The CEO'S Untouchable Genius
Chapter 1: A Menace
lee do wook ( uncle/ guardian)
This is fifty thousand. Uncle has already done his best to help you!
Jungkook glanced at the bank card that Lee Dong-wook had thrown onto the coffee table and he looked up with a cold, untameable gaze.
Jeon Jungkook(Mc)
No need for that. Thanks, Uncle,
He said indifferently as he sat down on the sofa sloppily.
Lee Dong-wook pursed his lips. His tone became cold.
lee do wook ( uncle/ guardian)
You don’t need it? So Jimin doesn’t need it as well?
Jungkook played with the toy gun in his hands.
Jeon Jungkook(Mc)
I can take care of my younger brother. You can just take Jeon Suzy with you.
lee do wook ( uncle/ guardian)
sneered disdainfully, You’ll take care of him? With what? Do you have money? What, should he follow you, someone who hasn’t even graduated from high school, to work and beg outside?
What an embarrassment to the family!
Jungkook gave a wry, enigmatic smile and his eyes curved slightly. Then he said in a brash manner
Jeon Jungkook(Mc)
Money? I’ve got a little. You can keep this bunch of money for Bae Suzy.
Lee Dong-wook frowned at his nephew, who seemed outstanding in appearance, but carried himself like a bad person.
When Jungkook was born, everyone knew that he would grow up to be beautiful. He doted a lot on his beautiful nephew. When he got older, his temper worsened
He was such a thankless wretch to be acting out like that at something so trivial as touching his stuff.
His sister had a good personality. Thus, even though her children disliked Jungkook, they still tried to be nice.
It was only until Jungkook beat an adult man till he was half-paralyzed did they start to avoid him like the plague.
After spending a month at the youth detention center, his sister brought him back.
After the severe lesson, he was sent to elementary school.
However, after just a few days of class, he was forced to drop out after beating another student till he was sent to the hospital.
What a bad record he had!
Whoever had such a child would be unlucky for eight lifetimes!
His sister and husband had both died unexpectedly, leaving three children with no guardians.
It was a critical time for his promotion in the political arena.
Jimin, like Jungkook, was causing trouble everywhere. Ever since he was young, he had gotten into fights, skipped classes and neglected his responsibilities.
Bringing these two back with him would be asking for trouble.
It was especially so since there were so many bigwigs in Seoul
If these two caused any trouble there, his future prospects would be ruined.
Among his sister’s three children, Jeon bae Suzy was the only smart and sensible one.
She was smart and had her sister’s good looks as well. She was beautiful and well-loved by others.
If not, his sister wouldn’t have left all the real estates under her name to Jeon Bae Suzy.
Bringing this girl with him would be his way of showing gratitude to his sister for taking care of him ever since he was young.
lee do wook ( uncle/ guardian)
Good luck on your own!
Said Lee Dong-wook coldly before leaving the residence, walking with big strides.
Jeon Bae Suzy came down from upstairs. Lee Dong-wook’s secretary was walking beside her and helping her with the luggage.
Jeon bae suzy
Brother ,though Dad and Mom gave me the house, you and Jimin can stay here for now. I don’t mind, Bae Suzy (said with a smile.)
Jungkook stuffed the toy gun in his bag and raised his eyebrows,
Jeon Jungkook(Mc)
No need.
He raised his hand and looked at the time.
It was five o’ clock. It was time to pick up Jimin from school.
He picked up the black motorcycle helmet beside him and walked out.
A Shabby looking motorcycle was parked at the entrance of the villa.
The prettiest thing about the motorcycle was the skull on both of the rearview mirrors, giving it a spooky vibe.
Jungkook put on the helmet, straddled his slender legs over the bike, and let down the visor with a click.
The motorcycle roared to life and sped out.
Jeon Bae Suzy walked up to the BMW and the secretary helped her open the car door.
She turned to look in the direction Jungkook had departed in, her eyes narrow.
lee do wook ( uncle/ guardian)
Yinyin, get in the car.
Jeon bae suzy
(said lovably)
Okay, Uncle.
lee do wook ( uncle/ guardian)
( snorted)
You don’t ever have to interact with that kind of low class person again! They only deserve to look up to you!
Chapter 2: Let’s Go to Seoul
The motorcycle stopped under a banyan tree not far from the elementary school’s entrance.
