<h4>Chapter 826: Tears of Miura Machines’ Owner President (3) – Part 1</h4>


    After taking several sses of liquor at Pine, Gun-Ho, Jong-Suk Park, and Yoshitaka Matsui felt good. At that moment, three middle-ageddies came into the room. They were carrying Japanese musical instruments— Shamisen. And Mori Aikko, who Gun-Ho was eagerly waiting to see— followed those three women to the room. She was wearing a stunningly colorful flower-patterned Kimono. She was also wearing heavy makeup.


    Gun-Ho was sitting in the middle at the table, and Jong-Suk Park and Mr. Yoshitaka Matsui were sitting on each side of Gun-Ho. Jong-Suk Park, who saw Mori Aikko for the first time, was amazed by her beauty.


    “So, she is a geisha? She is incredibly gorgeous.”


    Mori Aikko sat on the tatami floor carefully in a kneeling position in front of Gun-Ho’s party as she always did to any other guests in the bar. A faint smile appeared on her face, and then she ced her head on the floor as she was giving a deep bow to the party.


    She said, “I am Mori Aikko.”


    “Hmm, it has been a while, Mori Aikko,” Gun-Ho said.


    Segawa Joonkko filled up Gun-Ho’s empty ss with liquor. The sound of Shamisen started filling the air in the room. The sad-sounded melody from Shamisen resonated in the room. The title of the song was Gion Kouta which was depicting a geisha’s sad love story.


    Mori Aikko slowly stood up and began dancing along with the melody from Shamisen. Jong-Suk Park seemed to bepletely mesmerized by her beautiful look and her dance performance.


    [The moon hung above Higashiyama (mountain) faintly; every night, under the hazy light from antern, the red Sakura flower hesitates even in her dreams. Conceiving her secret feeling on the edge of her Kimono Furisode; Oh, the love of a geisha, the Tti (belt) was drooping feebly.]


    Gun-Ho thought that the melody was so intive and sad. Mr. Yoshitaka Matsui, who was sitting next to Gun-Ho, was already wiping tears off his cheeks after taking off his sses. Looking at Mr. Yoshitaka Matsui’s tears, Segawa Joonkko was also shedding tears.


    Segawa Joonkko said as she filled up Mr. Yoshitaka Matsui’s ss with liquor, “Please ept this ss of liquor for me.”


    Mr. Yoshitaka Matsui finished the liquor that Mama San handed to him at once.


    Segawa Joonkko asked him, “Please fill my ss with liquor too.”


    It was very unusual to see Mama San Segawa Joonkko drinking a ss of liquor when she was with her customers because that was against her policy, and she was not supposed to drink during business hours. However, she made an exception that day since she was with her old me— Yoshitaka Matsui.


    After having a ss of liquor, she picked up her hand fan and stood up. She then started dancing next to Mori Aikko along with the melody from the Shamisen. The song of Gion Kouta was halfway finished. A fairly-like young woman in her early 20s and a very attractive mid-ageddy in herte 40s danced together along with the sad melody that was filling the air in the room.


    [Covering the fair-skinned nape of her neck with a hand fan, her tears that she tried to hide wet her Kuchibeni (lipstick). Oh, the love of a geisha, the Tti (belt) was drooping feebly.]


    Segawa Joonkko was whimpering while dancing, surprisingly so was Mori Aikko. They both had or were having hopeless love, and they were shedding tears over their sad reality.


    Long time ago, the young newspaper journalist— Mr. Yoshitaka Matsui— had loved the young geisha— Segawa Joonkko— in their old days, but Segawa Joonkko couldn’t ept his love because he wasn’t a wealthy man. It was prohibited for a geisha from falling in love with a mediocre man who wasn’t rich because she wouldn’t be able to receive financial support from a rich sponsor. A geisha grew up with an obligation to pay her debt incurred while they were raised by Gion (Kyoto’s famous geisha district). Segawa Joonkko had to find her rich sponsor instead as any other geisha would, to pay off the debt. Consequently, Segawa Joonkko epted a sponsorship proposal by an old man who was running apany in the mining industry. He was almost as old as her own father. As a result, the love between Segawa Joonkko and Mr. Yoshitaka Matsui couldn’t take ce.


