"Congratulations. It's gone the way you wanted, Brother."

Sang-jong Lee said it with a forced smile.

"Well, I knew from the start it would go this way. You're the eldest son, aren't you? Of course the eldest son inherits the company."

He was saying it was only natural that Mun-jong Lee should inherit, but everyone in the room knew he didn't mean a word of it.

Because there wasn't a person there who didn't know Sang-jong Lee had wanted the next chairman's seat at Ilhyeon more than anyone.

But he talked as though it were nothing to him.

"We're satisfied with the Solar Group. Isn't that right, Chang-jong?"

"Sorry? Yes. Well… it's going well, so."

Chang-jong Lee agreed, caught off guard by the sudden question.

Sang-jong Lee went on at length about how well his own company was doing.

"Polysilicon prices have gone up a lot lately. So we're making a big return on polysilicon too. And you wouldn't believe how good relations with North Korea are. Preparations for building the second plant are moving along without any trouble, and talks are under way on putting up third and fourth manufacturing plants."

Sang-jong Lee thumped his chest with his palm and said,

"Even the Ministry of Unification is busy trying to stay on my good side. It's gotten to the point where they ask me to put in a good word for the government when I go north."

He threw his chest out and boasted about how far he had climbed.

Then he lifted that same hand off his chest, held it out, and said,

"Solar alone is all I can handle. It's growing at a rate that frightens me — I have to stay on my toes. So Chang-jong and Jeong-eun and I are fine."

Sang-jong Lee spun out at length how perfectly fine they all were, then turned to Chang-jong Lee.

It was a look telling him to hurry up and agree that he felt the same.

"Yes. Well… I'm fine too. It was always right that Brother should answer for Ilhyeon. I think it's the natural order…