I can't be more familiar with this voice. I don’t need to guess who it was. The only one who always came late, my brother Harry.
The terrifying existence of the younger generation of business owners. He was known for being merciless, from his employees to his business partners and enemies.
When I was young beside dad I look highly to my brother. I witnessed my brother’s progress from the very beginning. The hell like training, his efforts and his dedication.
When he was young my father already installed in his mind that he would inherit the company in the future and my dad has high expectations of him.
Harry was still young and he already unknowingly carried the heavy burden. He doesn’t have the luxury to enjoy his childhood. My father would always teach him and deprive him for being
