Chapter 714 - Secret Affair in Seattle (3) – Part 1
After Mr. Brandon Burke left Gun-Ho’s hotel room, Gun-Ho and Professor Han were still in the room.
Gun-Ho said to Professor Han, “Thank you for your help today. It was a fantastic interpretation work.”
“It was just interpretation work. What could be fantastic about it?”
“It was very natural and didn’t cut the conversation flow at all. It was very smooth overall. I do like your pronunciation as well.”
“I had fun too. The real business world is very interesting as I have always expected.”
“No, it’s not fun. Which part of what I just did is fun?”
“Well, it is fun for me.”
“I’m going back to Korea tomorrow. Well, let’s go outside and have a drink together.”
“There is a Chicken Valley downtown Seattle. Let’s go there.”
Gun-Ho and Professor Han went to the Chicken Valley and had chicken dishes with beer.
“Let’s have a toast,” Professor Han first suggested.
Gun-Ho replied, “Sure. For the lonely man in the Northwest of the U.S.!”
“Haha, well, I will toast for the great investor who fled from Korea!”
The two men clinked their glasses to each other’s and started gulping their beer.
After finishing his glass of beer, Professor Han asked, “I want to ask you something, President Goo.”
“Sure, what do you want to know?”
“Money?”
“Say, the manufacturing company selling its machine to Lymondell Dyeon for 100 million won. What would he say if I offer him to buy the same machine for 150 million won? Would he be swayed by my offer or not?”
“He would very well be swayed.”
“I’m pretty sure that Lymondell Dyeon and the machine manufacturing company made a Machinery Delivery Agreement.”
“Hmm.”
“I believe that according to the agreement, the machine manufacturing company is not supposed to provide their products to Lymondell Dyeon’s competitor companies without Lymondell Dyeon’s explicit consent, or something like that. It’s an unfair agreement for the machine manufacturing company.”
“Hmm.”
Gun-Ho continued, “However, when the manufacturing company’s president faces the opportunity to make 150 million won— not even 120 million won but 150 million won— instead of 100 million won, he would start thinking of breaching the contract that he made with Lymondell Dyeon.”
“You mean that he might sell their products under the table?”
“I heard that there is a saying in the U.S., ‘Money talks everything.’ It means that it’s money that talks, not a person nor good faith or whatever, but it’s money that talks.”
“Hmm.”
“It’s not me who would convince the machine manufacturing company’s president, but money will do the job.”
Professor Han nodded his head as he took a sip of his beer. And, he added, “I’m merely a scholar who is good at just theory.”
Gun-Ho came back to Korea from his trip to Seattle.
It was Monday, and Gun-Ho went to work in GH Mobile in Jiksan Town.
He first stopped by GH Mobile’s new factory— the factory no.2. Director Jong-Suk Park was not there, but one mid-level manager quickly came to Gun-Ho to greet him.
Gun-Ho asked him, “Are the machines installed completely?”
“Yes, sir. They are all in place now.”
“Director Jong-Suk Park is not coming to this location any longer?”
“He does stop by here sometimes, but I’m the one who stays here all day long.”
“Hmm, I see.”
Gun-Ho took a tour of the second factory, being led by the mid-level manager. He went to the area where injection molding work was being done, and the storage area where the completed products and semi-manufacturing products were piled up, and finally the testing area. When the workers spotted Gun-Ho in the production site, they tried to work harder while lowering their heads. The supervisors and team leads approached Gun-Ho to greet him.
“Do you see any difference while working in this location when you compare it with the previous production site?”
“There is no big change, sir.”
“How many workers are here now?”
“We currently have 100 workers in this location. I was told that all new hires will be located on this production site from now on. Mr. President Song announced it this morning during the executive meeting.”
“So, we have about 400 workers in the factory no. 1.”
“That’s correct, sir.”
“Is there anything that you would like to improve or suggest for this site?”
“We would love to have a company cafeteria here. It takes time for us to all move to the factory no.1 to have lunch every day, and it’s not convenient or efficient at all.”
“Did you tell Mr. President Song about it?”
“Yes, I made the suggestion to him this morning.”
“Okay then. Keep up the good work.”
“Yes, sir.”
The plant manager gave a deep bow to Gun-Ho before getting back to his work.