Chapter 496 - A Little Trip to Yangpyeong County (2) – Part 1
Chapter 496: A Little Trip to Yangpyeong County (2) – Part 1
After having the cold noodle with young radish kimchi, that Artist Choi prepared for them along with a pumpkin pancake and rice wine, Gun-Ho and Young-Eun came out of the house. Once they walked out of the house, a small vegetable garden unfolded in front of their eyes. In the garden, all kinds of vegetables were growing. There were peppers, lettuce, spring onions, etc.
“I think I need to spend some time around here to get sober before driving to Seoul.”
“Let’s then take a walk till the house over there with a blue roof.”
Gun-Ho and Young-Eun held each other’s hands and started walking.
“Oppa, maybe we should move to this area after we retire.”
“Nah, there are too many bugs here. I got bitten by a mosquito earlier. I hate insects.”
“Oppa, you like being surrounded by nature, don’t you? You told me that you used to go fishing in Pocheon City pretty often.”
“Yeah, I do love fishing.”
“I want to see you fishing.”
“We won’t see the bite during the daytime. Usually evening is good for fishing.”
“Really?”
“There is a nice vacation home close to my favorite fishing site in Pocheon City. It belongs to Chairman Lee who I know very well.”
“A vacation home?”
“Yes, its land itself is 1,000 pyung large, and its floor space is exceeding 200 pyung.”
“He must be very rich.”
“A retaining wall construction site?”
Gun-Ho made a call to Director Yoon.
“Mr. Director Yoon, where are you?”
“I’m in the construction site where the retaining wall is.”
“Retaining wall?”
“Since it has been raining a lot lately, the southern part of the retaining wall collapsed a bit. It’s not a big deal though. The construction crew is on the site, and they are working on it right now. I will get back to the office soon.”
“I see.”
Mr. Adam Castler came to Gun-Ho’s office, accompanied by an interpreter who was not Interpreter Lee but the new hire from the trading department. He was a smart-looking young man.
“Mr. Lee is not coming to Dyeon Korea any longer?”
“He will be here this afternoon. He will pick up his stuff here in the afternoon, and then he will go back to his home in Seoul. He said that he wanted to see you before leaving.”
“Oh, I see.”
“I asked the accountant to issue him 5 million won for now. He will need living expenses for the first and maybe second months in India. We completed the currency exchange as well through the Korean Foreign Exchange Bank.”
“Hmm, I see.”
Secretary Seon-Hye Yee brought three cups of green tea to Gun-Ho’s office. While sipping his tea, Gun-Ho said to the interpreter, “How long have you been with us?”
“It has been nine months, sir.”
“You seem to speak English very well. What was your name? Director Kim told me your name, and I forgot.”
“It’s Myeong-Joon Chae, sir.”
“Hmm, your last name is Chae, huh? It’s one of the rare family names. Where did you learn your English?”
“I actually studied abroad.”
Myeong-Joon Chae was nervous, and his face was hardened at first. He later seemed to feel better as Gun-Ho was talking to him with a smile. He turned out to be a very good interpreter.
“You sometimes would have to do the interpretation work after hours. Since you were hired as part of management rather than production, you wouldn’t get paid for those extra hours.”
“I’m well aware of it, sir. I will do my best.”
Gun-Ho was wondering how old he was, but he didn’t ask him. He seemed to be five years younger than Gun-Ho.
Gun-Ho directly asked Mr. Adam Castler with his simple English, “How is your new interpreter?”
“Oh, he is the best interpreter!”
As he responded, Mr. Adam Castler raised his thumb. Gun-Ho laughed out loud, and Myeong-Joon Chae scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.
Mr. Adam Castler opened his note and said, “I have one more thing that I want to report to you, sir.”
“What is it?”
“We sent 50 tons of raw materials to Dyeon Korea’s company in China.”
“Really?”
“And, the overseas president— Ms. Dingding— sent us the tax invoices issued by the company in China to us via email.”
Mr. Adam Castler showed a copy of the tax invoices to Gun-Ho.
“All we have to do from now on is making money, huh?”