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Dawn broke, and the morning light filtered through. People who heard about my grandfather began to gather at the funeral hall, one by one. "Mu-hyeok." Myeong-su and Hyeon-seong entered together, their suits creased as if they had hurriedly dressed. "You made it?" "Are you okay?" Myeong-su asked, concern etched on his face. I nodded slightly. "First, go pay your respects to Grandfather." Hyeon-seong gently patted my shoulder. Seeing Hyeon-seong offering silent support made me smile…-
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Even after running nonstop across the DMZ, it was already past midnight by the time I arrived at Korea University Hospital. As soon as I got out of the car, I hurried inside the hospital. I could see the staff's surprise when they saw me get off the elevator, but I didn't have time to explain. “What about Chief Ha?” With a pale face, Chief Ha opened the door from the family waiting room and jumped when he saw me. “Boss, when did you…?” “What happened?” “Well….” Chief Ha glanced…
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At that moment, Kim Mu-hyeok was meeting with Ki Jong-il in Pyongyang. "Has Chairman Cheon arrived?" "Chief Ha, you've been working hard." Ha Myung-hoon greeted Cheon Su-man, who was entering the VIP ward. For some reason, Cheon Su-man's face appeared somewhat grim. "Can I see him?" "Yes, please go in." The door to the hospital room opened. Cheon Su-man patted his shoulder and stepped inside. Whether he was tired, sad, or simply lost in thought, Cheon Su-man's usually fierce expression was devoid…
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"Mr. Kim." It was a while ago when I met Kim Jong-il. After the drinking party ended, Kim Jong-il called me back as I was about to leave. His wrinkled face showed no hint of emotion. "In the Republic, do not trust anyone." Though his voice was indifferent, I sensed deeper meaning in those few words. "Yes, I will keep that in mind." "It was nice meeting you. I hope you bring good news next time we meet." After finishing his words, Kim Jong-il closed his eyes as if tired. * * * "What did you discuss…
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On the way back to the hotel, I casually asked Baek Cheol-soo. "What happened with Deputy Manager Im Dong-ok?" Baek Cheol-soo turned to look at me, his expression blank. "It's a gift for Boss Kim." "It sounds contradictory to fear the military while having the power to summarily judge the hardliners..." "The General fears nothing." His firm answer echoed a deep loyalty to Kim Jong-il. Well, that's probably why Kim Jong-il keeps him around. The way he spoke oddly reminded me of Manager Ma, prompting…
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Kim Jong-il displayed no visible reaction as a person lay dying before him. Whether it was familiarity or indifference, he raised his glass and continued to look at me. "The more you get to know Mr. Kim, the more interesting he becomes." I could hear Kim Jong-il saying something, but my focus remained fixed on the collapsed Im Dong-ok. “...What just happened?” He hadn't said a word about the clash with Im Dong-ok. As I pondered this, Kim Jong-il continued speaking as if to provoke a response. "I…
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Kim Jong-il slowly approached me, his gait unsteady. "Are you Mr. Kim Mu-hyeok? It's a pleasure. Im Kim Jong-il." "Yes, I'm Kim Mu-hyeok. It's an honor to met you, Chairman Kim Jong-il." Nodding, Kim Jong-il brushed past me and plopped down in the seat of honor. "Please, take a seat, Mr. Kim." I carefully sat down, trying not to provoke the soldiers surrounding him. "Everyone, step back." At his command, the guards took a few steps back. Yet, unlike them, Baek Cheol-soo stood still behind Kim…
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Im Dong-ok was a typical hardlner when it came to relations with the South. He probably didn't care for the current thawing relations between the North and South, but his fuming attitude, showing no courtesy at all, only fueled his frown. That explained why he chose not to respond softly. "Repeat yourself! What the hell are you talking about?" Im Dong-ok's voice burst throuh the serene music flowing in the banquet hall. The commotion caused others to turn their heads toward our table. "You know what?…
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While President Kim Hak-gwon and the officials held a historic first meeting at the Baekhwawon Guesthouse, the corporate delegation was busy settling in at the hotel. The room they arrived at, guided by Baek Cheol-soo, was at the end of the hallway. "You’ve got about an hour to spare. I’ll come back to get you when it’s time," he informed me. I couldn't help but smile at his demeanor, talking only about himself and leaving without even listening to my response. He was likely someone carefully…
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Under-the-table negotiations had been steadily progressing for a year before the inter-Korean summit. Whether the negotiations were effective or not, the government announced the schedule for the inter-Korean summit just months before the general elections. In response, the Moderate Party and Conservative Party protested, claiming it was election interference, but it had little impact on the election. For Kim Hak-gwon, it was like landing a stunning blow, but without significant effect, he must have…
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