Max-Level Son of a Chaebol Family - Chapter 93
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93. You’re Going to Blow This Up on Broadcast?
Ring ring. Ring ring.
“Fuck, what crazy bastard is pulling this shit at this ungodly hour?”
Bulgwang-dong Gasoline burst out in irritation at the sound of the telephone ringing at 4 AM.
Ring ring. Ring ring!
The telephone kept ringing endlessly.
Bulgwang-dong Gasoline, who had been blocking his ears with a pillow, couldn’t stand it anymore and answered the telephone.
“What the hell are you doing, you brat! Do you want to die?”
-It’s me! Something terrible has happened here!
It was a call from his Lover.
“Hey, it’s 4 o’clock right now! If you’ve been drinking, just go to sleep quietly!”
-What should I do. I think a thief broke into Our House. The entire Inside the House is a mess. I’m so scared. Sob sob.
“There’s nothing to steal anyway, what thief.”
Bulgwang-dong Gasoline yawned indifferently.
“They probably just stole some underwear. Don’t make a fuss, hang up and go to sleep. We’ll talk tomorrow.”
-The emergency money, the Ring, the underwear are all still here. There’s just one thing that’s missing…
“Don’t tell me…!”
Sleep completely vanished.
“It’s not the Property I put in the Rice Jar that disappeared, is it?”
-That’s right. There’s a black plastic Bag rolling around on the floor…
“Oh shit, fuck!”
Bulgwang-dong Gasoline bolted upright from his bedding.
‘My lifeline got stolen?’
Goosebumps ran down his spine.
Bulgwang-dong Gasoline immediately began shoving money and Property haphazardly into his Travel Bag.
He couldn’t even put on his socks properly and crammed his feet into his Sneakers.
With a jacket tucked under one arm and the Travel Bag slung over the other, he ran out of the house like a spring.
“Hey, Bulgwang-dong Gasoline. What’s got you in such a hurry?”
A bear-like man was entering through the main gate.
Bulgwang-dong Gasoline unconsciously took a step back.
He had already learned firsthand just how painful that bear-like man’s fists could be.
“I’m from the KCIA.”
The bear-like man immediately pulled out an ID card from his jacket that read 【KCIA Public Security Bureau Agent Park Cheol-gu】.
“I, I don’t understand why someone from the KCIA would come all the way here at this hour…”
“I received a tip, you see.”
Park Cheol-gu pulled out two pieces of paper from his jacket.
There was no way he couldn’t recognize the statement he had written himself.
Bulgwang-dong Gasoline’s eyes widened.
“Why is that in your hands…! And what about the other copy…!”
“Oh, so there was another copy here?”
“That, that’s…”
“Seems like you have a lot to confess?”
“Damn it, shit!”
Bulgwang-dong Gasoline immediately turned around.
“Where do you think you’re running?”
Whack!
“Guhk!”
A hammer-like impact struck the back of his head.
Bulgwang-dong Gasoline let out a squawk and collapsed on the spot.
“The KCIA is different from the police – we don’t recite Miranda rights and such. Keep that in mind.”
Park Cheol-gu bared his gums and grinned wickedly.
“Let’s have a more detailed conversation at the KCIA.”
“Kugh! Take this… gak!”
Just as Bulgwang-dong Gasoline grabbed a handful of dirt to throw and tried to run away,
Thud!
A fist like a pot lid struck his solar plexus.
A powerful blow that left him breathless!
Bulgwang-dong Gasoline collapsed, foaming at the mouth.
“Your build is pretty pathetic compared to your temper, isn’t it?”
He wanted to lash out in anger, but after getting hit hard on the back of his head, his vision went dark and he collapsed.
Park Cheol-gu clicked his tongue as he handcuffed the unconscious Bulgwang-dong Gasoline.
“Brat, looks like you’ve been up to a lot of shady business. Having the nerve to try fleeing in the middle of curfew hours.”
Park Cheol-gu dusted off his palms.
“Anyway, it’s confirmed – Seobinggo Water Torture Room instead of the detention center.”
This bastard reeked of suspicion.
Park Cheol-gu grabbed the handcuffed arm of Bulgwang-dong Gasoline and started dragging him away.
With each step he took, Secretary Kim’s words came to mind.
-I’m reporting that we’ve captured evidence and circumstances proving that the man called Bulgwang-dong Gasoline is a habitual arsonist.
Secretary Kim held out two copies.
They were the incident report and statement found in the rice jar.
-I heard this is an important matter that even the Blue House is keeping a close eye on. How about making an impression with your superiors while you’re at it?
