorry, bro."

The part-timer, who had been hit in the back of the head by his cousin, quickly ran towards the kitchen. In his mind, he thought that he had nothing to do with the people who lived on this cloud.

After this day, I will probably never see the Cheongma Group conglomerate from this close again.

* * *

Meanwhile, Chairman Kim Yong continued to speak in the garden.

"This old man seems to be quite lucky too. "The family is so harmonious and came together to congratulate this old man. I wouldn't mind dying today."

In response to Chairman Kim Yong's nonsense, his eldest son Kim Nam-jin, who serves as the president of Cheongma Electronics, stepped forward as the representative.

"Hahaha."

I hope my father live long and live well, so please call him not only at New Year's Day but also at White Year's Day. At that time, my whole family will be outside the country my father doesn't like traveling so he stay's here, so call him guys… … ."

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White Year's Day - is celebrated annually on March 14, one month after Valentine's Day

"You idiot, do you think I'm this happy just because of the 80th birthday party!"

"aren't you happy?"

Chairman Kim Yong looked up at the sky with an overwhelmed face. Two streams of tears flowed from his tightly closed eyes.

"Didn't you finally achieve your father's long-cherished wish of becoming the No. 1 group in Korea? "I mean, I completely destroyed the Myeongseong Group at my university."

Kim Nam-jin tried hard to hold back the snort that came out inadvertently. Cheongma and Myeongseong are the two largest conglomerates representing Korea and have been fiercely fighting for first place since before and after liberation.

In particular, Chairman Na Cheon-young, the founder of Myeongseong, was from Haeju, Hwanghae-do, and Kim Hee-rae, the founder of Cheongma and Chairman Yong Kim's late father, was from Gurye, Jeolla-do, so many people called the two chairman 'North and South Korea's twin heroes.' Namjin Kim thought while crying.

'But throughout the 2000s, I was pushed aside by fame. After Chairman Cheon Young passed away and his youngest son Ra Seon Woo took charge of the group, the market capitalization increased incomparably.'

However, starting in 2014, when Ra Seon-woo entered a difficult situation, for some reason he lost interest in money-making businesses and devoted his full attention to poverty relief, various social projects, and relief for children in Africa, donating large sums of money.

'Thanks to that, our blue horse briefly reversed its market cap for the first time in the first quarter of 2015.'

However, as the eldest son, it would be impossible to break the mood of the protagonist of the 80th birthday party. Kim Nam-jin just clapped his hands to cheer up his father.

"Is that all there is? "Didn't Dohyeong, our family's eldest grandson and the future leader of Cheongma Group, finally return to Korea after earning an NBA degree from Jefferson Business School, the most prestigious school in the United States?"

"Oh my, Dad. The NBA is a basketball league played by black Americans. "It's an MBA."

Kim Nam-hee, Chairman Kim Yong's beloved youngest daughter, corrected the truth in a way that did not offend him, but the very excited chairman did not pay attention.

"Now that I think about it, where did Dohyeong go? No matter how good he is, he don't even come to see this old man! Namjin, what happened to him?"

"Well, father. Dohyung also knows the date. "Do you know why he haven't come yet?"

Kim Nam-jin turned his gaze to his wife, but she just shook her head. Right then.

"Uh, you can't come in!"

Bodyguards stopped a man approaching the garden. However, they could not actively stop the man because he was wearing a blue police uniform and a police cap with an eagle on it. Suspicious whispers began at the table.

"Why is there a police officer all of a sudden?"

"Well, have you ever received a complaint about being noisy? "I guess they called because of the sounds of the orchestra for no reason."

"There isn't even a single house nearby, so what kind of complaint is this?"

The man who arrived at the table, gently biting back the waiters who were holding him back, slowly took off his police cap.

The moment the neat and dignified face of a man in his late 20s was clearly revealed, Chairman Yong Kim foamed at his mouth.

"Aren't you Dohyeong? "Yes, why are you wearing a police uniform?"

"Congratulations on your 80th birthday party, grandfather."

The 80th birthday party was no longer a problem.

Chairman Kim Yong shouted while pointing his finger.

"Boy, today is not a masquerade party. Disguise yourself as a police officer... … ."

Kim Do-hyung smiled softly and slightly shook his head.

