"Th-that, as a housewarming present?"

"Yes. Chairman……."

"Aigo~ my head."

Chairman Kang Pilseong, back from going out on a short piece of business. At his secretary's report he held his head.

His granddaughter had gone out in the little while he was away. She had not told even him which way she was going.

She had taken the driver who waits at the house at all hours and vanished.

Chairman Kang Pilseong, who had missed her by a hair's breadth on his own way back, felt his head begin to ache.

"Chairman, shall we recover it?"

The secretary asked it carefully. The thing the young mistress has taken out with her, which he knows perfectly well too.

It is a thing that cannot be got for any money in the world.

The treasure Chairman Kang Pilseong went to great trouble to find and gave his granddaughter Kang Ari as a present.

At the word that whoever holds it lives long without illness, he paid tens of billions gladly.

The moment it shows itself in the world it will be designated a treasure of national-treasure grade.

And a thing like that as a mere housewarming present?

"Nnngh."

Chairman Kang Pilseong, once called the king of the private lenders of this country. He could not get a word out and only let a groan escape.

The money is not the problem.

A thing of that sort he can throw away.

But his granddaughter's feelings being hurt…….

"Chairman. You have only to say the word."

Gong Cheolsu, the secretary, in his late fifties. He watched Kang Pilseong, who could not readily come to a decision, for a sign.

He is Chairman Kang Pilseong's right arm, and the steward who has looked after the household's affairs over a long time.

If Kang Pilseong the king of the private lenders sets his mind to it, there is nobody in this country who could keep the comfortable life he has now.

In the past Gong Cheolsu's own parents came into a bond with Kang Pilseong while living as refugees in Busan.

With Kang Pilseong's help at…