2 – 2. Conglomerate? (2)
Come to think of it.
Even if I’m just an extra.
I’m a conglomerate now, right?
Then what should I do?
I have to make sure this game doesn’t end, right?
At least until the game is over, I can live as a conglomerate.
hehehehe. Sweet deal.
When would I ever get to live as a conglomerate?
I don’t know why I got stuck in this night game, but since I’m in it, I should live doing the things I want.
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“Since Director Park has already cooked it up, we should expect good results, right?”
He diligently persuaded Director Park, extracting both known and unknown terms.
Global rationalization, market dominance through preemptive measures, enhancement of group brand value, and so on and so forth.
Even in my own opinion, it seemed like a fantastic combination of nonsense, but Director Park didn’t oppose at all.
Why?
Because I’m the third generation of a chaebol.
Isn’t this the aura of a chaebol’s third generation?
Puhahahahaha.
In reality, if you’re a director of a major corporation, you might be untouchable, but here, it’s different.
Anyway.
My plan was simple.
Sending the protagonist, Baek Seonghun, abroad.
Making him disappear from the field was precisely my plan.
Isn’t preventing the clear conditions of the protagonist Baek Seonghun the most valid way to keep the game from ending?
As far as I know, the main stage for Baek Seonghun’s activities in the night game is in Korea.
I haven’t played it myself, so I don’t know if he acts as a troublemaker even abroad.
But when I looked at the manual, the background is in Korea, and most of the heroine’s names are Korean, so it’s probably right to assume that the heroine appears in Korea.
But if I prevent him from meeting the heroine?
Then the game won’t end, right?
Of course, there’s time attack, and if you can’t spend the night with the heroines, the game might end after a certain period, but that’s something I’ll figure out.
If it’s going to end anyway, there’s no point in trying to stop it, right?
Instead, it’s a second option to delay the ending by sending the protagonist abroad, and it wouldn’t be bad to enjoy a chaebol life until then.
“hehehehe. A chaebol, huh.”
Honestly, I didn’t feel much right away.
I’ve only heard the word chaebol, never had any chaebol friends around, and I’ve never indirectly experienced their lives.
Just dramas and movies?
And even those can’t be considered real chaebols, as they intentionally romanticize or portray them as extreme villains.
“But still, if it’s a chaebol, there’s one common point.”
They’re all filthy rich.
By the way, how much do I have?
Unfortunately, I couldn’t figure that out.
Maybe because I inherited bits and pieces of Seo Woo-jin’s memories, there were too many blurry things.
I definitely seem to have a lot of money…
But it’s uncomfortable because the memories are like this.
“That’s also uncomfortable.”
Those guys floating on the left.
[[[System stabilizing]]]
[[[Updating information]]]
[[[Activating characters]]]
Since I opened my eyes for the first time, these dialogue boxes or whatever they are haven’t disappeared.
What kind of system stabilization are you still doing?
Is my memory blurry because it’s in the middle of updating information?
Or is it because the character activation isn’t working?
Confirming the exact meaning of these three things is an important issue, but the bigger problem is,
“If that continues to float there, I feel like I’ll go crazy and have an accident.”
Huh?
Did my ears just perk up in the conversation window?
As soon as I spoke, the flickering and blurriness slowed down and disappeared as if it never existed.
Oh wow. That’s good.
Now I can see clearly.
“So, what I need to do now is.”
I took out the wallet from the drawer.
Inside were thick stacks of cash and checkbooks, as well as identification cards, business cards, and credit cards.
“Whoa. Look at the money. No wonder the wallet is heavy.”
The money in front of me is not important right now.
First, I carefully took out each credit card one by one and examined the front and back.
And finally, I confirmed that I had the card I needed.
“This is it!”
I put on a suit jacket and left the office.
Immediately, Secretary Kim Chaeyoon stood up from her desk.
“Director. Where are you going?”
On my way to youㅡ,
Cough.
Almost blurted out nonsense when our eyes met.
I calmly spoke with a composed expression.
“I’ll be back in a moment.”
“Should I call the driver?”
…Driver? Oh, right, I’m a third-generation chaebol.
But I don’t have a driver waiting for me.
“No need for that.”
Kim Chaeyoon, who was silently staring at me, nodded as if understanding the situation and replied.
