Master Page #4

Were you hurt?

Well, I have a good car.

I'm totally fine.

Gangnam?

Wasn't that the police station?

No, no. It was Suseo-dong station.

That bastard insisted we had to

go to the police station.

Maybe he was jealous of my car.

It's me. One of our company

cars was rear-ended today.

You know someone in the

traffic division, right?

Number.

What?

Your license plate number.

Sorry to trouble you, but it's

rather important.

Fine. Find out and call me back.

Mother Kim, are you doubting me?

No, I'm just confirming it.

Yes.

Then just let the insurance

company handle it.

Fine. Thank you. Bye.

Sorry.

For what?

Whatever.

That's an apology?

Jang Gun, are your feelings hurt?

Not exactly hurt, but...

disappointed?

You're disappointed.

I have to wring out tears to

put on a show out there.

But you have a little rear-ender

and trigger civil defense training.

How much do you think we lost

during that time?

You think civil defense training

is a joke?

Mother Kim.

You take care of the members

like a real mother,

so why can't you get along

with this kid?

Your relationship has been so stiff.

How can you talk to tens of

thousands of people, huh?

Seriously.

I still remember the first time

we met.

It's been 3 years, so let's come

together again.

This a bit...

I really hate doing this.

Aren't you coming?

Here.

Join hands.

That hour you thought was

nothing,

and because of that tiny

mistrust in your heart,

this might have shaken our

entire business.

Don't ever be like this again.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for the misunderstanding.

Me too.

Okay.

Let's eat.

Scared me to death.

-=Shin Gemma:
Did you

dodge? Just breathe deeply

and do as we discussed.=-

Mother (Eomma) Kim.

Shin Gemma.

My fate is tied to women with

"MA" in their names.

=He's here.=

=Pak Jang Gun is on his way

upstairs.=

How many times?

Damn leaflets.

I'll get them later.

Gyeong Nam.

I'm dead.

You're dead, my ass.

I haven't seen you for a year

and that's what you say?

Hey, hey.

I'm really dead.

Gyeong Nam.

We're really dead.

Will you give up the data

control room and the book?

They don't know you're here,

right?

This is really not fair.

It's $50 million, you jerk.

You've been squatting in here

eating ramen. Are you giving up

so easily?

What good is money if you're

in prison?

The police know everything.

They're about to make arrests.

So we have to think, think.

Use our brains.

The investment fund...

I've got $5 million. Don't you

have more than $10 million?

Shouldn't we pull it out?

You're crazy. If we do, CEO

Jin will know immediately.

Hold on.

What do we do?

Those are Chairman Jin's

overseas accounts, right?

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