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Chapter 15 : Dismantling of Yuseong Group
Chapter 15: Dismantling of Yuseong Group
『 TL – Marctempest 』 『 ED – Laplace 』
Ding-dong—the sound of the doorbell shattered the silence of the penthouse.
Lee Jaseong, who had been getting ready to head out, checked the unannounced visitor through the intercom and let out a sigh.
The moment he opened the door, a startled Han Juhyeong strode straight inside.
Е̌n u m̊а̇ . і̀d̃
“Lee Jaseong, did you see the news?”
Lee Jaseong frowned.
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He had never liked letting people into his home.
Unannounced visitors even more so.
“Why the news?”
“They’re saying Yuseong Steel is being sold!”
W̆.ѐ b n o̊ v̄ е̇l Е n üm̄ а
“What’s the problem? Didn’t I say that would happen?”
“Yuseong Steel is supposed to be sold to ‘Hanyeong Motors.’ Wh–wh–who the hell is that Hong Kong bastard who suddenly jumped in!”
Han Juhyeong paced anxiously around the living room, words spilling out.
“Court receivership, fine. That was part of our plan anyway. But what? They’re selling it to a Hong Kong fund? And on top of that, the Chairman is resigning this time? They completely replaced the management team? What if the court appoints that new management as the court-appointed administrators as is?”
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Lee Jaseong checked the watch on his wrist and then calmly ordered,
“Han Juhyeong, sit.”
W̆ѐ b̂n̈ о̄ v́ е̊ l̀ Еṅů m ӑ
Han Juhyeong sat down. Lee Jaseong took a bottle of water out of the refrigerator and handed it to him.
“Drink.”
Han Juhyeong gulped down the cold water, trying to steady his rattled nerves.
“Calm down.”
He couldn’t. The only reason he wasn’t pressing Lee Jaseong harder was because of the trust they had built up so far.
“This wasn’t part of the story. If Yuseong Steel gets sold to a Hong Kong fund, then the acquisition project our group is working on right now is…….”
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Lee Jaseong cut off the trailing worries with firm finality.
“That’s slush funds.”
Silence fell instantly.
Han Juhyeong blinked as if he didn’t understand, his expression shifting from confusion to shock.
“Huh?”
“I’m going to blow it up starting now, so Yuseong Steel won’t be sold to a Hong Kong fund. That settles it, right?”
Е̃ ṅ ū m̃ a
Han Juhyeong’s mouth fell open.
“You knew?”
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“Of course.”
“You should’ve told me! Do you know how shocked I was!”
“Is that something to go around telling everyone?”
“Well, yeah, but still.”
Ẽn úḿ.а̃. і̃ d
Han Juhyeong calmed down in an instant.
No, he didn’t just calm down—his face brightened all at once.
Leaning back into the sofa with a loosened posture, he asked,
“I figured you had everything planned. So what are you going to do next?”
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Watching the abrupt change in attitude, Lee Jaseong snorted as if dumbfounded.
Really, he was an easy guy to read.
W eb̂n о vе l Е̌ñ ũ m а̇
“Nothing changes. If anything, this works out better. Once rumors spread that my uncle is buying back Yuseong Steel with slush funds, public opinion will get even worse. That’s when you take your shot. You officially announce that you’ll acquire Yuseong Steel.”
“So everyone ends up rooting for the Yuseong Steel acquisition?”
“Exactly. My uncle will personally take on the villain role, so just by standing on the opposite side, you’ll be treated like a hero.”
“Ooooh!”
Admiration flickered in Han Juhyeong’s eyes.
An unwavering sense of direction.
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He pushed the simple strategy of controlling public opinion to its absolute limit.
“Okay. I should go prepare the announcement right now.”
Completely at ease now, Han Juhyeong stood up with a broad grin.
Come to think of it, Lee Jaseong also seemed to be getting ready to go out, straightening the cuffs on his shirt.
“Where are you going?”
“To give condolence money.”
Е̃.n̊ ů m̈ а̄ .іd
Picking up his jacket, Lee Jaseong spoke as he headed for the entrance. Following him out, Han Juhyeong tilted his head.
“Condolence money? Is there a funeral?”
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“Yeah. At Yuseong Group headquarters.”
“At Yuseong Group headquarters, there’s a press conference today—”
Only then did Han Juhyeong realize that Lee Jaseong meant he was personally holding the Chairman’s funeral. He screamed.
“Hey, you crazy bastard!!!”
E ǹ ù m̃ а̊ . і̂d́
In front of Yuseong Group headquarters, the scene was once again packed with protesters.
Banners in vivid primary colors fluttered in the wind, and chants blasting from loudspeakers echoed off the building’s exterior walls.
But today, something was different.
The scale of the protest had grown, and the voices of the crowd carried far more anger than usual.
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“Yuseong Steel is a company that does not need court receivership!”
A furious shout burst from within the crowd.
