The Daughter of a Conglomerate Family Has Debuted - Chapter 133

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The Chaebol’s Daughter Debuted

 

Episode 133

 

“Yeah, I’m here.”

 

Han Da-min answered as if cursing.

 

‘Did Han Da-min and Ji-hoon debut in the same year?’

 

Come to think of it, it seems like it was around the same time as me too.

 

But since she’s been calling him senior as a judge all along, I was a bit surprised when Han Da-min suddenly dropped the honorifics.

 

Ji-hoon seemed just as surprised, widening his eyes and pointing at us.

 

“Why, why are you here…”

 

“Why? We sent you a text asking to meet.”

 

“…What, text? What’s that.”

 

Ji-hoon couldn’t understand the situation right away and rambled for a while, then belatedly seemed to realize we had sent fake messages pretending to be Seo Ra-eun, his face turning red.

 

“What the hell are you trying to do right now!”

 

A loud and aggressive voice that echoed throughout the space.

 

Eyes filled with anger as if he might throw a punch at any moment.

 

Ah, I instantly understood how he had been threatening Seo Ra-eun all this time.

 

“Ha.”

 

As I let out a breath like a hollow laugh, Han Da-min tilted her head crookedly and shouted in an even louder voice.

 

“What are you doing!”

 

“Uh, unnie…”

 

Oh, diaphragmatic breathing.

 

Min Ha-young, startled, stuck close to my side.

 

Hmm, they look ready to fight any moment. Even I’m slightly overwhelmed by the atmosphere.

 

“How dare you speak informally to me right now! How dare you deceive me?”

 

“Why are you speaking informally too? I’m your senior.”

 

Ah, so Han Da-min was the senior.

 

“What did you say to Ra-eun that made the kid so scared she can’t even think of leaving home! What were you trying to make such a young kid do after taking her away!”

 

Really. This is the first time I’ve seen Han Da-min this angry.

 

She was furious as if she might grab Ji-hoon by the collar, pushing him back.

 

Of course, I have no intention of stopping her.

 

She saw me turn on the voice recorder before entering the private room, so she’s probably doing this on purpose.

 

“What do you mean make her do, you crazy…”

 

Ji-hoon approached as if to charge at her, then stopped when he saw me. Then he stood at a distance and said.

 

“Make her do what? Why is Han Da-min’s wording like that? It’s not like I did anything wrong, I was going to introduce her to someone who could help her debut well, so what gives Da-min the right to interfere. Huh?”

 

Han Da-min tilted her head as if telling him to say more.

 

Ji-hoon, thinking he had silenced Han Da-min, excitedly opened his mouth again.

 

“Han Da-min, you should know too. You can’t survive in this market without someone backing you from behind.”

 

“…”

 

“Isn’t that why you came out to audition at your age too? Damn it, am I wrong, or are you being foolish? If you’ve experienced that much, you should understand the situation. Don’t act pathetically like you’ve survived with dignity.”

 

Han Da-min’s eyes wavered.

 

Right. Both I and Han Da-min have experienced a lot of dirty things.

 

Unless you’re affiliated with a major entertainment company, have connections, or have enough capital to smash all the conventions, it’s hard to survive no matter how much talent and skills you have.

 

In the fierce competition for a piece of the pie, even if there were spots left, those spots belonged to corporations with massive capital.

 

At least that’s how the world I knew worked.

 

I’m someone who couldn’t survive in this world.

 

Actually, even now, that thought hasn’t changed.

 

If I hadn’t become Ryu Ji-ye, if I had to live as Hong Yeo-eun again, I would never have thought of setting foot in the entertainment industry again.

 

But.

 

Han Da-min, who had been quietly listening to Ji-hoon’s words, snickered as if it was ridiculous.

 

“Don’t think everyone lives like that just because you survived that way.”

 

There are definitely people who started with nothing, worked hard on their own to become massive capital, and succeeded enough to support their companies.

 

Didn’t Han Da-min and Seo Ra-eun participate in Start Plan to become like that?

