I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family-Chapter 195

It’s one thing to gather representatives from the 20 Chinese states for a summit. After all, that scenario is part of the main storyline route I’ve played. The problem is that this event was supposed to occur much later in the plot, around the midgame.

But to not stop there and accelerate things this drastically?

“One China, huh...?”

This is what you’d call poking the dragon.

Why is China divided in the first place? Because it was a war criminal state that instigated World War III, and its division was a form of reparation.

And now, barely 50 years later, they’re chanting "One China"? Have they lost their minds?

Of course, there’s no way this is going to progress smoothly.

Even putting aside the war criminal issue, the current 20 Chinese states are cash cows for South Korea and the Koryo Group. They’re sitting back and collecting 10–20% of the total GDP from reparations. Do you think they’ll just let China reunify and rise up again?

On top of that, there are plenty of Chinese living in South Korea. Actually, “plenty” is an understatement—Han Chinese make up the majority of the population in terms of demographics.

While 50 years have passed, diluting some of the connections, many still identify with their roots on the mainland. More importantly, South Korea enforces clear policies of national discrimination.

Chinese residents are treated as third-class citizens and aren’t even granted residency rights anywhere on the Korean Peninsula except in Incheon. How many of them truly consider themselves Korean?

And now, with the 20 Chinese states rallying for "One ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) China"?

If a leader were to sit idly by and watch this happen, they’d be unfit for the role.

“Incheon’s going to be a mess soon, no doubt.”

Incheon—the only region on the Korean Peninsula where foreigners are allowed to reside and vote.

It’s bound to turn into chaos.

“Min-young’s delayed response must be related to this too.”

It seems like the situation is escalating far more severely than I initially thought. Min-young must be incredibly busy if she can’t even reply promptly to my messages.

For her, a woman as fiery as the sun, to postpone our interactions? She must be completely swamped.

“But if Militaris is this busy... Could they be planning something military-related?”

I hope this is just my imagination. But my ominous premonitions have a habit of coming true.

If this were simply a political maneuver, Militaris wouldn’t need to get involved. Even if they did, there’d be no reason for Min-young herself to be tied up for days.

The fact that the CEO of Militaris is personally caught up in this matter means it’s likely a major military operation being reviewed—one significant enough to require her direct involvement.

“Surely it’s not a fourth world war... right?”

Please, no. Not already.

There’s still so much to enjoy, so much to indulge in—war now? That’s just overkill. It would throw in too many variables. I beg the universe not to ruin my enjoyable harem life.

“If it’s just a matter of eliminating a few key leaders, that might not be too bad...”

Let’s think about this for a moment. Would the current structure of the Koryo Group benefit from war?

War typically serves as a catalyst for drastic societal change and upheaval. Is that necessary right now?

“From the Koryo Group’s perspective, maintaining the status quo is probably ideal.”

Their position is already solidified. Any societal chaos would do more harm than good.

The only potential benefit would be further subjugating China to extract even more wealth. But they’re already close to gutting the goose that lays the golden eggs. Would they really go so far?

“No, there could be something I’m missing. I shouldn’t jump to conclusions.”

I shook my head to dispel the deep thoughts. This wasn’t something I could assess with my current knowledge or insight.

“Ugh... Master...?”

“...”

Jung Ga-in turned to me with a flushed face, completely unaware of my internal turmoil. It was then that I realized I was still pounding into her.

Ah.

As soon as I noticed, my arms started to feel numb. Meanwhile, my dick, still enveloped in her warm, wet folds, began to harden again.

“Stop dripping everywhere.”

I grabbed the back of her knees and resumed thrusting.

“Ahh! Th-this is... the only way...!”

Her tight walls welcomed me as I slid in and out effortlessly.

“I’ll think about this later.”

For now, I had more pressing matters to attend to.

“I’ll make you piss yourself.”

“T-that’s...!”

I flipped her over onto the bed and pounded her mercilessly.

The Shanghai Economic Alliance’s summit of the 20 Chinese states and their explosive declaration of unification didn’t really disrupt my daily life.

Even after several days, nothing had noticeably changed.

Occasionally, the news mentioned protests by Chinese residents somewhere in Incheon or replayed Li Wei’s fiery unification speech on talk shows, where experts debated endlessly. But none of it had any tangible impact on me.

