Chapter 590 - Bus Line Permit (1) – Part 1
Gun-Ho called for Assistant Manager Ji-Young Jeong to his office.
“This gentleman will bring a passport to you tomorrow. Please get a visa to China for him.”
“Yes, sir.”
Assistant Manager Jeong gave a quick glance at Director Woon-Hak Sim’s face, who was sitting on the sofa, before walking out of the president’s office.
Director Woon-Hak Sim stood up from his seat getting ready to leave and said, “I will bring my passport tomorrow. And, I will see you next week, sir.”
“Sounds good.”
After Director Woon-Hak Sim left the office, Secretary Yeon-Soo Oh came into the office to pick up the empty teacups, and she asked Gun-Ho, “Sir, who is that gentleman who just left?”
“He is a soap opera director.”
“Oh, really? I once dreamed of being an actress in a soap opera.”
“He went broke after producing a soap opera.”
“Oh, it could go wrong? I didn’t know that.”
Gun-Ho looked closely at Yeon-Soo Oh’s face. Yeon-Soo Oh seemed to have once been confident about her appearance and wanted to be an actress.
Gun-Ho thought, ‘She is so naïve. She thinks that every soap opera is successful, and people always make money by producing one. Girl, the soap opera production field is so competitive that some people hit a jackpot while some lost everything they have.’
Gun-Ho made a phone call to President Shin, who was working downstairs on the 17th floor.
“Oh, Mr. President Goo, to what do I owe the pleasure of your call today?”
“I have a favor to ask you, Ms. President Shin.”
Gun-Ho was collecting trash from Minister Jin-Woo Lee when he asked, “Are you done with your beverage, sir?”
“Mr. Class Manager! How’s your business doing?”
“It’s doing fine. I’m getting help from a lot of people. I appreciate that.”
“That’s good to hear.”
That was all Minister Lee said. He didn’t say anything further about the deal under the table.
Another minister who was sitting next to Minister Jin-Woo Lee said to Minister Lee, “Why don’t you introduce our class manager to your wife’s father? So, he can earn a business from them.”
Gun-Ho was frightened and said, “That’s okay, sir. It’s not like my company is manufacturing some universal parts that could be used by any company. We have to be in the same industry to do a business together. It’s not really up to my will or someone’s good intention.”
“Oh, that’s right. You said that your company is manufacturing auto parts, right? Well, then I guess your products would be no use for Minister Lee’s father-in-law’s electronics company.”
“Mr. Minister, can you talk to Hyundai Motor Company instead? So I can sell my auto part products to them.”
“Hahaha. The ministry that I belong to has nothing to do with the automobile industry, so me talking to them won’t do anything.”
When Gun-Ho’s gaze returned to Minister Jin-Woo Lee, he met Minister Lee’s eyes. Gun-Ho could feel the tension between them even though they didn’t say anything. Minister Jin-Woo Lee smiled and looked away first.
Gun-Ho turned around to continue to collect the trash while holding the trash bag. He felt like he could hear Minister Jin-Woo Lee saying behind his back,
[I know what’s going on, dude! You’d better keep your mouth shut though. Otherwise, you and I are dead meat.]
When Gun-Ho arrived home in the TowerPalace condo complex that night, it was almost 10 o’clock.
“Chan-Ho, you must be tired. I’m sorry that you have to drive all the way back to your home in Sadang Town.”
“It’s okay, sir. There would be very light traffic at this hour, so it’s good. I will come tomorrow morning by 8 am.”
“Okay. I will see you tomorrow.”
Gun-Ho took the elevator and arrived at the door. There was a package placed in front of his door. He picked it up and carried it to his home, and he turned on the light.
“Who sent me this package?”
It was addressed to Young-Eun. It was from her aunt in Yangpyeong County.
“It must be things related to the baby and childbirth.”
Gun-Ho placed the package on Young-Eun’s vanity, and he went to bed.
It was Wednesday.
Gun-Ho was dozing off in his office at GH Building in Sinsa Town when he received a call from Jae-Sik Moon in China.
“President Goo? It’s me, Jae-Sik. I just received the bus line permit.”
“Really? How many did they allow?”
“Two Daba (express bus) and one Zhong Ba (mid-size bus) connecting Guiyang City. They also got us two Daba to Yibin City.”
“Really?”
“For Guiyang City, we will run the busses three times per day.”
“Really?”
“I’m going to Guilin Daewoo Bus tomorrow with Vice President Chun Chang. We will buy busses from them.”
“Oh, really? I guess it’s time for me to send the investment funds.”
“Speaking of which, the Chinese partner asked me when they could expect to receive the 3 million dollars.”
“Okay. Tell them that I will send the funds within this week.”
“They said that they would make a sales contract in purchasing express busses, acquire the old terminal, and start the civil engineering work once they receive 3 million dollars from you.”
“Of course. That’s exactly what I expected.”
“There are still some unresolved issues though. The complaints from the residents in the area are still ongoing, and we still need to move a pole to somewhere else. These are a few complicated problems that need to be addressed soon.”
“I see. Well, the Chinese partner will handle them.”
“That’s true. In an effort, they formed a construction Xiaozu (group), and they are having a meeting every day.”