 

How ridiculous must Ji-hoon’s words have sounded to such a Han Da-min.

 

“Acting like you can’t even make a living the moment your sponsor dropped you.”

 

“Are you crazy!”

 

When Ji-hoon cursed and stepped forward at Han Da-min’s words.

 

Clang!

 

I struck the marble floor with the baseball bat.

 

‘I think we can stop the verbal fight now.’

 

When I signaled to Min Ha-young, she took out her mobile phone and turned off the recording function she had secretly kept on.

 

Han Da-min immediately stopped talking and Ji-hoon’s complexion began to turn pale rapidly.

 

“Recording, you couldn’t have been recording just now…”

 

“We did, so what?”

 

Min Ha-young asked as if wondering what the problem was.

 

Ji-hoon began approaching Min Ha-young with rough steps.

 

“Who gave you permission to record!”

 

“What are you going to do about what’s already done.”

 

Min Ha-young, who had been avoiding Ji-hoon trying to snatch her mobile phone without showing any fear, soon hid behind me and smiled brightly.

 

I blocked Min Ha-young’s front with my body and struck the floor with the baseball bat once more. Clang!

 

Clang!

 

Ji-hoon’s movement of reaching out stopped.

 

“We recorded it, so what are you going to do about it.”

 

When I asked, Ji-hoon’s eyes wavered. The guy who had raised his voice so readily at Han Da-min just moved his mouth wordlessly with an indignant face toward me.

 

Then he gritted his teeth and spoke in a crawling voice.

 

“Delete it right now.”

 

“What if we don’t? Are you going to hit us?”

 

At that moment, someone knocked on the private room door and said.

 

“Young Miss, are you alright?”

 

It was a very polite tone, but from the voice alone, I could tell it was a very rough and sturdy man.

 

I pointed to the door and said.

 

“I asked you. Are you going to hit us? Answer quickly. If you’re going to hit us, I’ll call those people in.”

 

Of course, he wouldn’t be able to hit us, let alone curse at me now.

 

“Hit what… I never even thought about it…”

 

Ji-hoon grumbled and sneakily started using honorifics.

 

Right, you fool. What’s in front of you isn’t a Start Plan participant, but the youngest daughter of Hong Jin.

 

As I stared at Ji-hoon, he avoided my gaze and said.

 

“I didn’t know you were still in contact with Ra-eun. If I had known, I wouldn’t have contacted her separately.”

 

“Wow, his intentions were really obviously impure. Wow…”

 

Han Da-min said with an incredulous face.

 

“Exactly! So he approached her thinking Ra-eun unnie had no one to rely on? Really scary, so scary.”

 

“I guess it’s true that Ji-hoon was abandoned by the chaebols. Your information is really outdated. No sense either.”

 

Min Ha-young and Han Da-min giggled and plopped down on the scattered chairs.

 

“…What?”

 

Ji-hoon, who didn’t understand what the two were saying, looked at them with a bewildered expression.

 

“Huh…”

 

Did these two come here with something to say in mind? Or did they plan some strategy together?

 

‘Those two are doing everything I was supposed to do.’

 

Both the recording and fighting with Ji-hoon.

 

Thanks to that, it’s convenient that I can get straight to the point without having to engage in a long conversation with Ji-hoon.

 

“What do you mean by being discarded after use….”

 

Ji-hoon reacted as if he was hearing this for the first time in his life.

 

Don’t tell me he really didn’t know?

 

It’s pretty serious that he didn’t know about his own situation, isn’t it?

 

There’s no way the chaebols wouldn’t know about Ji-hoon’s bad reputation.

 

No, rather, those people would have known even better.

 

What could be the reason that Ji-hoon, who had been doing well in broadcasting activities backed by the power of sponsors who had been supporting him for so long, was suddenly abandoned and couldn’t even catch other sponsors.

 

To the chaebols, his usefulness was at most being used as a broker.

 

Even that meant that Ji-hoon’s existence had become insignificant to the chaebols to the point where they could immediately discard him if Hong Jin was involved.

 

Whether looking at his image as a star or in terms of money.

