Healer

the tie that tightened the collar.
It was difficult to keep cool in an unrealistic situation.

“Executive Director Cha.
It’s a very interesting offer for me, but the risks cannot be ignored.”

“It’s worth risking your life.”

“It might be dangerous for our kids too.”

“I won’t let a single hair be touched.”

“But the risk…”

“You just have to give me one person and take the stake.
I will take care of the rest.”

Giha was silent.
It wasn’t something to be taken lightly like Cha Yiseok’s tone.
When Cha Myunghwan developed cancer with the succession of management rights just around the corner, the presence of a healer came into the ears of Chairman Cha.
Cha Yiseok had no intention of cooperating.
Then again, underneath the ambiguous political drama, the struggle for management rights…

Cha Yiseok said, raising one eyebrow.

“So it is too little?”

“No, that amount could not be small…”

“Then are you doing it?”

“No, no, that’s not it, wait a minute…”

As he swallowed his saliva, Giha’s neck twitched.

“It’s a sudden offer, so it’s hard to make a decision right away.
Could you give me time to think?”

“Sure.
It will be a tough decision for anyone.”

Cha Yiseok raised his cuffs and glanced at his watch.

“Five minutes would be enough, wouldn’t it?”

‘This bastard’s really playing around…’

Giha cursed inwardly.
Cha Yiseok had a calm face and was playing with his fingers on his crossed legs.

“Whether it’s five minutes or five days, the choice is one or the other.
I think it’s simple.
If you lend a singer and take the stake, it will be over.”

Cha Yiseok took a sip of the lit cigarette and got up.

“Then, let’s get it out of the way so we can focus.”

Cha Yiseok walked to the bookshelf and looked at the CD case with his back bent.
He pulled out one of them, looked at the front, and said something to himself.
As much as the embers of the cigarette caught in his fingers ignited, soot was also formed inside Giha.

In fact, it was an offer that was more than appealing.
He only needs to find someone to pretend until Cha Myunghwan passes away, and take his stake, as Cha Yiseok said.
Even if not here, there are many places to find people.
Ten years ago, he was entrusted with Paradiso’s management by an anonymous investor on the condition that he find a healer.
He dedicated his life to the dream of one day taking over Paradiso.
But, at best, he was a salaryman.
Instead of taking over with this salary, if the actual owner sold the store, he would be unemployed.
If he accepted the offer, he was much more likely to realise his dream, and he would become close with the Taeryung family.
However, that was only when Cha Myunghwan died and Cha Yiseok took over.

Then Cha Yiseok checked his watch and walked over.
He said as he bent his upper body and rubbed his cigarette into the ashtray.

“I guess it’s not possible for us.
I am cancelling my reservation today.”

“… Yes?”

“You’re doing a lot of thinking.
I like simple people.”

Cha Yiseok turned around without hesitation.
He didn’t even want to ask any more.

“W-wait… !”

Giha inadvertently grabbed Cha Yiseok’s arm.
Cha Yiseok’s elongated legs came into view, and his gaze was fixed on his head.
His hands were sweating profusely.
The bad feeling didn’t go away.
If he accepted the rake-off, he was likely to get away with it if he was connected to a huge influence if things got messy.

“I don’t know if there is anyone I can recommend.
They’re all so timid.”

…So we can’t do it.
It was clear that he was going to risk his life.
After he spilled, he felt more at ease.
But this time there was no response from Cha Yiseok.
Maybe he’s changed your mind… Giha smiled under the guise of composure.

“Do you perhaps have someone in mind…”

Executive Director Cha stood without expression.
It was awkward as he looked up and down consecutively.
Most of all, Giha’s anxiety was now shaken by his expression as he could not guess what he was thinking.
After staring for a long time with his eyes looking down, Director Cha opened his mouth.

“Who knows.
It’s all the same.
I’d like to be brazen and have no countermeasures.”

Giha burst into relief inwardly.

“So that the President and the Chairman don’t look for a healer again.”

“Just hearing that name makes me shiver.”

“It’s no problem for a normal guy.”

Kang Giha grinned.
Cha Yiseok.
He seemed to be playing around at first glance, relaxed yet tense, and it was not normal to drop a bomb and then leave.
Giha assumed that he was a drug addict and ignorant of the world, but it was a mistake.
The clock showed 8:36.
It felt like he was possessed by the fact that this important deal was made in just 10 minutes.

Anyway, who would be good… He lined up the rest of the singers in his head, except for Cocaine.
Giha got up from his seat and asked Cha Yiseok to shake hands.

“Tell me anything you need in the future.
I will do my best to help.
Director Cha.”

Cha Yiseok only glanced at his hand that stretched out like a branch.
Snake scales flashed in his eyes.

“It’s the first time I’ve heard such an ecstatic oath.”

The voice was sticky.