Jungkook lowered his slender legs and put his feet on the ground. He took off his helmet and his black hair fell over his shoulders.
His eyes narrowed as he looked toward the school entrance, crowded with parents standing around, waiting to pick up their kids.
It was twenty past five. It was ten minutes before Jimin was dismissed.
Troublesome.
Jungkook’s eyes showed a little impatience. He swung the bag to the front from behind him.
He unzipped the bag. The large black backpack was messy inside.
Inside was a laptop, a toy gun, a mechanical watch, a roll of black cloth the size of his palm, a long metal box, a lighter, a pack of cigarettes, several lollipops, and three cell phones, two of which had heavy clamshell designs while the other was a light clamshell.
Although each item didn’t weigh much, together, they were a heavy package.
Jungkook took out the clamshell cell phone. There were dozens of unread messages in the inbox.
He raised his eyebrows at one of the messages.
There was a brash, faint smile at the corner of his lips.
He raised his eyebrows at one of the messages.
There was a brash, faint smile at the corner of his lips.
Across the road, a black car slowly came to a stop.
chauffeur
Young Master Taehyung, this is it,
The two windows on the right side of the car rolled down.
A man sat in the back seat of the car, his long legs folded. He was wearing a black shirt, his arms casually resting on the window. He had a cigarette between his well-defined and spotless fingers.
Looking at the school and the noisy bunch of elementary school students, he frowned.
Kim Taehyung (ML)
Don’t tell me the person I’m looking for is here.
The man looked away. He had fair skin and a tall nose. His deep-set eyes were squinting and with his thin lips slightly pursed, he gave off a cold vibe.
The chauffeur awkwardly scratched his head.
None of the people in front looked anything like the person they were looking for.
Puzzled, the chauffeur said,
chauffeur
But this is the place that was indicated
The man’s face became solemn.
Kim Taehyung (ML)
When was that?
chauffeur
Just ten minutes ago.
The man flicked off the ashes from his cigarette. His eyes narrowed as his cold gaze inadvertently turned to the place beneath the tree in the distance.
It was quite windy today.
A young man was sitting on a motorcycle. His long black hair was ethereally blowing in the wind. He was outrageously pretty.
The small red band on his wrist contrasted with his skin which was as white as jade. It was so alluring. His clothes were too loose to see his figure.
What a pity that he had become a guardian at such a young age.
He shifted his gaze away and asked,
Kim Taehyung (ML)
How long did it show up for?
The man kicked the chauffeur’s chair from behind,
Kim Taehyung (ML)
You dare to bring me here when it showed up for less than a minute? The person already ran away!
chauffeur
The chauffeur lowered his head, My mistake.
The man took a puff of the cigarette. His well-defined fingers snubbed out the cigarette in the ashtray.
Kim Taehyung (ML)
Okay, let’s go back to Seoul and let the servants continue the search.
At half past five, the school bell rang.
A little boy about seven or eight years old was the first to rush out of school.
He stood at the entrance and looked around.
When he saw Jungkook, his eyes lit up, and he ran towards him.
His curly hair became messy as the wind blew through it.
He took off his school uniform, stuffed it into the schoolbag, and then threw the entire school bag into the trash bin.
It was as though he was making an escape.
Jimin shouted from far away.
Jungkook looked up from his cell phone and saw Jimin running wildly toward him and he clicked his tongue.
Jeon Jungkook(Mc)
What are you running for?
Jeon jimin
I can finally ditch this horrid place
Jimin rolled his eyes in disgust at the elementary school behind him.
Jungkook laughed and handed him a small helmet.
Jimin put it on, as though he were very familiar with it, and asked,
Jeonjimin
Has Bae Suzy gone already?
Jungkook responded casually.
Jimin rolled his eyes again.
Jungkook stretched out his arm, picked him up, and threw him in the back seat.
Then he threw the weighty bag to him.
Jeon Jungkook(Mc)
Why are you calling her that?
Jeon jimin
She’s brainless. Who should I call that if not her?
Jimin hugged the big, black bag and said matter-of-factly,
Jeon jimin
Does she really think that the family thinks well of her? They’re only interested in the property under her name!
Jungkook flipped up the motorcycle’s kickstand, throttled, and the motorcycle whizzed down the road.