    Mori Aikko also would have to leave Gun-Ho someday. Gun-Ho, who was in histe 30s, had a wife and a child. Mori Aikko’s love for him couldn’tst for long. The melody from Shamisen continued to fill the air in the room. Gun-Ho’s eyes started being welled with tears as well. When he saw Mori Aikko’s red lips being wet with her tears, he almost burst into tears.


    On the other hand, Jong-Suk Park just couldn’t take his eyes off from these two seductive geishas who were dancing.


    Once the dance performance was over, Gun-Ho apuded enthusiastically. Mr. Yoshitaka Matsui and Jong-Suk Park joined Gun-Ho in apuding for their touching dance performance. The three mid-aged Shamisen yers left the room, and Mori Aikko was getting ready to leave as well.


    At that moment, Gun-Ho said to Mori Aikko, “Aikko, please sit with me, and fill up my empty ss with liquor.”


    Mori Aikko was still in a kneeling position on the floor, and she looked up at Segawa Joonkko with a tear-stained face waiting for her approval. Segawa Joonkko nodded her head giving her a sign meaning okay. The twodies’ heavy makeups were smudged because of their tears.


    Mori Aikko sat close to Gun-Ho with a lovely smile.


    “Oppa, when did youe to Japan?”


    “I came yesterday. I had a business to take care of, and I stopped by here to see you.”


    Jong-Suk Park was frightened when he heard Mori Aikko speaking Korean while asking Gun-Ho when he arrived in Japan. This fairly-lookingdy could speak Korean.


    Jong-Suk Park then realized that Gun-Ho was a regr to this private bar, and the beautiful Mori Aikko was his lover who he didn’t tell anyone in Korea.


    ‘Wow. Gun-Ho bro is unbelievable. In fact, he was the one who told me to buy those forfeited shares of Dyeon Korea, and then asked me to form GH Machines, so that I could make money and run my own business with an already-established client because of him. He is an exceptionally unique and incredible person.


    Moreover, he speaks Chinese fluently, and he has his sessful business in China too. And, now, I see him hanging out with these incredibly beautifuldies. I can’t even dream topete with him in this life. I guess I am a lucky man having a close friend like Gun-Ho bro.’


    After filling up Gun-Ho’s ss with liquor, Mori Aikko moved backward in a kneeling position. She then ced her head on the floor again and gave a deep bow to Gun-Ho.


    “Mori Aikko is retreating for now.”


    Once Mori Aikko left the room, Mr. Yoshitaka Matsui extended his hand to Mama San Segawa Joonkko.


    “Thank you, Segawa Joonkko. I’ve been dreaming about watching you dancing along the music— Gion Kouta— while having a drink or two in your bar. My dream came true today.”


    “I picked this particr Kimono with your favorite flower pattern and wore heavy makeup today for you, Mr. Yoshitaka Matsui. I don’t think my sincerity toward you for today wouldn’t pay off what you have done for me, but I hope you have a good time.”


    “Thank you.”


    Mr. Yoshitaka Matsui held Joonkko’s hand firmly.


    It was mid-October.


    Gun-Ho didn’t go to Jiksan Town or Asan City to work that day, but he stayed in his office in GH Building, Sinsa Town watching the movement of Dyeon Korea’s stock. Ever since Gun-Ho sold all of his Dyeon Korea’s stock that he had purchased using Seung-Hee sister’s stock ount, the trading volume noticeably decreased, and the price stayed around the initial public offering price of 26,200 won.


    ‘This is the original position that it is supposed to maintain.’


    The number of Dyeon Korea’s stock avable on the stock market was very limited. And, without the presence of stock maniptors, the daily trading volume of Dyeon Korea’s stock was low; about 10,000 shares were being traded per day. When Gun-Ho opened the stock discussion forum, people were talking about splitting the stock.


    “Hey, Gun-Ho Goo! Are you there? Aren’t you going to do the stock split?”


    “If you were going to let the stock avable on the stock market in this low volume without splitting them, why did you decide to go public in the first ce?”


    “You should do a stock split. So, more shares would be avable to trade on the stock market. What are you going to do with this low trade volume?”


    “If you are not willing to let more shares avable to trade on the stock market, then make yourpany private again. That would make more sense.”