A Gate Opened on my First Day as a Politician chapter 96

A Gate Opened on my First Day as a Politician 96

EP 16 – Minister of Portrait Management, Seungmoon Han (2)

It was said that a bond sprouted in the conversation, and once the pad lip popped, the conversation started to come to life.

How many times have we fought and how many times have we had a hammock together? He was a member of the same legal profession, and he had known each other as a political prosecutor and a named activist before entering politics, so he was an acquaintance of over 30 years in terms of the number of years.

The two old men continued abusive conversations with each other. It was a forgotten conversation.


“Actually, I was the one who brought the tablet to Mr. Son.”

“Oh, I don’t know the benefactor…”

All sorts of stories came out.

* * *

“No, Geun-hye is trying to bury me because she pushed some MB.”


When the secret hidden for 10 years was revealed, Yang Pan-seok forgot his face and burst into laughter as he clapped. Won Ok-bun was a bit strange for a laugh, but he continued the story with a smirk.

It’s because people who don’t like to talk talk a lot, except when conversations are fun.

She continued the conversation slowly with an unstable leaky pronunciation.

“No, I never dreamed that I had a job six years ago. When I heard the news that the prosecution was digging behind me, I wondered how shocked I was…”

“Didn’t you break the back of your head when you switched to MB after being a close friend of senior Kim Ki-chun?”

“I came back later. But that’s the case, the rule is to leave the party faction and unite with female lawmakers…”

“no. Myung-sook also buried my older sister in 2009. Don’t you know I almost got f**ked back then? You hit the wrong line on the first line…”

“If I do it, it’s romance.”

“I, indeed. I see all the funny people.”

Wonok-bun smiled proudly. Although it was a wrinkled smile with small wrinkles and a hardened half of her face, it was a clear masterpiece of her years.

“Still, I lived until Yoo Jae-gwang ate the Minister of Justice. Let’s see. Except for the fact that I failed when I was in old age…”

Won Ok-bun counted the president with his fingers.

“Kim, Kim, Lee, Park, Moon, Yu. I’ve lived through five presidential changes, yes.”

“You have been a great person.”

“The one who lives wins.”

She recounted her political career.

“When I was in YS, I helped run Chowon Dress House. Among the DJPs, I play a bit of a prankster. I got rejected by Lee Hoi-chang by mistake, but I got on the Kim Ki-chun line, which was a relationship between Chowon clothes, and got caught by MB. I sucked honey when I was in trouble with one tablet, and the other day, we split our party with your help and ate the minister.”

“There was a real Kingmaker, right?”

“If you finish this election even though you know you will lose, aren’t you going to make another president?”


Won Ok-bun smiled at Yang Pan-seok’s silence.

“Korea is not some kind of red sherry. Doesn’t the single candidate look a bit funny?”

“It is.”

“Is that what you came here to say?”

“……It’s a sight to behold.”

Presidential election completion.

It was the largest weapon that Wonokbun could use.

With the election leaning, the victory of Yang Pan-seok is almost certain. In addition, if Yang Pan-seok forgot the contract behind the nuclear bomb, the downfall of Won Ok-bun is certain.

If not, Won Ok-bun has to kill Yang Pan-seok or launch a military coup, but I did not want to harm the president even if I did that.

It was because he was half fed up with politics as he was involved in countless deaths.

In this ambiguous situation, the biggest candy Won Ok-bun can feed Yang Pan-seok is-

“Isn’t it right not to fight the vagina?”



It was the resignation of the presidential candidate.

The power of the president comes from democratic legitimacy. In other words, when Yang Pan-seok wins the presidential election with a single candidate, he cannot exert overwhelming control over the state.

This is because the approval rating of the mid-30% that Won Ok-bun still has will spread like a big oil fire with Won Ok-bun’s resignation.


Therefore, Yang Pan-seok needed a pacemaker.

“How come, senior, do you want to help me?”

“What are you going to give me?”

“Tell me.”

“The bastard we were demonstrating is like this…”

When Yang Pan-seok brought up the story of how long he had come to know, Won-ok-bun’s expression quickly turned harsh. Yang Pan-seok, who was numb in my foot, attached Shodang.

“Honestly, I even thought about the Prime Minister.”

“I’m just going to drive you through my limbs.”

