"Khuh-huh."
Two days after the contract for the supply of red lizard hides and hearts was signed.
President Joo Yong-ho and I (Averick) were riding in the president's special vehicle to the Samyoung Group headquarters,
But the problem is...
"Khuh-huh."
The fact that CEO Joo Yong-ho keeps looking into his bag and coughing in vain.
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Hi, sir.
If you keep staring at it like that, you'll get caught by the Aberric in your bag.
I tapped the keys of my keyboard.
Tata tak.
Aberrick's voice was heard through the wireless earphones plugged into CEO Joo Yong-ho's ears.
-Secret! Secret!
I saw President Joo Yong-ho hastily turn his gaze to the window.
They say this guy is the third generation of a conglomerate, but isn't he just a bunch of nonsense?
Please stop moving your legs.
I guess I was nervous because my legs were shaking so much that the screen was shaking up and down, making me feel dizzy.
I sat on the sofa and ate some french fries.
Well well.
"It's already the fourth time. The fourth time. Don't you think a rich guy like me can act more confidently? It would be bett er if I used a machine like VR, ugh."
Of course, the story I vaguely heard at the mountain meeting was somewhat sad.
From a young age, he was pushed around and bullied by his second son, and even the executives he trusted turned ag ainst him.
But the more I listen to it, the more it seems like the chairman is like the first person.
If the chairman hated this guy, he wouldn't have given him five days, let alone five seconds.
But the fact that they gave us five days to resolve the emergency clearly meant they wanted to give us a chance.
I don't know why President Yongho Joo, who even studied abroad, didn't notice this.
"Well, the person involved might not be able to see it. That's why we sent Aberrick in to find out."
If you get caught, just run away in a mini fighter jet.
What? Isn't it over if I unsummon it?
Wouldn't it be more romantic to escape by breaking the glass with a mini fighter jet?
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Fortunately, as soon as he entered the building, President Joo Yong-ho stopped shaking.
"Hello, boss!"
"Hello, boss."
President Joo Yong-ho greeted his employees with a solemn expression, as befitting a third-generation chaebol. Then he got into the executive elevator and leaned against the wall with a slightly deflated expression.
"Phew... You see. It's not easy."
Yes? What is it?
Are your employees bending at a 90 degree angle?
If you have a herniated disc, it might be difficult to bend over.
President Joo Yong-ho sighed and looked down at Aberrick.
"I'm not the type of leader. I work hard because it's a family business, but... it's hard to even get greetings from my employees."
A cold sweat broke out on President Joo Yong-ho's forehead, wondering if it was hypocrisy.
"But when I think that the livelihood of these employees, and even their families, depends on me, I have no choice but to work hard. So please take care of me today as well."
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Hmm, I've slightly revised my prejudice against this gentleman.
At first, I thought he was a typical cold-blooded businessman who would persuade others by any means necessary, and then abandon his business partners when he had taken advantage of them.
But when I actually look at it, I can smell a bit of humanity.
It slightly raised the score on the scoreboard in my mind.
Of course, you can't let your guard down until the very end.
Tiring.
The elevator door opened and President Joo Yong-ho's expression became stern again.
Thud thud.
A young woman's voice was heard from somewhere beyond Aberric's sight.
Looks like the chairman's secretary.
"The chairman is waiting."
"thank you."
Not long after, the sound of President Joo Yong-ho opening the door was heard.
Bam.
I moved Aberrick and brought his eyes to the holes I had previously drilled inside the bag.
It was finally thanks to the reduced movement that the motion sickness subsided.
Oh, why, what.
Have you ever seen a remote healer with 3D motion sickness?
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"You're here, sit down."
Just looking at the old man, who naturally brings to mind the image of a 'chaebol chairman', was sitting in the chairman's chair.
It appears that this person is Samyoung Group Chairman Joo Hwan-ki.
I remembered seeing it on the news a few times.
Chairman Joo Hwan-ki asked President Joo Yong-ho out of the blue before he could even sit down.
"You must have found a way, right?"
President Joo Yong-ho nodded, as if he was familiar with Chairman Joo Hwan-ki's style.
"Yes, that's right, sir."
Oh my, what's the point of calling them Chairman among rich people?
He's the chaebol we see in dramas.
"Tell me."
"Yes, recently..."
At that time, President Joo Yong-ho lowered his head and was unable to continue speaking.
The hand of Aberric, which I was controlling, was pulling President Joo Yong-ho's arm.
"Sir, sir...?"
President Joo Yong-ho was flustered by the unexpected situation.
I maneuvered Aberrick out of the bag.
Oh my, how frustrating it was.
Ah, it's not that I'm actually out of breath, it's just the screen frame that shows the inside of the bag.
Because I'm covered with a cozy blanket in my room.
Rather, I feel a little sleepy.
widely.
"Sergeant Aberrick!"
President Joo Yong-ho's face turned pale at the sudden appearance of the doll.
This is the office of the chairman of the third largest conglomerate in Korea.
Even though they are rich, they went through a thorough security check.
But you brought a doll that talks like this?
If Chairman Joo Hwan-ki thought it was an 'attempted ambush', he might have thought that everything would be turned upside down. Among the chaebol families, there were cases where the father was poisoned to rise to his position.
But I have already done all the analysis.
'Chairman Joo Hwan-ki trusts President Joo Yong-ho. A lot. To the point where he considers him as the next successor.'
Chairman Joo Hwan-ki took care of President Joo Yong-ho, knowingly or unknowingly.
Just by listening to the story that CEO Joo Yong-ho told with a sigh, you can fully understand it.
So, I too took a gamble.
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"President! Hi!"
Aberrick climbed up onto the desk of Chairman Joo Hwan-ki and waved his hand.
Chairman Joo Hwan-ki looked at Aberrick with a rather curious expression.
"What is this thing?"
Averick held out his hand.
"Sergeant! Aberrick!"
Chairman Joo Hwan-ki smiled and shook hands.
"This little guy is a sergeant?"
But President Joo Yong-ho was so flustered that he couldn't continue speaking.
In the scenario we wrote together, there was no such development at all.
Sorry, Mr. Joo.
"Sergeant! Aberrick! Prepare for battle!"
Averick placed the canoe he was carrying on his back down on the desk.
And then he got on the canoe.
Kuk.
Phew!
Wings sprouted from both sides of the canoe and a propeller sprouted from the front, turning it into a mini fighter jet.
Booo000000000000000000!