E n̊um а.і̃ d́
The essence of court receivership was ‘corporate rehabilitation.’
But Yuseong Steel was already a healthy company.
Its revenue and operating profit were stable, and its position in the market was solid. Forcing such a company into court receivership made no sense.
The management’s intentions were transparent and blatant.
—Hide behind the shield of court receivership and protect management control.
“Punish the fraudster Lee Jeonghwan!”
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“Full compensation for the victims!”
“End chaebol favoritism!”
The protesters’ cries reached Chairman Lee Jeonghwan as he headed down toward the press conference hall.
He stopped briefly and glanced at the protesters visible through the window. A look of utter weariness was etched across his face.
“Looks like this will finally be the end of having to watch that nonsense.”
Over the past month, preparations for the acquisition of Yuseong Steel had accelerated at a rapid pace.
Еn̆um̆ а̄
Handling the slush funds and moving the money had continued day and night.
‘If only that bastard Lee Jaseong hadn’t interfered, I could have handled this quietly and slowly.’
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Lee Jaseong suddenly came to mind—showing up at his house repeatedly over the past month.
Appearing at three in the morning, staring silently, then leaving with a promise to come back next week, over and over again.
Just thinking about it again sent a chill down his spine.
“Crazy bastard.”
E̊ń ù ṁ ӑ
At first, he had thought it was some sophisticated psychological warfare meant to pressure him, but later he realized the man was simply insane.
No matter how he thought about it, there was no rationality or logic in those actions.
‘Still, in the end, it worked out. Thanks to him causing a scene, I was able to cut this problem off quickly.’
The moment Yuseong Steel was sold, all the noise would disappear.
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Once Yuseong Group was dismantled, resentment, anger, and responsibility would all lose their target.
After that, he could quietly gather assets and start over.
W е́ bnо v̌ el̆ Ѐnu̇m ӑ
Like pressing a reset button.
Lee Jeonghwan stepped into the main auditorium of Yuseong Group.
At the entrance hung a massive banner.
[Chairman Lee Jeonghwan’s Public Apology and Resignation Press Conference]
He stepped onto the podium and bowed deeply in greeting.
And when he lifted his head, his movement froze for a moment.
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Directly in front of him, leaning against the wall by the entrance, stood Lee Jaseong.
Lee Jeonghwan blinked slowly.
It wasn’t an illusion.
Amid the charged atmosphere, it was as if time flowed differently for him alone—his distinctive air of relaxed composure drew the eye.
When their eyes met, Lee Jaseong gave a small nod.
‘How did he get in?’
Е̇ǹú m а
The answer to the fleeting question came quickly.
He was part of the owner's family.
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The working-level staff who recognized him would have naturally let him through.
As memories of the past month of torment at Lee Jaseong’s hands resurfaced, Lee Jeonghwan’s gaze wavered.
‘What is he planning to do today?’
But the press conference was already underway.
Е̌ n ûm̂а̊_
Moistening his parched throat with saliva, he began the prepared statement.
“First, I would like to offer my deepest apologies to everyone who suffered losses due to the Yuseong Securities incident. Our Yuseong Group committed grave failings that betrayed the trust of our investors. This responsibility lies entirely with the management, and…….”
As he mechanically recited the apology, his gaze kept drifting back to Lee Jaseong.
As if he were nothing more than a spectator, Lee Jaseong simply watched with his arms crossed.
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‘He must not be given an opening. Give him absolutely no leeway, and if he causes a disturbance, just send security immediately and throw him out.’
When the reading of the apology statement ended, the moderator took the microphone.
Ẅӗ b̂ ṅ ӧ vе ĺ_ E n̈um à
“From now on, we will proceed with the Q&A session.”
Reporters’ hands shot up all at once.
Lee Jeonghwan personally selected the questioner, just as planned. It was a reporter who had been coordinated with in advance.
The reporter stood up and asked the prepared question.
“May I ask what your plans are after stepping down? And could you explain in detail your concrete plans for the successor system?”
It was an appropriate question.
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Not too sharp, yet not too soft either.
Just as Lee Jeonghwan was about to open his mouth to answer, a sudden movement entered his field of vision.
Lee Jaseong was cutting across the reporters’ seating area.
“What is that guy? A victim?”
“Who cares! Just shoot it!”
In an instant, drawing all attention in the hall, Lee Jaseong approached the very reporter who had just asked the question.
Е n̊ ù m̃ а. і d̄
“May I have the microphone for a moment?”
“What? Why do you need the mic—?”
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The reporter looked bewildered, but before he could even finish speaking, the microphone had already passed into Lee Jaseong’s hand.
With a light bow, Lee Jaseong walked out to the very center of the press conference hall.
It was a position directly facing Lee Jeonghwan on the podium.
Cameras that sensed a scoop simultaneously turned their lenses. Shutter sounds burst out like machine-gun fire.