If Won Ok-bun became prime minister, it was obvious that Yang Pan-seok and Won Ok-bun would both bear all kinds of criticism. If so, why did you vote?

Some people like it, but it’s a gamble with more to lose.

Yang Pan-seok didn’t know that.

“Your senior will choose.”

“……What? Prime Minister?”

“Then you do it yourself.”

Won Ok-bun looked into Yang Pan-seok’s eyes. There was a moment of silence, but it was never long.

Won Ok-bun’s judgment was very swift.

“…I, I, won.”

Yangpan-seok is favorable to a big deal – There is a strong possibility of receiving a deal and being hit – We need a positive plate to ensure future safety – We need the constant help of Yangpan-seok, so we should not make a deal – We have to leave a debt to Yangpan-seok.

“Do you know what I need to feed to be a person to eat?”

“I’m not stupid enough not to eat.”

“done. I am the one who eats my share.”

“Hey, the old man’s personality is so…”

No matter what Yang Pan-seok said, Won-ok-bun smiled mischievously.

“I’m just going to run an election for my country. What.”

“……what the.”

“Instead, I gave it to you.”

“The jinxed gentleman……”

It was the moment when the long election ended in a small closet.


“By the way, didn’t we pass something up to the upper neighbourhood?”


“Seoul monsters.”

Yang Pan-seok, who was preparing to return, suddenly asked.

“I know that 700,000 people died in Kaesong and Hwanghae Province. What didn’t the North say?”

“You say it’s good.”


Won Ok-bun, who was turning the channels on the old-fashioned TV while burying himself in the old single-seater sofa, answered calmly.

“The total number of North Korean defectors who were coming in little by little was around 124,700. When there was a massive uprising in Kaesong, 30,000 people came down in three days. It was also a rebellion by the followers of the Kim clan.”

Kaesong is the southernmost point of the Armistice Line attached to Paju, Gyeonggi-do. And most of the refugees flocked to the south of North Korea want to escape to South Korea.


“In Ri Yong-soo’s eyes, personality is a paradise for reactionary bastards. He was thankful that we killed him instead.”

“……is it.”

In some countries, the more the fear spreads, the more stable the regime.

“Hanga probably knew that too.”

“no. I think he flipped his eyes to save the bloodline.”

“He’s crazy.”

“After all, it’s done.”

Yang Pan-seok finished preparing to leave.

“By the way, what are you going to do now?”

“Usually, it’s normal to go out and come in at a time like this…”

“Are you going to get shot?”

“That’s the problem.”

It was a cruel world. Yang Pan-seok recommended Won Ok-bun.

“Age is an issue for the next target. If so, do you have any plans to come back to the National Defense Party and seize power? There aren’t many people these days, so I think the people’s feelings will be a little softer. I’m also a bit anxious about being in politics on my own. Aren’t there so many crazy people in the world? I’m also with someone who can talk to me for a while-”

“I am a prosecutor.”

Prosecutors have a strict organizational culture. If your classmates or juniors die, you have to split the boat. This is the reason why five or six senior prosecutors resign each time a prosecutor general appears. This was an effort to prevent the collapse of the top-down clothing system, but it also meant that she could not go under her juniors.

In other words, it meant that I would not go under Yang Pan-seok, a junior at the Judicial Research and Training Institute.

“what the. Do you play gonzo in a strange place?”

“Because I have my own rules.”

“I’m not really curious.”

“Who told you?”

Won Ok-min added.

“……and. I was half tired.”


Yang Pan-seok stood up without a word.

And, before leaving the room,


He stopped holding the doorknob.

There was silence for a moment in the dark room.

“……Hi go.”

With a small sigh,

He said hello without looking back.

It was quite a complicated greeting.

“…you did a lot of hard work. Seniors.”

“Look at him. Who said he would quit politics?”


Only then did Yang Pan-seok look behind him with a puzzled face.

Won Ok-bun had a different expression than usual.

Yang Pan-seok asked her.

“Are you tired?”

“No, boredom means boredom.”

Of course, it was an undeniable fact that Won Ok-bun was half tired of politics.

In other words-

“Don’t you know that there is a local election next year?”

ㅡIt was said that half regret remained.


It was a glorious morning.

