After experiencing a tragic car accident, Liu Zhengjie, whose ancestors were from China and who was now an ordinary Korean worker, woke up to find himself the eldest son of the powerful Korean chae...
"What do you mean...?"
"Chairman Li Zhongwu has agreed to sell me the crude oil at $30, with immediate delivery, so he will have money soon."
"But... do you have any money?"
"Why don't I have any money? Don't I have 1 trillion on hand?"
"That's not going to be paid to Amei..."
Jin Junyu suddenly seemed to realize something and stopped talking.
Park Jin Hyuk stood up and patted his shoulder.
"Have you figured it out?"
"Ah, so this is the money you're talking about."
"That's right, Amei has to give an answer today. No matter which option they choose, they don't need to pay them the money."
Jin Junyu nodded. He had to admire his boss's foresight.
"All plans have been realized one by one, and it's time to reap the rewards."
After saying that, Park Jin Hyuk walked out of the office and prepared to greet his wife who had returned from afar.
He signaled to Jin Junyu that he didn't need to follow him and took the elevator to the first floor alone.
Because he was alone, many people didn't notice him. Just in front of him, two employees were talking about something.
"I heard the strategy room is up and running. Do you think there will be any changes?"
"There should be, after all, he is so young, but whether DS Heavy Industries can be saved is a question."
"Is it that serious?"
"Now there's motivation and ideas from above. The key is how to transmit them to the lower levels. I remember you said you hope to achieve a good balance between work and life..."
"What's the matter?"
"Then I suggest you go to DS Heavy Industries. The atmosphere there is really good."
You can tell that this person has something else to say.