Ӗ ň ů m а.і́ d̀
Lee Jaseong decided to willingly become the actor they wanted.
‘The villain is secured.’
He lifted his gaze and met Lee Jeonghwan’s eyes. The color draining from his face was visible. He was pointing and shouting in a voice of panic.
Get that bastard out right now!
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Truly an excellent villain.
‘And the supporting cast is making their entrance too.’
Е̇n̄û m̀а́ .і̇d
From the back of the hall, security guards began to move. Large men in black suits pushed through the crowd toward him.
They were in quite a hurry.
He had about twenty seconds at most.
He needed to position himself within that short time.
It had to be sudden, but not too out of the blue.
A cliché people would like, yet still find persuasive.
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A conscientious third-generation chaebol heir who could not stand by and watch corruption.
It was the perfect character.
He turned toward the camera zone.
Slightly furrowed brows and a jaw clenched tight. After showing the image of a troubled young man, he mixed a subtle tremor into his voice.
So that sincerity would seep through.
“I am Lee Jaseong of Yuseong Group. I am also the nephew of the current Chairman Lee Jeonghwan.”
Ёǹ.u m̃ а̀
In the meantime, a security guard had drawn close. A hand was already near Lee Jaseong’s shoulder.
Perfect timing.
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He twisted his body slightly, conscious of the camera angle. So that he would look desperate no matter which angle they shot from.
“I have a confession to make! I would like to raise suspicions regarding the sale of Yuseong Steel!”
It was a bombshell declaration.
Reporters leapt to their feet all at once.
Én u mа̃.і d̆
The sound of chairs toppling over and excited whispers spread like a wave.
At the same time, guards tried to cover his mouth.
Lee Jaseong twisted his head. Disheveled hair fell across his forehead, and his tie slipped crookedly.
The perfect image of the third-generation chaebol heir collapsed.
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But this was precisely the picture he had wanted.
“The Hong Kong-based Taepyeong fund is my uncle’s slush fund. Using slush funds to buy back Yuseong Steel—”
Е̂ ṅ ǔmа
Before he could finish speaking, he was dragged out of the press conference hall.
But it didn’t matter.
There was no need to say anything more anyway.
Sometimes imagination was more powerful than fact.
In this regard, reporters were reliable veterans.
An internal whistleblowing by a controlling family about slush funds.
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And revealed directly by the Chairman’s nephew, no less.
Having been handed such plausible material, they would expand their imaginations in all sorts of colorful ways.
Bang!
The press conference hall doors slammed shut noisily.
Lee Jaseong, who had been thrown onto the corridor floor, pushed himself up.
His fingertips brushed his jacket as he dusted it off, then meticulously straightened the loosened knot of his tie.
W̃ ё b̆n о v̌ èĺ Е̌n ū m̀ а̌_
Returning to a perfect appearance took only a moment.
“Lee Jaseong!”
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That was when Seo Minjae came running over. Lee Jaseong tilted his head slightly.
“Seo Minjae? How did you get here?”
“Juhyeong contacted me. He said you seemed like you’d gone crazy and told me to hurry over.”
Seo Minjae glanced around and added,
En ům̄ а. ìd̀
“It looks like you already caused trouble anyway, but… what is this? What did you even do inside?”
“I played the clown.”
“What?”
“I made a declaration of conscience. That my uncle is going to acquire Yuseong Steel with slush funds.”
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“Are you insane! You didn’t have to do that yourself. You could’ve just tipped off the prosecution—”
“I did tip them off.”
Ẁе̇ b̄ ṅov е̌l̀ Е̂ ǹuḿа
He had also handed over to the prosecution the information he had gathered while coming and going from his uncle’s house for a month.
“But waiting for an investigation is too slow. I’m part of the controlling family. People will believe an internal whistleblower from the controlling family. Now that the slush fund suspicions will boil over, the financial authorities won’t be able to easily approve the sale of Yuseong Steel.”
“Wow……”
Seo Minjae let out a sigh mixed with disbelief.
“Wow, you really are something. Is that easy?”
“There’s nothing difficult about it.”
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Throwing out slush fund suspicions, delaying the sale of Yuseong Steel, blocking the court-appointed administrator Lee Jeonghwan had put forward, and on top of that, gaining the title of a conscientious third-generation chaebol heir.
In exchange for becoming a spectacle for the entire world, there was a lot to be gained.
After adding what needed to be added and subtracting what needed to be subtracted, the final result was profit.
That was why he had done it.
With a refreshed mood, Lee Jaseong started walking.
“Let’s go. Now it’s your turn.”
Е ṅum̀ ӑ . і̌d
“Huh? Me?”
At those words, Seo Minjae flinched and looked at him.
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My turn?
What was he planning to make me do?
Meeting his anxiously wavering gaze, Lee Jaseong broke into a grin.
“Aren’t you going to collect the 200 billion?”
Е̇ n̂ũmä .î_d
“!”
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