“Are you Mr. Seo Ju-Heon?”

The person who came to see Ju-Heon was Kwon Seung Jae, the trash second son of Chairman Kwon.

Yoo Jaeha, who had opened the door, was shocked after hearing his question.

“Huh? Who? Me?”

Kwon Seung Jae scoffed in response.

“Is there anybody other than you over there?”

Yoo Jaeha looked around. Seol-A seemed to have gone to call Ju-Heon.

Yoo Jaeha sighed as if he knew what this person was here for.

"Ah, we don’t need it. Our family is fine, we don’t need insurance, and we are properly respecting our deceased ancestors everyday. Now goodby…”

Kwon Seung Jae desperately grabbed the door as Yoo Jaeha tried to close it.

“Hey, mister! You shouldn’t treat a person who traveled a long way to get here like this!”

Yoo Jaeha snorted as if he found this man ridiculous.

“You should know that there are only three types of people who come to look for our Captain-nim like this. First are his enemies, second are his enemies. Third are his enemies. Regardless of whether you are in the first, second, or third category, you aren't helpful to us so goodbye.”
“Hey! Don’t close the d……!”
“Oh right. I’ll give you this if you don't have anywhere to go.”

Yoo Jaeha threw a red business card through the door.

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