When the eldest elder of the Pan-Taesan Group, the only surviving figure from the previous generation, said he would leave it to their own free will, most of the affiliates sided with Jungsan according to their own interests.
Woo Hee-yeong intended to plead with Jang Geun-ho to step forward and resolve this situation, feeling like she was grasping at straws.
After thinking for a moment, Min-jun spoke.
“Please let me see the materials you’ve gathered so far.”
“What are you going to do?”
“I have to do something.
We can’t just let it be taken away like this!”
At Min-jun’s sharpened voice, Lee Ho-jun snapped to his senses as if he had been doused with cold water in the middle of winter.
He realized that he had given up too early, while Min-jun, whom he had only seen as a child, still hadn’t abandoned hope.
Lee Ho-jun spoke with a hardened face.
“Alright.
Let’s look for something together.”
Lee Ho-jun took Min-jun to the conference room.
Document boxes full of materials were piled high along the wall.
They were materials related to this incident.
They opened them one by one and reviewed them together, trying to find even the smallest clue.
After some time had passed, Lee Ho-jun asked, seeing Min-jun staring intently at the documents.
“Do you even know what kind of document you’re looking at?”
“Well… I did attend the business administration department for two years.”
“Heh.
Something to be proud of.”
Lee Ho-jun let out a hollow laugh at Min-jun’s forced bravado.
The first year of college was a time for learning general education subjects, and what one learned in the second year was only basic content.
On top of that, he had been crazy about car racing and skipped classes like it was a daily routine.
If the group hadn’t managed his grades for him, he would have received academic warnings every time and been kicked out of school long ago.
Even when the entire finance team had clung to it and reviewed it, they had come up empty-handed, so he didn’t think Min-jun, who had only just finished his second year of college, would find anything.
As if to prove that expectation right, Min-jun returned that day without any results.
The next day, Min-jun came out at the crack of dawn and stood in front of the document boxes again.
He had looked at the documents all day yesterday, but honestly, he understood less than 10% of them.
His head only ached from the endlessly listed numbers.
Just blindly searching wasn’t going to work.
He needed a strategy.
Right now, all conditions were unfavorable to Taesan.
Since even the experts had thrown their hands up, reversing the situation would be impossible through normal methods.