 

Did he pressure Seo Ra-eun like that to score points with the chaebols without knowing this?

 

‘Idiot.’

 

I chuckled and said.

 

“Ra-eun unnie is going to debut with Flora.”

 

“…Flora disbanded though. UNET confirmed they’re not reuniting. They just put out an article saying they’d push forward with it….”

 

As expected of Ji-hoon who was abandoned by both the entertainment industry and business world, the only information he had was superficial information he heard from production staff he knew.

 

I was the one who put out the article about pushing forward, and I was the one who handled all the reunion proceedings.

 

“But….”

 

Ji-hoon’s gaze, which was only intimidated by me, slowly went down and fixed on the baseball bat.

 

“Why is that….”

 

“Ah, this.”

 

When I lifted the baseball bat and placed it on my shoulder, Ji-hoon showed a pathetic smile.

 

“You’re not planning to hit me with that, are you?”

 

It was a completely different miserable appearance from the cheerful and refreshing smile he showed during filming.

 

How flustered must our appearance have made him that he’s only now paying attention to this.

 

Cold sweat began to flow from Ji-hoon’s forehead.

 

And again, his wavering eyes that had lost their direction.

 

I had seen such an expression before when I first met Reporter Choi Gyo-young.

 

Ji-hoon’s mind would be getting complicated, recalling various chaebol makjang dramas along with the baseball bat captured in his sight.

 

Added to that was the man’s voice that could be heard from outside the door earlier.

 

I sat down on the chair with a psychopathic smile.

 

“It depends on Ji-hoon’s answer.”

 

Of course, I have no intention of swinging this baseball bat at that person.

 

But now that I have power and authority, I can’t let this criminal bastard go out and continue his activities unscathed.

 

‘When I was Hong Yeo-eun, I couldn’t be active because of bastards like him.’

 

Even if I can’t bury him alive, I need to bury him socially to feel satisfied.

 

I said with my legs crossed.

 

“Turn yourself in.”

 

“…Excuse me?”

 

“I looked into it a bit and there are quite a lot of victims.”

 

Reporter Choi Gyo-young was already conducting an investigation with Ryu Jae-geum and the police under my instructions.

 

There were considerable victims that Ji-hoon had connected to chaebol families regardless of age or gender.

 

Among them were minors as well.

 

Therefore, even if he doesn’t turn himself in, he would soon be subject to police investigation anyway….

 

“Turn yourself in and post an apology on Star SNS. What wrongdoings you committed, and retiring from the entertainment industry is natural.”

 

Acknowledgment through entertainment agencies or police is not only not specific in content, but there are people who doubt its authenticity.

 

Having the person directly admit their own crimes has greater impact.

 

“Do it tomorrow immediately. Once you post on Star SNS like that, articles will go up right away.”

 

“….”

 

Ji-hoon’s complexion turned pale and he seemed unable to even speak, shedding tears as he looked at me.

 

“Why, why are you going this far…. I said I was wrong! I just won’t appear in front of Seo Ra-eun again! I’ll live like I’m dead!”

 

“To make you unable to even lift your head while walking on South Korean soil. If you’re a criminal, that’s how it should be.”

 

Then Ji-hoon screamed desperately.

 

“This is blackmail!”

 

“Ha!”

 

Han Da-min laughed loudly.

 

“What kind of obvious thing is he saying.”

 

I laughed along with Han Da-min and raised the baseball bat high above my head, then brought it down with full force.

 

Crack-!

 

Along with the sound of something breaking.

 

“Aaaaah! Aaah!”

 

Ji-hoon’s screams echoed.

 

I looked at the broken chair backrest and grinned wickedly.

 

I didn’t even hit him, yet he’s so startled.

 

“Huff, gasp…. She, she really swung it…. If I hadn’t dodged, I would have….”

 

“Then I trust you understand well. If the Star SNS post isn’t up by tomorrow, you know what happens, right?”

 

Ji-hoon’s face crumbled with despair.

 

Leaving him behind, we leisurely exited the private room.

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