"Director, what should we do?"

The director's office sat on the top floor of the Lee & Jang building, home of Korea's number one law firm.

Yu Byeong-seok, the head of the secretariat and the Ana chairman's right hand, was talking with a man.

On the desk sat a nameplate: Director Son Dae-gyun.

"So Samu Law has stepped in."

Director Son Dae-gyun skimmed the demand to call an extraordinary shareholders' meeting.

Samu Law was acting as the agent.

Son Dae-gyun was past fifty, but he was still sharp, handsome and full of charm.

His designer glasses suited the clean lines of his face.

He was tall, and years of exercise had kept him as fit as a young man.

The smile that lingered at his mouth was attractive too.

He looked like a man of great character.

Anyone would have taken him for a man in his mid-forties, brimming with intellectual charm.

"Those bastards have lost their minds. They're out to sink our Ana Group."

Yu Byeong-seok blew up.

Samu, too, had once enjoyed the favors Ana handed out.

And now it had turned around and stuck a knife in their back.

"I'd heard Samu's people had been acting strange lately. Still, it's only Samu."

Son Dae-gyun said it like it was nothing.

His voice was full of confidence.

However hard they thrashed, no law firm in Korea could keep up with Lee & Jang.

There was Lee & Jang, the one powerhouse, and then a scattering of smaller firms trailing behind.

Over decades it had built ties with business, the courts, the prosecution, the police, the National Tax Service and every other state agency. Even people who knew about them didn't have the nerve to touch them.

Lee & Jang had started out with former chief justices. Now former prosecutors general, former National Tax Service commissioners, and ministers and vice ministers from every ministry sat on its payroll.

Anyone with connections knew enough to keep quiet.

Now and then a brave soul had spoken up about Lee & Jang's corruption, but they'd all vanished in no time.

In Korea,…