She set down the wine glass she had been holding and took a deep breath.
She felt suffocated.
The worries that had been troubling her lately had only deepened with each passing day.
It was because Taeshin’s construction business, which she had started a few years ago, continued to suffer in a downturn.
Although Taeshin was only moderately successful among major corporations, Hye-kyung had been satisfied with that much.
Even if it was only mid-level, being a major corporation meant Hye-kyung’s life had been enriched to a degree incomparable to before.
She could support Su-jin lavishly and receive respect from anyone not from a family better than Taeshin.
The privilege of receiving exceptional treatment wherever she went was like a drug.
To Hye-kyung, her current life was something she had long desired and naturally obtained, and she couldn’t imagine living any lesser.
In that sense, the existing Taeshin had been providing her with a very satisfying life.
But Dae-ho thought differently.
He wanted and coveted more.
Taeshin Construction was a symbol of Dae-ho’s ambitions.
Here is the translation of the given passage:
The beginning was certainly not bad.
It was because of the help from Choong-ho, a heavyweight investor who had made Taeshin what it was today.
Hye-kyung and Dae-ho first met Choong-ho not long after they had adopted Su-yeon.
“I came because I’m curious about your future business plans.”
An elderly man in very shabby clothes had suddenly shown up to see Dae-ho.
At that time, Hye-kyung, who had just come to the company after having lunch with Dae-ho, also encountered Choong-ho.
She could never forget the chill and thrill she felt when she first saw Choong-ho.
His formidable appearance, almost making eye contact feel threatening, radiated a strange aura.
Hye-kyung still couldn’t explain the feeling she had at that time.
It was as if she was enchanted or mesmerized.
While Hye-kyung was lost in thought, Dae-ho, judging Choong-ho by his appearance, deemed him a crazy beggar and was about to kick him out.
It was Hye-kyung who stopped Dae-ho.
Although Dae-ho looked displeased with Hye-kyung, he ended up reciting the business plan in front of Choong-ho, following her earnest persuasion.
Dae-ho’s attitude was extremely disrespectful, and his voice full of dissatisfaction, but Choong-ho did not take his eyes off Dae-ho, listening to every word.
When Dae-ho finished, Choong-ho said,
“I will invest. The amount doesn’t matter, think about how much you need and contact me.”
With those words, Choong-ho left only a business card and silently disappeared.
Stunned by the mention of investment, Dae-ho and Hye-kyung, who had been staring at the spot where Choong-ho sat, belatedly examined the business card.
It was a plain card with just the name Park Choong-ho and a cell phone number.
Dae-ho immediately frowned upon seeing it.
“That crazy old man, for sure. What’s he to talk about investing! What do you know to tell me to explain to him?”
Dae-ho was fuming, perhaps embarrassed to have lowered his posture in front of such an insignificant old man.
But Hye-kyung felt differently.
An unfounded certainty washed over her that Choong-ho might be the benefactor of their lives.
“Try contacting him and tell him how much you need.”
“Are you out of your mind? Didn’t you see how that old man looked? And this business card too. Anyone can make these if they throw a few bucks.”
“Still, try it. If nothing comes of it, we’re no worse off than before. I have an unusual feeling about this. So please, listen to me this time, dear.”
Hye-kyung spoke with conviction.
Dae-ho looked at her disapprovingly but, a few days later, did as Hye-kyung suggested and contacted Choong-ho.
The amount Dae-ho mentioned to Choong-ho wasn’t a calculated investment need but rather a randomly blurted figure.
However, less than 10 minutes after hanging up the phone with Choong-ho, that exact amount was deposited into Dae-ho’s account.
It was nothing short of a miracle.
Choong-ho finding them, Taeshin Mulsan, then a mere mid-sized company, becoming the Taeshin Group it was today.
Since then, Choong-ho appeared like a ghost whenever Dae-ho needed help.
It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that the current Taeshin was made by Choong-ho.
Here is the translation of the given passage:
Yet, Choong-ho had been avoiding meeting Dae-ho for several months now.
Hye-kyung sighed deeply and picked up the wine glass she had set down.
“Just hang in there a bit longer.”
“Hang in there for what? Do you have any solutions?”
Dae-ho spoke in a sarcastic tone, crinkling his forehead as if he didn’t want to hear it.
Despite Dae-ho’s displeasing reaction, Hye-kyung spoke without showing any annoyance.
“Dong-hoon has returned to Korea.”
“Dong-hoon? Are you talking about the grandson of Chairman Nam of Han-kyung Group?”
“Yes. You know, right? Su-jin has liked Dong-hoon a lot since she was young.”
“I know, I know. So, what’s the plan? Do you have any special strategy?”
Dae-ho’s face brightened instantly as he heard about Dong-hoon.
“There’s no special strategy. We need to meet them first.”
“Who?”
“Madam Han-kyung.”
Hye-kyung twirled her wine glass in the air.
The wine, splashing against the glass, boasted a deep burgundy color, similar to Hye-kyung’s lipstick.
After being captivated by the wine for a while, Hye-kyung emerged from her thoughts and curled her lips upward.
“Back then, Taeshin had just reached the level of a major corporation, but now we’ve established our position, and with TK backing us, they’ll consider it favorably.”
“Do you think you can handle it well?”
“Come on. Our Su-jin is so pretty and smart, what’s there to worry about?”
Hye-kyung glanced once towards the second floor where Su-jin would be sleeping, then turned back to Dae-ho.
“So, just hold on a little longer. With both TK and Han-kyung backing us, we can look for other investment opportunities.”
After saying that, Hye-kyung tilted her glass and gulped down the wine.
A drop of wine, not quite making it into her mouth, dangled from the edge of her lips.
The sight resembled a mythical monster that had feasted on human blood.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