Perhaps it was still too early to feel the effects.

Ah, there was one exception.

Kang Hye-young, Min-young’s chief secretary and someone I’d thoroughly enjoyed in the past, was now standing before me.

“It’s an honor to meet you again, Young Master. I’m Kang Hye-young, Vice Chairwoman Go Min-young’s chief secretary.”

Her demeanor now was completely different from when she had been writhing under me, making all sorts of expressions. Now, she wore a composed and subtle service-industry smile.

Ah. Memories of her heated body and the way her face twisted as I split her apart came flooding back. Truly unforgettable.

“You’re here to handle the AV issue, correct?”

“Yes. Given the circumstances at HQ, the Vice Chairwoman decided it would be difficult to allocate time herself and entrusted the matter entirely to me.”

“So, you’ve been given full authority?”

“Yes.”

“Hmm.”

It seemed Min-young wasn’t just planning to hand things over to me for free. Perhaps this was her way of recognizing me as a proper business partner.

“I have money, after all. It would feel strange to receive everything for free.”

Honestly, I welcomed it.

“You can discuss the details with Seung-hee. Still, since it’s us, you’ll give us a discount, right?” fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

“I’ll do my best.”

“Good. Now, I have a lot of questions. Let’s talk.”

I led her to the lounge.

Though she was a woman I’d spent passionate days with, she was now Min-young’s chief secretary and the de facto head of the AV project for this visit. Technically, she was acting as Min-young’s proxy.

She deserved to be treated accordingly.

Not that I was going to grovel or anything—just extend the proper courtesies. And I had a few things I wanted to ask.

Once in the lounge, we sat across from each other at a small table. Soo-ah quietly approached and set down some refreshments.

I was so used to it that I didn’t think much of it, but Hye-young visibly flinched at Soo-ah’s movements.

She twitched her eyes slightly and glanced at Soo-ah with an almost disdainful look, as if something about her really rubbed her the wrong way.

“Soo-ah never underwent formal training, so this is to be expected.”

Soo-ah hadn’t learned proper etiquette. The best she’d done was mimic Seo Eun-mi’s gestures from observation.

“Speaking of which, I wonder how Ha Eun-young is doing. I suddenly feel like checking in on her.”

In any case, Soo-ah’s lack of refinement must have irked someone like Hye-young, who had climbed to the very top of Prestige and became Min-young’s chief secretary.

She was probably thinking something along the lines of, “How did someone like her even become a secretary?”

Soo-ah really lucked out by landing me as her master.

Once just a police team leader, she’d been plucked by me and promoted to my personal secretary. In mere months, she’d become the head of Prestige’s secretarial office.

“I’d appreciate it if you kept your focus on me.”

“Pardon?”

“We’re having a conversation, aren’t we?”

“Ah...”

“I’m a pretty generous master, you know. As long as I like someone, that’s all that matters.”

Hye-young seemed to catch my drift. She quickly bowed her head in apology.

Hye-young had a habit of being bad at hiding her expressions. Or maybe I was just good at reading them?

“?”

Meanwhile, Soo-ah wore a confused expression.

Her face clearly said she had no idea what just transpired between me and Hye-young.

Soo-ah, if it weren’t for me...

I sipped my coffee, feeling a mix of emotions. It was a signal to shift to the main topic.

Setting my cup down, I spoke.

“There’s been a lot of noise coming from the mainland lately. Our Vice Chairwoman seems extremely busy. I haven’t seen or even spoken to her since that day.”

“Ah.”

Her cheeks flushed slightly. She must have remembered our heated session.

It made sense. The summit Li Wei hosted had occurred on that day—when Min-young and I were in the midst of a passionate encounter.

When the summit convened, Min-young had to leave abruptly, leaving Hye-young to take her place. A few days later, Li Wei made his explosive “One China” declaration.

“As someone in business, I can’t help but be sensitive to these changes. Is Militaris planning something big?”

“...I thought you might ask that.”

Hye-young acted as if she’d expected the question, but she seemed lost in thought, clearly deliberating whether she could share anything.

“Is this something even I can’t know about?”

“...”

She looked at me silently, licking her lips before answering.

“What I can tell you for certain is... the Vice Chairwoman is very angry.”