-Well, I appreciate the goodwill, but I’m with the Public Security Bureau. For something like this, you should try the Inspection Bureau or Intelligence Bureau.
-Do you think Taeseong came to find you, Park Cheol-gu from the Public Security Bureau, because we can’t move a single agent from the Inspection Bureau or Intelligence Bureau?
No way.
-You don’t need to refuse Taeseong’s goodwill. You should look after yourself first, Mr. Park Cheol-gu.
Secretary Kim also handed over thick documents.
-Times have changed. How long will you keep running around in the Public Security Bureau pretending to catch spies?
It was evidence and victim statements that Yoo Jong-tae had gathered all day until his feet were sweating.
-Don’t you think it’s about time you moved up? Let me look into a position at the Intelligence Bureau for you.
The Intelligence Bureau was a department counted among the real powers even within the KCIA.
-Why are you making such a proposal to me? What exactly do you want?
-I think there’s been a misunderstanding. This isn’t a bribe being sent to Park Cheol-gu.
-Then…
-It’s repayment for the favor that Park Cheol-gu first extended to our Taeseong.
-Excuse me?
-Would you understand if I mentioned the Wookwang Construction Bribery Ledger?
Secretary Kim smiled.
-We at Taeseong will open Park Cheol-gu’s path to success.
Park Cheol-gu’s gaze as he looked down at Bulgwang-dong Gasoline was complex.
“Either way, it doesn’t seem like I’m dragging away an innocent guy. Once I beat him up, he’ll spill everything anyway.”
Park Cheol-gu hummed a tune as he loaded Bulgwang-dong Gasoline into the Jeep.
Vroom!
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The next day at the Wookwang Construction President’s Office.
In the middle of receiving his first report after arriving at work, President Kim of Wookwang Construction suddenly shot up.
“What? What flew in?”
“An anonymous tip came in. Addressed to me like this.”
Secretary Choi held out the letter envelope with trembling hands.
President Kim of Wookwang Construction snatched the anonymous tip like an eagle.
“This damn bastard!”
President Kim of Wookwang Construction crumpled up the three-page anonymous tip.
“Did this bastard suddenly eat rat poison! What’s his intention in sending me this crap!”
What other intention could there be besides blackmail?
President Kim of Wookwang Construction wasn’t asking because he didn’t know.
He was furious at the unbelievable situation.
“What does he want? Money? Women? Or a position worthy of handing out business cards?”
Secretary Choi shook his head.
“It seems there’s a problem with personal matters. I looked into it just in case and…”
“Why are you stopping mid-sentence? What happened? What’s the problem?”
“Bulgwang-dong Gasoline and his gang were taken by KCIA agents at dawn yesterday.”
“What? Dragged away by the KCIA?”
“They say he’s being interrogated at the Seobinggo Water Torture Room.”
“Damn it!”
President Kim of Wookwang Construction irritably threw down the crumpled paper.
In his anger, he stomped on the paper ball with his shoe heel.
No matter how much he fumed and raged, that wouldn’t solve anything.
“Secretary Choi, call the KCIA right now!”
“Who should I call?”
“The Inspector General! That guy there, what’s his name, Seo-mun something! Tell them to put him on!”
“But the one who took Bulgwang-dong Gasoline was a Public Security Bureau agent.”
“That stubborn and rigid brat of a Public Security Director won’t listen to what we say!”
President Kim of Wookwang Construction shouted angrily.
“Rather than trying to pressure the Public Security Director now, it’s faster to move the Inspector General who we can communicate with!”
“The Public Security Director and Inspector General are like bitter enemies. The Public Security Director won’t easily hand over Bulgwang-dong Gasoline.”
“If the Inspector General doesn’t work, we can move his superiors!”
President Kim of Wookwang Construction irritably loosened his necktie.
“If he’s been dragged to the Seobinggo Water Torture Room, that bastard won’t last long! If he’s in a desperate situation, he’ll definitely cling to Wooguang for dear life!”
If such an anonymous tip really flew to the media, police stations, Prosecutor’s Office, and Blue House, they couldn’t avoid disaster.
Just imagining it was dizzying.
Rather than dealing with that aftermath, moving the KCIA to cover things up would be much faster, easier, and cheaper.
“President, what should we do about this? Deputy Director Yoon of KCIA is currently away on a mission to provincial areas under secret orders from the Blue House.”
“Damn it! What terrible luck!”
The KCIA deputy director, whom he usually fed plenty of bribes and treated like a brother, happened to be away in provincial areas at a time like this.
Bad news kept piling up.