When it brushed past the black sedan the man’s face flashed past.
Jungkook raised his eyebrows. There was a faint sinister smirk at his lips.
Jeon jimin
Brother, where are we going? Jimin hugged his waist as he asked.
Jeon Jungkook(Mc)
The airport
Jeon Jungkook(Mc)
We’re going to Seoul. To uncle Gong Yoo
Chapter -3 Two big bosses
It was already nighttime when Jungkook and Jimin arrived.
Gong yoo
Jungkook, Jimin, you guys are finally here!
Gong Yoo was so excited that his hands were shaking and he almost went over to give the big boss a hand.
Jungkook put his hands in the pockets of his black jacket and said lightly,
Jeon Jungkook(Mc)
Uncle Gong is being too polite.
Gong yoo
No, no, no, it’s fine. I’ll be entrusting you to deal with that thorny problem of mine.
Gong Yoo personally went to open the car door for Jungkook. The subordinate was dumbfounded as he watched.
Who was this young man who was commanding such respect from Boss Gong?
They looked like kids. Jungkook was supposed to handle the problem that even Boss Gong found difficult to deal with?
Jungkook nodded to Gong Yoo.
He turned around and took Jimin into the car.
Gong Yoo lived in a bungalow in the city center. The tall, heavy metal gate looked imposing.
The helper opened the door.
Gong Yoo personally went to open the car door again and showed them the way.
Jimin followed Jungkook while carrying a black bag that was a little too big for him.
He looked pitiful as though he were being abused. Jungkook paid him no mind, lazily playing a game on his phone.
Gong Yoo couldn’t bear watching.
Gong yoo
Jimin, do you want me to carry your bag for you?
Jimin waved his hand proudly.
Jeon jimin
No, it’s my pleasure to help my brother carry his things!
Gong Yoo looked at Jungkook, who didn’t even turn back, and his mouth twitched.
Jimin pulled on the strap of the large school bag, panting as he followed behind Jungkook.
Gong Yoo’s wife, Tae-ri, sat on the sofa. When she saw the group coming in, she got up to receive them
Tae -ri took off Gong Yoo’s jacket and greeted Jungkook with an unnatural expression
Jungkook looked up from his phone screen and smiled slightly.
Jeon Jungkook(Mc)
Madam Gong.
Even though Jungkook had a very handsome appearance, he gave off dangerous vibes.
The slight curve at the corner of his lips looked pleasant, yet there was a cold ruthlessness about it.
Tae -ri had already looked into Jungkook’s profile.
He was a delinquent who got into fights, and skipping school was completely normal for him.
The only thing presentable about him was his delicate appearance.
She just couldn’t understand why her husband would want to associate with such a person. He even let him into their house.
What would they do if he became a bad influence on their children?
Gong Yoo didn’t notice the displeasure behind Lin Zhou’s eyes.
He unbuttoned his cuffs, rolled them up, and said,
Gong yoo
Jungkook, it’s late. You and Jimin should go and rest. Let’s talk tomorrow.
Jungkook responded absent-mindedly while dealing a headshot to his opponent in the game.
The guest room on the third floor was large.
It seemed the room had been prepared with great care. Everything they needed was available.
Jimin was still young, so Gong Yoo had placed two beds in the room so Jungkook could conveniently take care of him.
He personally showed them the way upstairs.
Gong yoo
If you need anything, just tell me. Don’t hesitate to ask.
When Jungkook finished his game, he threw the phone onto the bed and asked,
Jeon Jungkook(Mc)
When will things be arranged for Jimin?
Jeon jimin
Ah? What things?
Jimin looked confused.
Gong Yoo ruffled the boy’s hair.
Gong yoo
He’s still young, so the procedures will be a bit troublesome. It should only take about two days.
Seeing that no one was explaining anything,
Jimin couldn’t be bothered to ask again.
He kicked his feet up and started playing a game on his phone.
Jungkook said calmly,
Jeon Jungkook(Mc)
Alright. Once you’ve settled it, we can talk about your business.
Gong yoo
Hey, Jungkook, that’s cold. Do you think Uncle Gong would lie to you?
Jungkook turned away emotionlessly and took the computer out of his backpack, placing it on the table.
He pulled out a chair and sat down with his legs propped up like a boss.
Jimin had probably learned it from him.
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