Yoo Jae-kyung, a short middle-aged man, leisurely came out to the living room and ate Seungri’s morning toast. The combination of eggs and ham was fantastic. Milk splashed on the glasses, but even that made me happy.

He stood behind the sofa and watched TV.

[Yesterday around 3 am, as Yang Pan-seok’s election was confirmed…]


Someone was lying on the sofa. It had just happened next to his wife, so it was obvious that she was a daughter.

“Woke up?”

“Yeah… No, I haven’t slept…”

Seeing that he staggered while holding the remote control in a haggard mood, he must have been watching the counting broadcast all night long.

The boy couldn’t hide his gloomy look.



“The yangban-seok, it has become…”


“…I can’t.”

My daughter-in-law abruptly got up from her seat. Hearing a rumble around his back, I think he must be in his late 20s now.

“I need to get a job sooner or later…!”

“A graduate student? I didn’t even get my degree.”

“I got it!”

“I know that my father is the Minister of Finance, but if it were me, I wouldn’t choose a master’s degree in political science and diplomacy.”

“But what do you do? Daddy is no longer a minister!”

Yoo Jae-kyung barely resisted the burst of laughter. It was because the daughter-in-law had an expression on her face that the sky had collapsed.

The boy lamented with a crying face.

“My father is in the Wonok division, but Yang Pan-seok was elected! Is there any way to keep your seat? Since it’s a political job, I’m sure I’ll get cut by Yang Pan-seok’s finger!”

“…hehehe! nonetheless man. I also have a father’s pension. How can I not get along with my personal connections?”

“Dad! Please don’t get me wrong! People like your power, not your dad!”

Yoo Jae-kyung had to feel a dagger in his chest.

He gritted his teeth and answered with a feeling of vomit. I want you to eat some bone broth.

“……okay. So, how did you find a job?”

“Whoa… the politics are scary testimonies. How can you become the head of a family in one day?”

“I’m really sorry for the daughter who has an ugly father.”

“Daddy, don’t you go to the pancakes? Isn’t it the norm to keep discipline by hitting the headlines of the previous administrations?”

“Well. I think it will be about life imprisonment.”

Yoo Jae-kyung roughly responded and put on a suit. He tied a 370,000 won Marinella tie (also known as the presidential tie) and wore 1.4 million won Lindbergh rhinoceros glasses, which are only used on special occasions.

And if you wear a shabby suit that has been rough throughout your public life and frugality with a Casio watch worth 10,000 won, the dignified high-ranking official look is complete.

Yoo Jae-kyung looked at himself with a majestic smile in front of the full-length mirror at the entrance. He had his hands in his pockets and his back was upright.

Of course, the daughter-in-law who watched the scene thought that her father was crazy.

“……Is this the minister’s last work?”

“Today is Saturday.”

“From the beginning, I lived without weekends…”

I felt a soft hand on my shoulder.

this is,

“ ! ”

What a long time my daughter has been massaging her shoulders!


It was the first time since I bought the seasoned chicken last Wednesday night. Yoo Jae-kyung felt the happiest feeling in the world as her daughter patted her at the front door.

“Do something like this on a regular basis.”

“Retirement massage, don’t laugh…”

“It’s good, but what?”

“Come to finish your public life well…”

The daughter watched her father go to work with sad eyes.

Of course, the fact that Yoo Jae-kyung beat Won Ok-bun and had been eating dirty with Yang Pan-seok from the beginning was a secret that no one except his wife, Kim Du-sik, and Han Seung-moon knew, so I roughly understood how he felt.

As I watch the daughter’s tearful eyes looking at her father like a lamb being taken to the slaughterhouse, the heart of a veteran civil servant who has risen to the top while changing a lot of people is moist—

“Your subordinates’ eyes must have turned cold, but don’t be too disappointed… If you get caught, you should have taken care of them right away…”

ㅡIt’s a bummer.


Yoo Jae-kyung was heartbroken and closed the door and ran out of the house. Without mentioning the story that his father would go to war instead of being fired.

It would be an appropriate feeling to express that I was slightly twisted, but in my heart, I wondered where my daughter was looking for a job, and I wondered what her daughter would look like when her father returned as prime minister.

However, Yoo Jae-kyung will regret this day for the rest of his life.

It was because he never dreamed that in the near future, his daughter would be hired as an intern in the office of Han Seung-moon.

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