‘With such a major fire at Wookwang Chemical, how was hyung able to maintain his position as chairman? The Blue House wouldn’t have overlooked that kindly.’
The target he should have brought down was perfectly fine, while only the ground beneath his own feet was crumbling dangerously.
So President Kim had no choice but to be furious.
“There’s no choice. If I can’t move the KCIA Deputy Director, I’ll have to move a department chief at least.”
“Director Kim Jae-guk? Would that be possible?”
“I’ll make it happen by any means necessary! Is there any other way?”
President Kim of Wookwang Construction’s eyes flashed.
“There’s a presidential election this July. The Blue House and ruling party, as well as the opposition party and military units are all stirring because of political funds!”
A presidential election was a money-devouring beast.
They go around nationwide senior centers and all kinds of organizations holding campaign rallies.
How much money would they have to throw around to set up grand banquet tables and distribute even a single pair of rubber shoes to everyone?
“They say political funds will be sent up to the Blue House through the KCIA – how could that bastard turn his back on it?”
Procuring political funds was also an achievement and merit.
On the other hand, if it was later revealed that he refused to deliver political funds, even a KCIA department chief who was a close confidant couldn’t avoid severe reprimand.
So he was confident it was an irresistible sweet offer.
“Open the safe right now and fill up apple boxes.”
“President, if we suddenly give out so much political funds, Wookwang Construction’s financial situation will…”
“I’m about to die right now, so what else can I do?”
President Kim of Wookwang Construction ground his teeth.
“I have to survive first! Only then can I plan for the future!”
“Yes? Yes! I understand.”
Secretary Choi fidgeted and cautiously read the mood.
“Even if he comes out to receive political funds, will Director Kim Jae-guk of the KCIA really be willing to grant the favor?”
“Prepare a generous separate portion for Director Kim as well.”
President Kim of Wookwang Construction spoke confidently.
“The compensation for silencing some lowly loan shark is much more lucrative compared to the effort required. So there’s no way he’d refuse.”
President Kim of Wookwang Construction slumped into his chair and lifted one corner of his mouth.
“It would be good to create another solid connection with the KCIA while we’re at it.”
If you fed someone money, they had to earn their keep – that was the way this world worked.
Just like it was natural for Wookwang to prepare that much money first if they wanted to summon a KCIA department chief.
“Kim Jae-guk is someone who rose to the position of KCIA department chief at a young age. I hear his work handling skills are very clean?”
He was a great man who was said to have reached the level of artistry in his technique of covering things up without anyone knowing.
“I have very high expectations for KCIA Department Chief Kim Jae-guk.”
He would probably be able to cleanly cover up even Bulgwang-dong Gasoline’s anonymous tip.
In this country right now, when it comes to the KCIA, even the police, prosecutors, and media have to step back.
“Still can’t get through?”
Secretary Choi held the telephone to his ear while reading the situation.
“I’m sorry. They keep saying the line is busy. The aide says if we leave our contact information, they’ll call us back separately. What should we do?”
“What’s the point of making an important person bother to move their fingers? Keep calling until you get through.”
The one whose ass was on fire wasn’t the KCIA department chief, but President Kim of Wookwang Construction.
The thirsty one digs the well!
With excuses of being busy, reasons of maintaining discipline, those who weren’t desperate were bound to act tough.
Slam!
“This is terrible!”
Someone burst into the Wookwang Construction President’s Office without even knocking.
It was a new secretary from the Secretary Office.
“Who told you to come in so rudely! Secretary Choi, can’t you properly train the employees?”
“President, Secretary Choi! Right now on the news…!”
“News?”
Secretary Choi put down the telephone and rushed over.
When he turned on the television, breaking news appeared in large letters.
-This is breaking news. The Wookwang Chemical fire was not a simple safety accident but a meticulously planned arson!
A large subtitle appeared on screen: 【Wookwang Chemical Fire Was Planned Arson!】
Every time they changed the television channel, new stories kept breaking.
-Based on a statement that the perpetrator ordered flammable materials from Hyeonmu Chemical under Wookwang Chemical’s name…
-The President called the Police Chief and Prosecutor General and ordered them to do everything possible to uncover the truth…
-The bereaved families and victims of the Wookwang Chemical disaster say this is absolutely unforgivable······.
Thud.
President Kim of Wookwang Construction collapsed to the floor, his face pale as a sheet.
“H-how did this happen!”
He couldn’t believe it.
“How much in bribes did they take from me! How could those broadcasting station bastards air this without giving me any warning?”
How was he going to handle this?
Everything went dark before his eyes.
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