"It's not a disguise. "His grandfather's first grandson, Kim Do-hyung, has officially become a proud police officer of the Republic of Korea today."

"Well, what! "I tried to get you back after getting your MBA and be active in the company, but you ended up freezing to death as a police officer!"

Kim Do-hyung, who opened his eyes wide at his grandfather's progress, asked a question.

"Didn't you say you would invest a whole year into my future?"

"Yeah, that's right. However, this old man thought that you were training your mind and body before jumping into business in earnest, so he willingly allowed you to take a year's break."

"During that one year, he passed the police exam and attended the Central Police Academy."

In response to Kim Do-hyung's naturally virtuous answer, Chairman Kim Yong asked in a voice that was almost torn.

"Why on earth! "Why does this Kim Yong's grandson, who is worthy of envy in the world, become a worthless police officer!"

Kim Do-hyung's face, which had been smiling mysteriously the whole time, slowly became serious.

"I want to serve justice to anyone, and protect the people in korea."

* * *

'Is this finally my first day at work?'

Sitting alone in the backseat of a luxurious Cadillac limousine over 6 meters long, I looked out the window half excited and half nervous.

'300 meters in front of Hongil District, Seoul Mapo Police Station.'

I checked the sign and quickly told the driver.

"Please stop here."

"We still have to go to our destination a little further, Master Dohyeong."

Seo Chang-ho, the driving manager in his early 40s, slightly turned his head and answered softly. Manager Seo, who has been my companion ever since I returned from studying abroad in the United States about a year ago, was quiet and loyal, as befits a chauffeur from a chaebol family, and I liked him.

'In fact, he is like a butler who takes care of all my personal affairs, so I treat him like a group manager.'

"If you don't want your identity to be discovered by the district seniors, you have to get off here and walk."

"Oh, I see. Then we will stop here. "Get off with caution."

"Thank you for your effort."

"By the way, what do you want to do after work?"

"I'll call you."

"I will pick you up on time. Please be careful."

I checked my turquoise police uniform top and bottom to make sure there were no wrinkles in the mirror provided in the car, then got out of the limousine. I couldn't help but smile bitterly at the thought of having to leave my perfectly good limousine behind and walk 300 meters to work every day.

'I can't help it since my grandfather is so angry.'

When I showed up wearing a police uniform at the 80th birthday party, my grandfather was shocked and couldn't break my stubbornness, so he shouted and ran into the mansion.

"Then, there is nothing I can do about kicking away the luck that has rolled in. Instead, even if you go to that damn police station, never reveal that you are my grandson.

"Young persons in Korea would not support a company that even the eldest grandson of Cheongma Group doesn't want to work in their own company!"

What you said was correct. As members of a conglomerate like us, we cannot help but be extremely sensitive to the disclosure of our family's information, as even the smallest of actions can affect the entire group's stock price.

'I wonder what effect it will have on the stock price if it is revealed that I, who is called the future successor of Cheongma Group, is actually a district police officer, or rather, a trainee who has not yet become a police officer.'

It was time to hurry my steps while thinking dull thoughts. A white and blue patrol car was approaching me on the road in front of me.

'Looking at the direction, it looks like a patrol car coming from the direction of Hongil District University.'

Just as I was wondering if I should salute, a patrol car screeched and stopped in front of me. The person sitting alone in the driver's seat was a man about my age wearing the same police uniform as me. The man opened the passenger window and asked.

"Are you coming to Hongil District?"

After all, first impressions are the most important. I saluted politely and shouted at the top of my voice.

"Hello!!! Kim Do-hyung, a trainee at the Central Police Academy!!! As of June 15, 2015, I was assigned to Hongil District… … ."

"You done? "Get in!"

"Yes?"

"You're the trainee who's coming today, right?"

"Yes! That's right!"

A man in his 20s motioned for me to quickly get into the passenger seat.

"There is no use going to the district office.It's an emergency and there's no one around. "Just go to the scene with me."

Emergency? Site? Deployment? These were somewhat shocking words for a young police trainee to hear. I got into the passenger seat of the patrol car feeling like I was possessed by a ghost.

'What on earth is happening, from the first day of work?'

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First time translating if you see error point it out so I can edit it right away!