The Chairman of Pharmaceutical Company is a Poison King - Chapter 120

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Chapter 120: Resellers Must Be Judged (1)

Time passed and now it was the second shipment of MRC.

The quantity had doubled compared to the first batch.

Tae-ju came to the Gurye factory to inspect the final process of shipment.

So many soldiers bustling about that you couldn’t tell if this was a military base or a factory, with strict security measures resembling a military operation.

This was because fully armed Imperial Forces had been deployed to all Taehong Bio factories and branches for ironclad defense.

Demons had appeared at MRC factories, so staying idle would be dereliction of duty.

Naturally, the Jiri Mountain Defense Unit was also fully mobilized in Gurye.

As soon as the unit commanders saw Tae-ju.

“Salute to Chairman Kim!”

“Destroy demons! Destroy demons! Destroy demons…!”

Tae-ju frowned and said.

“Don’t joke around, General Oh.”

“No, does this look like a joke? When the real power behind the Samhan Empire, who’s hard to even get a glimpse of, has graced us with his presence, even a full military parade wouldn’t be enough.”

“…”

Major General Oh Jin-hyeong, commander of the Jiri Mountain Defense Corps, was grinning broadly.

Why is he so excited?

Did something good happen?

Could it be?

“Did your promotion get decided? Four stars?”

“Hehe, you’re quick to catch on as always.”

“But why are you still here?”

“A position needs to open up first. Whether it’s soldiers, sergeants, or officers… military personnel depend on assignments.”

“Ah.”

Tae-ju was also pleased.

How much help had he received from Oh Jin-hyeong when he first came to Gurye?

Of course he’d feel good when things went well for him.

“That aside, when are you getting married?”

…Marriage?

This man is speaking carelessly.

“Shouldn’t you first ask if I have a girlfriend?”

“Huh? You do.”

“What?”

“A girlfriend.”

What on earth is he talking about?

“Where would I have a girlfriend?”

“It’s all been exposed!”

“What nonsense…”

Tae-ju only understood what was happening after Oh Jin-hyeong showed him a news article directly on his smartphone.

‘Huh?’

It was an article reported by Dispatch.

That media company famous for reporting on celebrities’ romantic scandals.

【Who is the man walking through downtown Paju with Baekdu Group third-generation heiress Jeong Yeon-hee?】

– …It’s not difficult to guess who the man in the photo is. Therefore, simply thinking about it, one could see it as a relationship between a subordinate employee and chairman, but the two seem very intimate for that. The important thing is how far things have progressed, whether they’re meeting with marriage in mind…

When was this photo taken?

“Is this the only article? Look at this too. It’s chaos right now.”

【Taehong Bio Chairman Kim Tae-ju, already taken?】

【Baekdu Group’s side takes ambiguous stance, neither positive nor negative. However, requests restraint from excessive speculation.】

【Stock market is on fire. Baekdu Group affiliate stock prices march to daily limits one after another.】

‘Phew.’

This is troublesome.

Why are such articles suddenly appearing?

“When are you getting married? You’ll send invitations, right? Where’s the venue? Exclude Gurye or Paju. If possible, it should be in New Seoul. Rent the Imperial Palace Banquet Hall…”

That’s when it happened.

“Hey! Do you think just because a man and woman stick together they’re definitely dating? It was probably just business discussions. As if Chairman Kim would voluntarily walk into the hell called marriage!”

It was Secretary Geum Su-ho.

“Anyway, military guys are all the same whether young or old. No resistance to women! These bastards would start looking up kindergartens for kids just from making eye contact with a woman.”

Then Major General Oh Jin-hyeong said with a sullen expression.

“It’s because it seems credible. Secretary Geum, you’re a bachelor so you probably don’t understand well…”

“Shut up! You military bastard! Go over there and properly defend the factory! If you don’t want your promotion canceled.”

“Why does he always pick on me… He’s also a military veteran himself.”

As Oh Jin-hyeong grumbled and moved away, Geum Su-ho fumbled around and pulled out two small bags, handing them to Tae-ju.

“Take these. Gifts sent from the American Republic.”

“Oh! Finally!”

Additional subspace bags had arrived.

Now a total of four.

“How much are they?”

“Well, seeing as they didn’t mention price… Free? Just take them.”

“That can’t be right.”

Where in the world is there such a thing as free?

Especially when each bag costs more than just a few pennies.

“Please ask them to tell us the price. Say we’ll definitely pay.”

“Got it. That aside, we got contact from the European Empire. About the Black Mafia case.”

“Is the investigation going well?”

“Actually, Black Mafia was a gang organization that Europe had been watching too.”

“Really?”

Since the name included ‘mafia,’ they would naturally have known it was a gang organization.

“So as soon as they learned it was connected to this demon terrorism, European Empire police and intelligence agents raided Black Mafia branches in major cities.”

“…Did they catch them?”

