Chapter 2 At the bar

After saying goodbye to the staff, Carter stopped at a shabby bar.

A middle-aged man with thick horn-rimmed glasses suddenly rose from his seat and greeted him happily with the words: "I'm here, brother!"

"I'm a little late because I had to come here after buying dinner for my workers. Have you waited long?"

"I just got here too. Drink vodka!"

Carter got a cup of vodka from the man.

"By the way, what brought you here? Aren't you busy?" asked Carter.

"Well, I feel heavy at heart."

"Why does your heart ache? It's not like you're the president of a medium-sized company."

"My daughter is old enough to get married, but it is not so easy for me to find a suitable husband."

The middle-aged man shook his head as if he were grumbling.

Carter looked at him, laughed, and said, "I think the difficult thing for you is not finding someone to be your daughter's future husband, but finding someone to follow you, right?"

"Yes, that's right. She is my only daughter, so I feel like I need to find a suitable son-in-law who is good enough to deliver my business to her. "

" Didn't you tell me you had two candidates in mind? "

" I don't like either. The only person I'm expecting is my daughter's friend who she brought from the United States. Heard he's a smart guy with a degree from Columbia University. "

" Do you get a job in your company? "

" Yes, but you have to start at the bottom. By the way, are you going to close the carpenter's shop and retire at the end of the year? "

" Well, I've changed my mind. I'll be working for a few more years. "

"Why did you suddenly do that? "

" I've found a man to hand over the business to. I think I have to work for several years more to train it. He has a high school degree.

" Oh, I see. "

The middle-aged man's eyes stopped glowing when Carter mentioned that Albert had just graduated from high school.

Carter was a little disappointed with that. Though Carter knew he was such a prejudiced person, he Just wanted to reprimand him mildly.

"Hey, Mr. Park. There is no one in the world with perfect grades. There are some things you have to do without. If I were you, I would listen to my daughter's opinion, what do you think is more important, your company or your daughter's happiness?

Park smiled at that.

"I'll keep that in mind, brother."

"By the way, your business expansion project is going well? Don't you think you're doing it too aggressively?"

"As you know, brother, luck and time are the most important things in business. This is a real opportunity ..."

Park told a story about his business like Carter had asked the right question. However, Carter was thinking about other things and not paying much attention to them at the time.

By the way, how should I train Albert? You can't afford to waste time chauffeuring.

***

The next morning.

Albert left his house early in the morning.

He lived in a 10 meter villa on the first floor of an ordinary apartment complex. Please give me a chance. "Her mother got a job in a secondary workshop and often had to take time off because of the diabetes she had developed after the car accident. She had been able to keep her job for ten years because she was so good at garrisons

Since then Albert became the head of the family, he was constantly on the move to earn money, he worked hard day and night thinking that he would rather die at work than die with his parents.

Thanks to his hard work, he was able to buy a house in his name, even though it was in disrepair. Also, he bought some stocks and the remaining balance in his bank account was no small amount.

It was 3 o'clock in the morning when he got home from his job as a driver. He was supposed to report to work at 7 a.m.

Even though he only slept a little over three hours, he was not at all tired because he was used to this life.

Albert came to work with a good heart but couldn't do anything.

"What the hell happened? What the hell ...?"

Jake Woodworking Shop was gone. The rest of the building burned black and smoke rose.

Devastated by the fire, Carter and the workers stared blankly at the burned area. All he could do was comfort Carter, who was dejected, for a while and go home.

With over ten years of experience, Albert has become an expert who can be described as a professional wild thyme digger.

Selling wild thyme, bluebells and mountain herbs made a lot more money than a typical business job.

He received a call from Carter three days after the fire set the woodworking on fire.

"Can you see me for a moment when you're not busy?"

"Yes sir. I'll be right over there."

Carter was waiting for him in an underground tea house.

When Albert sat down, the waitress brought tea.

Carter didn't open his mouth until then. The longer they were silent, the heavier the atmosphere became.

After being silent for a while, Carter barely opened his mouth, but he was inaudible.

"I think I was too greedy."

"Did you say 'greedy'?"

Was there anyone in the world who wasn't greedy? The only difference was the level of greed.

To Albert's knowledge, Carter was a man of little greed. He wasn't the type of man who would ruin his business out of greed. Besides, what did fire have to do with greed?

Carter closed his mouth after these words and looked at Albert in silence.

I think I was distracted for a moment thinking I could keep a talented man like you in my little world.

"... ..?"

You're not the type of person to stay in a little world like this. You should venture into a bigger world. I think Heaven punished me for being too greedy.

"Are you okay sir?"

Carter showed no response.

Albert was worried about him now. The fire must have left deep scars.

Of course it was completely natural. Hadn't he lived in the workshop all his life? He must have gone mad because he had turned into a heap of ash.

Carter wasn't so surprised that the store caught fire.

As regrettable as it was, without Albert I would have closed the shop anyway.

Carter was so sad that he was going to be separated from his workers. Now it was time for him to part with them. Above all, she regretted having to part with Albert.

Carter pulled an envelope from his inside pocket and placed it on the table.

"What is it, sir?"

"It's your compensation."

"What?"

Albert's eyes suddenly widened.

Carter went on, as if he wanted Albert just to listen, "I paid the other workers severance pay, but I gave you more. You deserved it because you worked three times more than the others."

"Still, it's too much ..."

"When it comes to a senior like me, you shouldn't refuse it. Just take it. I would feel better if you took it."

Carter cut Albert's reply. With Carter so determined, Albert couldn't open his mouth.

"You know Steven factory right?"

"Are you talking about the furniture company, sir?"

Carter nodded.

Albert knew the company well. Although it was a medium-sized company, it was well known in the furniture industry and featured frequently in television commercials.

"I heard they are hiring new workers these days. What do you think? Are you interested?"

" Steven factory?"

He felt he could work for a good company like the Steven factory all his life. There was no reason for him to work there when he could. But was it possible for a high school graduate like Albert to get in there? ?

"As a veteran in this field, I know your President pretty well. If you are interested, let me recommend you. "

Albert was looking for a new job anyway. Carter's comments were more valuable to him than severance pay. Carter's eyes widened and he felt a surge of anticipation

"Thank you sir"

"Don't expect too much. Even though you get hired, you don't get a lot of money because you graduated from high school. "

" That doesn't matter. Thank you. "

Albert nodded toward Carter.

Carter looked at him and hesitated a moment.

Should I tell him about the daughter of the company president?

Though there was a distant possibility, they were able to build a good relationship through sheer luck. If you are sane, you will quickly find that there is no better son-in-law than Albert.

Carter closed his mouth as he thought this far.

Yes, if that's the way it is, develop a good relationship, even if I don't start that way.