73 episodes. oh, it’s a sump
“Is this what you really want to ask?”
said John, twitching an eyebrow.
“Haha, you’re misunderstanding. I’m also Maju who owns a stake in Dark Star. I asked because I was worried about Dark Star.”
“I’m not going to lie. I haven’t seen you for a day or two. Knowing that I have confidence in Bob, I don’t want to get help. I know you’re fast.”
I averted my gaze with a shy expression.
It was only natural for John to treat me that way.
He entrusted the Hellmaster, but unlike Chris, he didn’t even sign a contract for training.
Why?
First of all, since the recovery period is long, I wanted to examine the parts to be taken slowly.
The biggest problem was that John’s current training policy was completely different from the training he had been raised in.
Robinson Ranch, Hellmaster who has been thoroughly and mechanically trained under the guidance of Chief Assistant Richard.
So I thought that if I got the opposite training, it might have a bad effect on my performance.
Well, it’s not that John doesn’t know that kind of training, so he can do it well on his own, but I wanted to approach it with caution.
“No, I can’t say I didn’t think of that at all.”
“Please fix that suspicious disease. I know because I lived like that in the past. I’m pretty tired, that’s it.”
“I want to do that too, but I’m Triple A.”
“Type A? Why does the blood type appear here?”
Oh right. It is only in Korea and Japan that personality is judged by blood type.
“No. It’s just my personality. So, who’s a good rider for Hellmaster?”
John patted his chin and opened his mouth.
“Hmm, the Hellmaster is the exact opposite. Do I have to control him delicately like a racing driver and understand his movements? A decent jockey won’t be able to bring out all of his abilities. Moreover, no matter how perfectly Sarah treats the wounded part, a rider who can catch subtle changes during the race will be able to prevent a recurrence.”
Well, Sarah did say the same thing.
If it happens again, then you should really retire.
I can only see it with my own eyes before and after the race, but what if something goes wrong during the race?
At that time, the rider should notice and raise a Hellmaster.
“If it’s enough rider…”
“Yeah, there are probably a few in Australia. To get that far, you’ll have to choose from among jockeys with the title of leading jockey, right?”
Leading Jockey.
It refers to the rider who has won the most championships in a year.
In a word, it is the title of the best rider.
It hurts, damn it.
***
As soon as I returned to Brisbane, I was called to Inham.
It was because there was a call from Bobby.
When I arrived at the office, Bobby and Chris were there.
The reason was pretty much guessed.
“Is it today?”
“yes.”
Chris answered in a recalled voice.
The date of negotiations with the Daily Ranch was scheduled for today.
“But Bobby, can I go too?”
“Hey, weren’t you on the same team with Chris? Of course we should go together.”
Hearing the word “one team” from a foreigner’s mouth gives me a sense of belonging.
I’ve never used the word team in Korea except for group assignments or soccer.
It’s just a temporary team, and it’s not enough to say ‘one team’ in this daily life.
“But isn’t John here?”
“John is the head of the stallion. In a way, he’s a competitor, so I didn’t talk about it because he wouldn’t think of it harshly.”
“Oh, I didn’t think of that.”
The Daily Ranch under the Daily Stud.
Like John & Sara Ranch, it is a stallion, not a regular ranch.
Focusing on the production and breeding of thoroughbred stallions and mares.
“Stop it.”
At Bobby’s horse, we got into his car.
Bobby and his grandson Chris sat in the back seat, where I was the front passenger and the top seat.
About 50 minutes by car.
Driving south from Brisbane is the rural village of Glen Logan.
Geographically, it is a plain area, and it is a vast pasture with no end in sight, so it can be said that it is an optimal environment for a horse ranch.
It is said that the name of the village was named after the Glen Logan Stallion which used to be here a long time ago.
It was acquired by Inham in the past, and it was owned by Daily Ranch two years ago.
Now, the site is 200,000 pyeong.
Its size has more than doubled compared to the past Inham days.
“Wow, that’s no joke.”
From countless training tracks to expansive pastures and wooden buildings here and there.
The Daily Ranch was equipped with facilities that immediately showed signs of being generously supported by the world-famous stallion company, Daily Stud.
“Come here.”
Madduck Hunt greeted us at the entrance to the ranch.
He had already submitted his resignation letter and was in the process of taking over, so he remained at the Daily Ranch.
“What about Kepman?”
“I’m waiting for you in the office.”
“Yeah, go.”
With Madduk’s guidance, we went up to the Daily Ranch’s general manager’s office.
Since the Daily Ranch is an asset of the Daily Stud, there was no separate rancher, and the general manager was the best decision maker.
The office was simple like any other ranch.
Unlike a company, a ranch has an incomparably unpretentious office space.
That said, there is no need for expensive interior design for nothing.
You never know when you’ll be walking around in horse dung shoes and getting dusty.
“Long time no see, Kefman.”
Bobby proudly held out his hand from him.
“How have you been, Bobby. It’s the first time I’ve seen you since you took over the ranch.”
“That was already two years ago. In the meantime, it’s you who changed the ranch so much.”
