"Those wreaths…… what on earth is going on?"

"Our chairman…… he's really something."

The Cheonmu guards working at the Newstar Building.

Today being the day it is, they had all been fitted out in the same suits. The company had provided them as a full set.

Ordinarily the guards are extremely particular about the suits they put on.

On a wage that is not generous, most of them wear a cheap suit as a matter of course. But today the cloth alone was different.

Every one of them had turned himself out in a handmade tailored suit. Sunglasses as standard, the in-ear issued to each man seated in his ear, and anybody looking at them could see the style pouring off them.

A day's work on a raised salary with a solid special allowance on top of it.

They began the day feeling very happy.

Waiting for the guests who would attend the opening ceremony, the guards felt proud of themselves.

The wreaths arrived down both sides of the H.R CAR front entrance and were set up one after another. Their shoulders drew in of themselves before the grand names cut into the greetings.

Even at a rough look, there is not one ordinary firm to be seen.

The names of group chairmen anybody would know at a mention, the name of the chief attorney at Jo and Jang, and the names of the chiefs of affiliates of the great chaebol groups as well.

There is not a two-tier wreath in sight. Three tiers are the baseline, and they are the finest grade.

The wreaths standing side by side in their rows, and the senders' names cut into their ribbons, made a man humble in spite of himself.

At the same time, the guests' cars arriving one after another.

Timed to the start of the event, the large sedans arrived.

Nobody make a mistake!

Most of those attending the opening are VIPs. Chief Jang Jungseop had gone over the points to watch several times since morning and pressed them on the men.

Screech.

In the order they arrived, the cars…