"Allow me to congratulate you on your taking office as chief!"

"Chief, congratulations."

The Pacific Fisheries chief's office.

Ha Donghwi sat down in the chief's chair.

Kim Gyeongmin and Ah Yura, the Jo and Jang attorneys who have been in Sokcho on business since yesterday, bowed their heads and gave him their congratulations.

"Thank you."

Ha Donghwi answered them with a smiling face.

The nameplate has been changed too.

Attorney Kim Gyeongmin had it flown down from Seoul himself, through one of Jo and Jang's suppliers.

H.R SF — Chief Ha Donghwi.

Me, a chief……

Ha Donghwi could not believe the moment he was in.

To help his friend and earn just enough to live on had been all he wanted.

He had made up his mind to want nothing, to go the last stretch of the road at his friend's side and help him.

The real reason he had talked his wife round and settled in Sokcho.

Night and day he poured his passion into it and clung to the selling.

The results came too, but the jar was already cracked.

The friend he had trusted betrayed him in the end.

It was the second great shock of his life, after being thrown away by his family.

Fortunately his son had held out a saving hand.

Tae-ung. Thank you.

If his son had not stepped forward, there would have been nowhere left to turn.

He set his mind hard.

A life driven out by parents and brothers for the crime of choosing love.

He did not regret it.

Only this: of all the life he had once enjoyed, he had been able to give his one son none of it. That was the one thing he was sorry for.

"The investment, a hundred billion won, has all been paid in. The shareholding stands at ninety-nine per cent to the investor and one per cent to you, Chief. The company name has been changed to H.R SF."

Thanks to Jo and Jang the whole business was finished off at a gallop.

The court and the registry office both put themselves…