Story of a Big Player from Gangnam

“Really? Is something going on?”

“I learned that all of the GH companies prepared their year-end profit and loss report along with their new year’s plans, and sent them to you. I haven’t prepared anything since we haven’t done much yet.”

“You can skip it this year. It has been only two months since we started the intercity bus service business.”

“We are recording our daily income though. Even if I don’t verify it, the Chinese partners are doing it on their own. They are very thorough in doing it. The accounting department and also the operations department take care of it.”

“Really?”

“There is a big chart hanging on the wall behind Vice President Chun Chang’s desk. It’s a daily income chart showing different categories by bus, route, and also the driver. They update it daily.”

“Haha, really?”

“We are making 1.5 million won per day by running five intercity buses. When I asked them to increase our number of buses to twenty by next year, Chun Chang said that we would probably be able to increase it to ten. They raise the number of buses based on demand forecasting.”

“Hmm, I see. How’s your family, Jae-Sik? Your wife and the baby are doing well, right?”

“Yeah, they both are healthy. The baby cries too often at night. Other than that, we are fine.”

“That’s good.”

“Oh, I was told that your wife speaks Chinese very well.”

“Well, how good she could be, because she moved to China not long ago.”

“I heard about your wife’s fluent Chinese from here and there. People told me that she is very talented in languages.”

“I don’t know about her talent, but I know that she studies a lot for sure. The only time when I study the Chinese language is the time when I get a private lesson from Eun-Hwa Jo, but my wife is different. She mumbles what she learned that day all day long by herself while doing house chores. If her Chinese improved exceptionally rapidly, that’s probably because she studies and practices it a lot, rather than she has some sort of inborn talent for it. She mumbles in Chinese while doing laundry and cooking at home.”

“Let’s move everything here to our condo in TowerPalace.

“I still want my own place…”

“After our baby is born, are you going to go to work in the hospital?”

“I need time to think about it.”

Young-Eun selected things that she wanted to move to TowerPalace today, and Gun-Ho put them in a bag. They were books and clothes mostly. Young-Eun was sitting on the floor while picking her clothes. She looked beautiful, Gun-Ho thought. Gun-Ho went close to her and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

“What was that for? Stay away, Mister!”

Gun-Ho didn’t back off. He gave a kiss to Young-Eun’s bulged belly this time.

“What? Stop it!”

“It was not for you. It was for our baby.”

Young-Eun laughed out loud.

“Oppa, let’s go to the pork cutlet restaurant since it’s close from here. That’s the place where we had our lunch for the first time.”

“Sounds good. It was on the second floor of a building around Arko Arts Theater in Daehakro.”

“That’s correct.”

Gun-Ho and Young-Eun headed to Arko Arts Theater in Gun-Ho’s Land Rover.

“I feel refreshing being here with you again.”

“I was shy when I met you for the first time.”

“Me, I was like… wondering what is this middle-aged man doing here?”

“A middle-aged man? Haha. Did I look that old?”

“At that time, you talked about arts and paintings. You looked very intelligent and sophisticated. Now I know that all the knowledge that you showed off that day were things that you heard from President Shin.”

“Well, I still have that knowledge somewhere in my head.”

“You were good.”

“Let’s order the same dish that we had back then.”

“Sure.”

Young-Eun looked happy that day. She often smiled while having the pork cutlet.

“Eat as much as you feel like you want. You are sharing it with our baby.”

Gun-Ho cut the pork cutlet into small pieces in a bite-size for Young-Eun.

“Oppa, when we go back home, let’s take the road in the direction to Sungshin Women’s University. I want to look at the view while driving around Gilsangsa Temple after passing the Starbucks there.”

“I can go all the way to Samcheonggak if you want.”

They continued to have their pork cutlet with a glass of sprite. They looked happy together.