“No! They were already one step too late. Not even a single ant was there, and the remaining items too…”

Understandable.

The conversation with the mastermind through black mage Edward as intermediary.

He must have decided to hide.

Then it’ll be difficult to find him.

Unless he reveals himself directly.

“At least they confirmed the demon’s identity. Mo Yeong-gang, a Chinese-European Empire citizen. A refugee who mainly made his living as a contract killer.”

Actually, a demon like that is nothing.

What’s important are the Black Mafia elders who had been using him as a tool.

Since there were said to be five, four remain.

Plus their leader, the soul connector.

“The European Empire is also on high alert. Anyway, the reality of a demon organization has been confirmed. They said they’ll investigate with full force, so let’s wait and see.”

“We should.”

“Well then, I’ll be going. Keep up the hard work. And forget about marriage.”

“…”

After parting with Geum Su-ho, Tae-ju went to his personal research lab.

Let’s think about how to catch those bastards.

In Cheonma’s case, it was luck.

Danggumak did everything.

But this case is different.

We don’t even know whose soul is connected.

‘I need to catch them, but….’

Though he wasn’t tasked with world peace, those bastards were a threat just by existing.

Would that guy just stay put?

An attack would definitely come someday.

And Tae-ju now had many people he needed to protect.

‘He told me to wait. Said he was preparing to welcome me.’

Though he didn’t know what kind of preparation that was.

Tae-ju took out the ring that the black mage Edward had dropped from his pocket.

This was the only remaining clue.

He had investigated what kind of lead this might contain, but couldn’t sense any magical energy from it.

Except for the fact that an elite mana crystal was embedded in it.

‘What’s it used for?’

He should try wearing it directly.

Tae-ju put the ring on his right ring finger.

He waited to see if any effect would occur, but….

‘Hmm.’

Nothing happened.

Should he hand it over to an expert for detailed investigation?

Suddenly!

Knock knock.

A knocking sound was heard.

“Chairman, this is Baek Seo-yeon.”

“Come in.”

She had a serious expression.

“What’s the matter?”

“Well, it’s nothing major, but….”

Her voice was also subdued.

She seemed quite angry.

“You know that the company manages SNS posts related to you at the corporate level, right?”

“Ah! I remember being briefed about that before.”

“Our PR department just found a post. I couldn’t just let it slide, so I came to report it.”

Could it be?

Was it related to the Daspatche article?

What should he do?

Should he say they weren’t dating?

“There seems to be some misunderstanding, but actually it’s from a business perspective….”

“Look at this.”

“Huh?”

That was surprising.

It wasn’t a post related to the romantic scandal article.

A short SNS video posted by a girl who appeared to be Southeast Asian.

She was pleading for something with a sobbing voice.

“She’s not a Samhan Empire citizen. This girl’s name is Eila, and her nationality is the Republic of Burma. If we translate what she’s currently saying….”

“No, translation isn’t necessary. I think I know what she’s saying.”

“What? How….”

Tae-ju realized what the ring left by the black mage Edward was used for.

‘It was a translation ring. Well… is this a loot drop?’

At first, it was an unfamiliar language.

And just as he was wondering what it meant, energy flowed from the ring. Suddenly, the girl’s words in the video became crystal clear to his ears.

He even felt like he could speak the language.

There was a similar technique in the Immortal Realm.

The Thousand-Li Divine Communication technique array of Galhong Immortal, the Scholar Immortal.

A wide-range language sharing function.

Of course, the method itself was different from this ring.

If the technique array shared language through telepathy, this ring was like an AI translator. That’s why he could interpret the words flowing from the video.

“Is this true?”

“I investigated separately. Unfortunately, it’s all true.”

300 years ago it was called Myanmar, but now it’s the Republic of Burma.

The second largest country in Southeast Asia after the Kingdom of Thailand. Actually, it was only a republic in name—it was a dictatorship ruled by the military.

The military dictator’s name was Min Tanu, Burma’s strongest Master and Supreme Commander of the government forces.

Taehong Bio was also supplying the mana rejection syndrome treatment MRC to Burma.

This girl’s brother was a severe mana rejection sufferer, but he eventually died because he couldn’t receive the treatment.

Unable to bear her grief, she was appealing her injustice through SNS short videos.

“How many MRC bottles were supplied to Burma?”

“About 10,000 bottles. However, it seems not a single one was distributed.”

“Not distributed? You mean they diverted them to other countries for resale?”

“Yes, they inflated the price by at least 5 times, or maybe even more expensive than that.”

Resellers.

Very shameless resellers who gambled with people’s lives.

How was this different from murder?

“There are statements that the dictator Min Tanu has been making for a long time.”

“What are they?”

“He says mana rejection sufferers are parasites that eat away at the community, and that weeding them out is best for social development. He’s also excluded them from national welfare benefits.”

“Crazy bastard.”

