[012] Turbulent Politics 1

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Jin Yang-cheol, the chairman, sat in his study and casually tossed aside the newspaper he had been reading, a smile on his lips.

The headline of the newspaper was racing towards the outcome his grandson had anticipated.

The Yang-Kim alliance.

The photograph featured the two individuals seated side by side at the public debate held in Korea University's Democracy Square on October 27th.

On that day, the two protagonists of the debate, though sitting on the same stage, had hardly exchanged any words, their expressions stern.

However, the more significant incident was the unexpected reaction that emerged during their speeches.

When Kim Young-sam, the first to take the stage, passionately presented his arguments about the current political situation and democracy in a resounding voice, something nobody had anticipated occurred.

From the audience came cries of "Boo! Boo!" The jeers grew louder, evolving into shouts of "Resign! Resign! Resign!" Kim Young-sam, experiencing humiliation for the first time in his political career of over thirty years, left Korea University's main gate in disgrace.

On the other hand, when Kim Dae-jung, dressed in a black gown, stepped up to the podium, the atmosphere in the debate hall transformed as if it were his personal campaign event. Amid the chanting of "Kim Dae-jung! President!" from the crowd, Kim Dae-jung confidently concluded his speech with a composed expression.

Following this, he joined his supporters in a march along Anam-ro, where confetti rained down like a presidential election celebration. In this celebratory atmosphere, Kim Dae-jung exclaimed, "Thank you very much, everyone. Today, I have made a decision!"

Nobody failed to recognize the significance of this decision.

Chairman Jin wasn't smiling merely because his grandson's prediction had come true.

Six months earlier, before the current government had declared its surrender, all the conglomerates had showered lavish gifts upon the two Kims. They hadn't doubted the idea of unification and firmly believed that one of them would be the next president.

However, Chairman Jin of Sunyang Group had given the ruling party the most significant gift and had only given the Kims pocket money.

It was because he had paid close attention to his grandson's astute words.

When times were tough, when worries piled up and darkened the area beneath one's eyes, a helping hand extended by someone could bring immense comfort.

And when that hand held a significant amount of wealth, it became an even more potent tool.

When most had turned their backs, only one person, and that too, the Sunyang Group, leading the nation's economy from the forefront, had cared for them. This act would be unforgettable forever.

Chairman Jin's smile was a natural response to thinking about the various benefits he would enjoy for the next five years.

As he leaned back in his comfortable chair, relishing the good feeling, a knock at the door interrupted him, and several people entered.

Three sons, the group's secretariat, and finally, a woman.

She was Jin Seo-yoon, the fourth and only daughter.

"Why are you here? I didn't summon you," Chairman Jin said.

"I am also a representative director of Sunyang. How can I stay idle?" Jin Seo-yoon retorted, visibly irritated.

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