xennovel
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"You're really going to go public with this... is that even possible?" Despite my confident assertions, their skeptical gazes remained fixed on me. It was no surprise they couldn't believe me. After all, the laws surrounding private loans were still murky, allowing anyone to engage in them. However, after the IMF crisis, the underground economy would be legitimized under the guise of transparency. I planned to seize that moment to elevate my grandfather's business into the public eye. "Yes, it’s…-
1.1 M • Ongoing
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Song Hyeon-su let out a deep sighh, unable to read my expression. "These days, Grandfather hasn't been meeting anyone, but I noticed you see him often. I'm curious about what you talk about since he rarely gives his grandsons time..." "Is that so?" He furrowed his brow slightly, looking a bit regretful as he nodded. "It seems like he was really hurt after losing the election, so unless it’s something truly important, he stays in his study. He only shows his face during meals." That made sense. I…
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1.1 M • Ongoing
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"Your constant pushing of opinions... it feels like you knew the real-name financial system would be implemented this year. Am I wrong?" I met Grandfather's gaze steadily, my expression calm. "Anyone could have guessed it. It was clearly stated in the campaign promises. But everyone was so convinced it wouldn't happen that they failed to see it coming. That's what set me apart." Grandfather stared at me for a while, seemingly at a loss for words. Then, suddenly, he burst into loud laughter. "Hahaha!…
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1.1 M • Ongoing
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"Hey, you’re kind of scary, you know?" U.S. citizen. This was the key to everything I had planned. "I'm the one who found where your brother was hiding. Do you really not know anything about him? Anyway, you still have it, right?" Han Gyeong-yeong nodded. "But why?" "Let’s wrap up our time in Korea and head to the U.S. We can set up an investment firm there, and I need you to recruit some people for me." "An investment firm? Can't we do that here in Korea?" "We need to create the illusion that…
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1.1 M • Ongoing
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As promised, I visited the home of Daehyeon's Honorary Chairman Song Young-ju. Guided by a secretary, I entered his study. I bowed my head, noticing Chairman Song's demeanor was entirely different from when I came with my grandfather. "Hello, Chairman." "Ah, sit down." "Yes." As I took a seat, Chairman Song also moved from his desk to sit at the head of the sofa. Chairman Song stared at me searchingly for a while before speaking. "I'm not sure what I can teach you. But since Chairman Cheon asked,…
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1.1 M • Ongoing
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"Do you know where this is?" "Yes." I took a fresh look around. The residence of the honorary chairman of Daehyeon, ranked first among conglomerates. It was a house similar in size to Grandfather's. Just then, the door opened and a man who looked like a secretary came out to greet us. "They're waiting for you. Please come in." Grandfather nodded lightly and followed him. I too followed behind Grandfather. As we entered, Chairman Song was waiting at the front door to welcome us. "Oh my, Chairman…
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"Let's deal with Lee Sa-seong first." At my words the jovial drinking atmosphere froze over like the Han River in midwinter. The playfulness vanished from Park Dong-su's voice as his expression hardened. "Watch what you say kid." "I don't think I said anything wrong. When I first gave you the info on the war on crime didn't I tell you to hide quietly without telling Lee Sa-seong? Why do you think that was? I believe these things will keep happening." Park Dong-su's already stony face twisted in…
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1.1 M • Ongoing
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"Aaarghhhh!" Blood splattered across the office floor. Heo Ki-hoon howled in pain, and the faces of the others darkened. Ah, except for Byeon Seong-ho, who was still sprawled on the floor, oblivious. "You bastard, still trying to sow discord? Saying Sa-seong hyungnim ordered it?" Park Dong-su wiped the blood from his eyes with the back of his hand and glared at the other two. "You guys retire too. I can't cover for you anymore. Not planning to say who ordered this, are you?" "It's true Sa-seong…
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1.1 M • Ongoing
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"Fuck, Big Bro Ki-hoon! Who ordered this? There's no fucking way you'd have the balls to do this on your own. Who was it?" Park Dong-su glared at Heo Ki-hoon, his voice rough with anger. Heo Ki-hoon let out a derisive snort. "Who ordered it? Nobody. This is all on you, Boss Park. The four of us are on the same page here, aren't we?" The other three nodded in agreement. "We're sorry, Boss Park." "Please understand, Big Bro Dong-su." Rage swept across Park Dong-su's face. He had every right to be…
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1.1 M • Ongoing
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It was around the time when the Cheon Su-han slot machine issue had died down. With the school break, I set off for Busan with Myeong-su and Hyeon-seong. After dropping them off at their homes, I arrived at 'our' house. As soon as I opened the front gate, a wave of nostalgia washed over me. When I opened the front door, the scent of Grandma's soybean paste stew tickled my nose. "Grandma! I'm home!" Grandma, who was in the kitchen, came running, wiping her hands on her apron. "Oh my~ My baby's here.…
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