“He’s a typical awakened classist. He seems to have judged that securing the national budget by selling to other places is more rational than supplying medicine to his own country’s mana rejection sufferers.”

“Phew.”

Anger was welling up.

If that Min Tanu guy or whatever his name was had been in front of him, he would have grabbed his head and spun him around right there.

Tae-ju knew well since he had once been a mana rejection sufferer himself.

Though a path to overcome it had now opened, the social perception of mana rejection sufferers wasn’t very good.

– Mana rejection sufferers are society’s burden.

– They’re utterly useless beings.

– Tax money is wasted on them.

– They’re going to die anyway, so why invest in them?

Discrimination existed even within the Samhan Empire.

Hadn’t Tae-ju experienced it too?

Though he was a military second lieutenant, even privates had looked down on him.

He couldn’t just leave this alone.

If only for the hundreds of thousands of mana rejection sufferers in the Republic of Burma.

“Does the Samhan Empire government know?”

“They’ll find out soon.”

“How will they respond?”

“Protesting to the Burmese government would be about it, wouldn’t it?”

“What if they play dumb?”

“Then there’s no other way… except banning exports.”

Fucking bastards.

Export bans wouldn’t work.

The Burmese people would suffer more.

“If protests don’t work, please tell them to also look into ways to secretly supply treatment to Burma’s severe patients.”

“Yes.”

This isn’t enough.

“Please conduct a comprehensive investigation to see if there are similar cases in other countries as well.”

“Yes, understood.”

“And I need a list and photos of the Republic of Burma’s power holders… Is there a way to obtain them without going through the Imperial Intelligence Agency or the government?”

The government side has limitations.

It’s not like we’re going to deploy troops.

Baek Seo-yeon thought for a moment before answering the question.

“There are rebel forces opposing the dictator. If it’s them…”

“Really? Then it would be faster to meet with those rebel forces directly.”

“I’ll make contact, secretly.”

Baek Seo-yeon bowed and went outside.

She didn’t ask anything.

As if she knew what he was trying to do.

Tae-ju didn’t bother explaining either.

Dictator Min Tanu.

That bastard is evil.

And he’s stupid on top of that.

Wouldn’t it be much more rational and wise to save the mana rejection sufferers and increase the population?

Well, how many clever ones are there among the wicked?

They’re just bastards whose way of thinking is fundamentally different from ordinary people, and the fact that they commit such acts without hesitation is proof enough.

A bastard who’s not fit to run a country.

Is he worth rehabilitating?

* * *

Heavenly Realm.

Gwi-gok and Gal Hong were having a heated discussion while looking at the amusement park blueprints Tae-ju had sent.

“We should place relatively easy-to-ride attractions starting from here.”

“A carousel would be good. And spinning spaceships that go round and round.”

“We need to build roads in between so there’s no inconvenience in movement.”

“Around here, let’s make an Amazon ride where socks get wet and underwear gets soaked.”

“Where will we get the water from?”

“Don’t you know wind and rain summoning as an Immortal? Just summon a cloud and make it rain.”

“Ah, right. I’m an Immortal, aren’t I? I get confused sometimes.”

Ju-seon quietly joined in.

“Isn’t there anything for us to ride?”

Immortals? Would it be fun? We need to feel that thrilling sensation from fear.”

“Exactly. It might be different for ordinary people… Wait!”

Gwi-gok’s eyes sparkled as if something had occurred to him.

“We could seal our immortal energy for a certain period using talismans or treasures.”

“Seal immortal energy?”

“Then when we ride the attractions, we’ll piss ourselves.”

“Ohhh… We won’t die, right?”

“Would an Immortal die just from sealing their energy? Well, I’d like to try dying once while we’re at it.”

The plan was proceeding smoothly.

But the problem was the construction period.

It had to be shortened as much as possible.

Because they wanted to see the heavenly beings playing around as soon as possible.

“How many can we mobilize?”

“There are less than 50 Immortals. And among them, the Murim Immortals who can exert considerable power are extremely few.”

“Tsk tsk, labor force is the problem.”

“What about Dok-seon? Do you have a solution?”

“That guy is busy. Let’s exclude him. He’s completely absorbed in wooing Seo Wang-mo right now…”

That’s when it happened.

A man in black attire opened the multiplex door and entered.

“Um, excuse me…”

Ju-seon greeted him familiarly and acknowledged him.

“Oh! Isn’t that Kang Rim? What brings you here? You’ve been scarce lately.”

Looking at his appearance, he had become very shabby.

“Something suddenly came up…”

“Sit down first. Let’s wet your throat and talk.”

Kang Rim sat down awkwardly.

“Tsk tsk, you look terrible. And where’s your watch?”

“It was confiscated.”

“Huh? Confiscated? By whom?”

“Well, that is, if you ask what happened…”

Gangrim Chasa continued speaking in a tearful voice.

The Immortals’ eyes grew brighter and brighter.

What? Yama did?

The labor force problem might be solved soon?

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