“I understand. If someone looks for the director, I’ll just say you went out for external arrangements. I’ll also mention that I’m not sure when you’ll be back.”
Oh? Quite tactful.
Turning leisure into external arrangements.
I gave a sly smile.
“Please do that.”
“And.”
As I tried to pass by Kim Chaeyoon, her lips gently parted.
“I’ll also cancel all the afternoon schedules. Have a safe trip. Director.”
Oh.
Did it go in and out of my head?
Are you really enjoying handling the task?
I almost gave a thumbs up, but I felt like it wouldn’t work in that image, so I just nodded my head slightly and walked out.
# # #
“Reassignment overseas? Are you talking about the new employees?”
“Yes. After confirming it because you were so insistent, I came to report.”
The man sitting at the head of the conference table stared at Executive Director Park Young-woo with eyes like a snake.
Executive Director Park Young-woo tolerated his attitude as if it were only natural.
“Where is the list?”
“Here it is.”
The man who received the list, condensed with detailed information on a single page, along with their resumes, asked in a puzzled tone.
“Are these all the new employees?”
“No.”
“No? So, are the new employees on this list the ones personally chosen by General Manager Seo?”
“It seems so. I don’t know the criteria General Manager Seo used to assign these new employees overseas, but when I went to see him, the list had already been condensed.”
“Hmm…”
The man examined the resumes.
Just ordinary new employees that you can find anywhere.
There was nothing unusual.
No matter how impressive his qualifications may be, in this man’s eyes, he only appears to be a servant struggling to find a job.
The man’s eyebrows slightly furrowed.
“What on earth is he thinking?”
“I still haven’t been able to figure it out… I’m just trying to buy some time to understand his intentions…”
“Well then.”
The man interrupted Park, the deputy general manager, as if there was nothing more to hear.
And he threw the resume he was holding in front of Park.
“Proceed.”
“Pardon?”
“Didn’t you hear? Proceed as Director Seo instructed.”
“Oh. Yes!”
Park hunched his back as if bowing and lowered his head.
He had seen the man in front of him since he was very young, but he could never stand tall in his presence.
Park was the second grandson of Seo Changsu, the chairman of Seohwa Group, and was considered the future leader of the group.
Director Seo Woo Sung spoke with an emotionless voice.
“If possible, issue the appointment letter quickly. If there are any new employees who refuse to go abroad, make a list and bring it to me. Even if we have to offer good conditions, we must send them. That way, we can see what Woo Jin is thinking.”
“Yes, Director!”
Director Seo Woo Sung crossed his arms and looked down at the resume with a strange gaze.
“I need to know what our cute little brother is thinking, what he’s trying to do within the group. I need to know that…”
He barely managed to swallow the words that had risen to his throat, then redirected the course of the conversation.
“…Anyway, Vice President Park Youngwoo will have to help me a lot in the future.”
With the word ‘we,’ Vice President Park Youngwoo looked at Manager Seo Woosung with eyes that seemed ready to dedicate all loyalty.
“I understand. Manager! I will definitely grasp the situation and report back!”
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“Alright. I’ll be waiting.”
Vice President Park took his resume, greeted crisply, and swiftly left the office as the door closed.
Along with the sound of the door closing, Manager Seo Woosung continued the interrupted conversation.
“Do I need to know that to drive that guy out of the group, Wujin?”
# # #
Is this really a game?
It was so realistic that it felt like my eyes were about to pop out.
It wasn’t because of people, buildings, or the natural environment like trees or air that surprised me.
Bored while waiting, I took out my smartphone and played with it. When I absentmindedly searched for information, the amount of information that came up was the same as in reality.
It might not be a big deal if it wasn’t a big deal, but this was, in fact, extraordinary.
It meant that an enormous amount of data was flowing within the game, to the extent that it couldn’t be thought of as just a game.
“Customer number 156. Please come to window 5.”
The shout of the woman interrupted my thoughts.
In the origin of the voice, there was a bank employee wandering around. I stood up and approached her, and she greeted me with a bright smile.
“Welcome. Customer. What can I help you with?”
“I confidently stated as I put down my ticket.
‘I’ve come to withdraw some money.’
A lot, actually.”