" where’s hyong’ Lay screamed walking into one of the few places he knows his brother will be at. His Office.
       

           “ Your brother is not here .        .    .  .” The secretary jumped up and bowed before answering
     

          “  He doesn’t work here anymore  .   .  .Headquarters  .   . has. . . “ he didn’t let her finish he ran out the same way he walked in. 
         

            He ran back to the elevator not even paying attention to the people staring at him. The only thought in his mind is finding his brother. “ where could he be? .   .   .   .his apartment” Lay pressed the L button dozen of times. Getting more irritated as the minutes ago by. 
                 Click- the door opened and lay ran out. 

          11:13
                   

              “ Your brother is calling” Joon threw the phone towards the man sitting at his desk . He caught it in the air and just stared at the caller Id for a couple of minutes before sliding the green button and pulling the phone close to his ear.
                 

            “ where the hell are you”  even Joon heard Lay’s scream from across the room. 
                 

                  “ Why do you always do this . . .. hu?” no answer
                 

             “  I know you're there .       .  .hyong” 
                 “ Hyongg . .  .   .” still no answer.  His brother threw the phone back at Joon and went back to his papers
                   

                              “ yoboseyo  . . .” 
                    “ well hello Lay  .  .  .   do you mind turning the volume down a little ” Joon said getting up and walking to the table. He put the phone down on the table and pressed on speaker.  
                    “ put my brother on”     
                 

       “ your brother's not here” Joon replied  looking through the pile of papers laid on the table. 
                 “ put him on   .   .   .I know he's there” Joon looked up at his boss and smiled. His boss didn’t smile back not even look up he just went on reading. 
               

              “ your brother's not here  .  .  .  .why don’t you call some other time” Joon walked back to his seat carrying the pile of papers he picked up from the table.
                  “ Is this how it’s going to be hyong?” 
               

               Both Joon and sungi looked up at the man who paused for a minute after hearing lay’s voice but then seconds later went on with his reading.
                  “ Fine then”  lay hang up.
         

        “ Just talk to him  .  .   .” Joon said minutes later. His boss didn’t say anything. 
         

     “  Is he back for the inheritance” sungi got up and walked to the kitchen.
         

       “ If he get’s your grandma’s share .    .   .  .  then it’s a done deal  . .   .” sungi continued talking pulling a bottle water out of the small fridge next to the bookshelf.  
            

           “ you might wanna start being nice to him .  .   .

        “  .    .   .    . before he takes over and kicks you off” sungi said walking back . The last sentence is what draw their bosses attention as he looked up at sungi giving him a chilling look.
         

            “ your choice  .   .   .sir” sungi bowed smiling.
        “.   .   .   .see you tomorrow .   .   .” sungi waved his hand and walked out of the room.
       

           “ his right you know .    .   . .   .   .you should be at least a little nice to him” Joon said keeping his eyes on the paper in his hand.
         

              “am’ serious .   .   .” he slowly raised his head and turned his eyes from the paper to the man sitting across. As usual his boss didn't say anything, he just went on reading. 
     

              “ I don’t think he will kick you off  when he get’s the inheritance but  .  .  .  .it might be good to be on his good side” His boss looked up.
       

         “am’ just saying .    .    .
    “ .   .   .  .  it won’t hurt you much to just be a little .      .    . just a little nice to him” 
   

       “ .     .    .  you know how much he loves you .   .       .    .” 
     

              “ that’s enough” his boss finally spoke up. Knowing that he's on the borderline of his bosses patience Joon took his boss's word and dropped the subject. 
         

                " sir,  your father called " his secretary said walking in quietly
           

            " he said you should attend the meeting with the finance minister tomorrow. 
        " .  .  He is leaving for paris tonight with your mother" she bowed and walked out of the room as quietly as she walked in.  After making sure she left the room joon turned his eyes to his boss 
          " what's going on in paris?"
                     

                  His boss didn't answer his question but made his own demand. 
   

           " call the managing director and tell him to go" the man stood up and walked towards the fridge.
           " He's in tokyo for the trade agreement" joon's eyes followed his boss as he poured himself a drink and walked towards the window.
         

            " if not your father, i think you should be the one to attend " joon looked worriedly as his boss took in the whole glass in one breath.
             " is it the cameras .   .    .   . You could walk in through the back." 
              " or is it the governmental officials .    .    .     . You don't want to deal with " joon asked throwing the paper on his hands down on the table. 
             

               " find someone who has management position  from the HQ and send them" the other man said his eyes still glued to the city view in front of him. Joon picked up the phone and walked out.