Vraaaaam. Screeeech. Vrooom!

Nine in the evening, and a scarlet Parsche Panamera going over the Hannam Bridge.

It ran on without holding back, throwing out a full-throated engine note.

At a colour out of the ordinary going past and scattering that heavy engine note, the traffic around it cleared the lane of its own accord.

This feels good~

Nam Jisu was drunk on a strange happiness she had never felt in all that time.

Her grandfather on her mother's side was the MG Group's former chairman and her mother was his own daughter, but the shareholding and the legacy she came into were not so very large.

Across the whole MG family, the chairmanship is at about the level of choosing a village headman.

With the shareholding split fine and scattered about, a man cannot move on his own judgement merely for being chairman.

Even the smallest decisions have to be approved by rounding up the family connections that hold shares.

The MG Group, which hears that it is a stifling place every time it widens a line of business.

Chairman Gi Gwanghyeon's position at present is every bit as stifling.

Whenever a thing does not go as he wishes, he comes to her mother and pours out his complaint, as often as not.

He has more than her mother has, so it was the talk of a man with a full belly.

Her mother, of the former chairman's direct line, has as it turns out no voice at all in the group's affairs.

It is only thanks to the two per cent or so of the shareholding she holds that she is not ignored altogether.

The weight of it is not small, but it is an awkward amount for trying anything with either.

Her mother was born the daughter of a chaebol house's chairman, and because of a position like that she too lives without raising her voice.

Naturally her daughter Nam Jisu is in the same position.

A member of a top-ten group's chaebol house, and still quietly slighted.

Ha Semi in particular, whose position is similar, is…