“He doesn’t say anything. I’m just a salary earner. Hahaha.”
“Because you’re the one, I trusted the Daily Stud.”
“Ugh, don’t say anything. My head hurts because I’m so concerned with performance these days.”
Kepman waved his hand and rolled his eyes towards Chris and continued.
“You know? My grandson’s words stole my achievements.”
“Uh-huh, this person. They’re taking it all away. Say it right. You’ve earned it proudly with your skills. And why is it that a 2-year-old horse won the grand prize race?
“Isn’t the person who came to the deal too upright?”
“Once you get older, your back tends to bend by itself even if you stand still. You don’t bend when you try to stay upright. Understand, you’ll find out when you’re my age.”
“It’s still there. Hahaha.”
Kepman pushed a button on his phone and spoke to what he thought was his secretary.
“Susan, prepare some drinks for the guests here.”
-Yes, would you like coffee?
“No, milk tea would be better.”
-All right.
Bobby grinned.
“Well, people have a good memory. Do you still remember that I like milk tea?”
“Did you show me that you drink a lot of milk tea during the takeover negotiations? I’ve stopped drinking milk tea since then.
Kepman kicked his tongue and shook his head, continuing the old story.
It was as if he was expressing how embarrassed he was at that time.
I thought that his negotiating style was to make the sound of dying first and then eat the ground rice.
But it wasn’t just about the past.
“Oh, come to think of it, I heard that we’re taking Madduk, our next chief assistant, too…”
Kepman crossed his arms and looked at Madduck and Chris alternately with a bewildered expression.
After that, Bobby tapped the table twice.
“Hey, why are you talking here that an employee hits you because you don’t like the company? If you don’t like that, you have to decide whether the company does well in the first place or offers good conditions enough to want to stay.”
“Isn’t it the place where Bobby’s grandson is going to beat him up? From my point of view, I can’t avoid talking about it. I’ll lose the championship, lose the excellent staff, and how do I know what I’m going to take away?”
“Whoever hears it will think it’s a street robber.”
“It’s more frightening than a robbery. How much damage does this cost…”
“I think I did quite a bit for your convenience in a tripartite negotiation with a private equity fund two years ago. Do you still remember the word loss?”
“Hey heh heh…”
Kepman coughed and averted his gaze.
Just then, the door opened and a female employee came in with a tray with five cups of milk tea on it.
“Hey, the timing is amazing. This is why I can’t do anything without you, Susan.”
“Yes, enjoy.”
A female employee named Susan smiled and left.
“Hard experience. He’s in front of guests…”
“Don’t talk about it. Because I was there, the private equity fund sold the ranch to Daily Stud and was able to acquire it on good terms.
The place where Bobby sold Inham Ranch was a private equity fund, and he acted as a middleman from there to Daily Stud.
Maybe the Inham Ranch didn’t want to look at it, so it was quickly disposed of, and then missed it later?
The private equity fund would have sold the ranch back to anyone if it had money.
My guess is that the reason Bobby connected the Daily Stud was that he wanted it to remain in the form of a ranch.
“Uh huh, what do you need from me while you say that?”
Kepman scratched his forehead and rhymed on the subject.
“Give me Glorious.”
“Glorias?”
Kepman thought the name might be the name of a horse, but he couldn’t think of it at first glance.
It is also true that the Daily Ranch has more than five hundred and two horses, so I thought that he would not be able to memorize the names of all the horses.
So he turned his head and turned his gaze to Madduck Hunt.
“This is a 7-year-old sibling. It was taken over from the former Inham Ranch.”
“Oh, maybe that’s the word your ex-boss loved the most?”
“you’re right.”
“Now that I think about it, I remember. It was the words you took care of with the utmost sincerity. The other instructors couldn’t even touch it.”
“It wouldn’t be a bad deal for Kepman, as he’s old and not an important word on the Daily Ranch.”
“Look, Madduk. I don’t care if those words are important to me or not. The important thing is that they are very important to the customer.”
Kepman turned to Bobby and smiled.
“Is that right, Bobby?”
“Nothing. So, I’m here by myself.”
“How much will you give me?”
It was really disgusting to see Kefman slurping milk tea.
“It’s the price of an old mare with a poor pedigree. You’re more expert. How much would it cost?”
“Sum… well… uhhh…”
“Just my word. Don’t try to put anything else on the value of Glorias.”
“Um… you’re coming out pretty hard.”
“I said earlier? You mustn’t forget the kindness I’ve given you. I’m pretty cruel to those who forget kindness.”
“Isn’t the person who gave up on the horse racing world too much?”
“A person’s influence disappears only when that person dies. And there are many ways, even if it’s not in horse racing.”
“……?”
“If you’re confident, try calling it higher. I’ll buy Glorias at the price you paid for it. However, from now on, the daily ranch’s horses will only have to graze on weeds in the pasture. Feed? Hay? Oats? Whatever it is, in this land I won’t make any of them come here. If you’re going to import something and feed it, I won’t stop it.”
“……!!”
Kepman swallows the milk tea he was holding in his mouth, and puts the glass down with a contemplative face.
oh, it’s a sump