I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family-Chapter 383

I sent a message to Go Min-young.

– Grandpa

– Called me up to Pyongyang

– Do you know anything about it?

The reply came almost instantly.

– haha;;

“...”

...Did she go up there too and get chewed out?

– Is it what I think it is?

– It’s not a big ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) deal.

– I already handled the major stuff.

– Don’t tell me...

– It’s not something you’re going to have to hide from Dad for the rest of your life, right?

– It’s not that, but...

– Still, if it was that serious, you could’ve told me beforehand.

– Sorry.

– I didn’t know either until I saw him.

– I’m still in Pyongyang right now.

Ah...

Don’t tell me this is happening live...

– He asked me face-to-face. What was I supposed to do, lie?

Tsk.

So he already knows everything.

How the hell did he find out?

‘No, wait. He’s the Chairman of the Koryo Group. What’s surprising is that he didn’t know sooner.’

Not like I ever planned to hide it forever.

There was always a good chance it’d be exposed midway, so I was trying to get results as fast as I could and then tell him.

– I guess there’s no avoiding it, then...

– No need to be afraid.

– Just believe in the value of what you’ve created.

– Got it.

After exchanging a few polite lines, the chat ended.

Still, my mind was a mess.

Go Min-young said I didn’t need to worry, but... will it really be okay?

“I’ll be heading up Saturday, so let’s get everything ready in advance.”

++++

Saturday, July 4, 2077.

The day I head up to Pyongyang.

With tension coiling in my gut, I boarded the AV. Right then, a message came from Go Minji.

– You bastard

– You really won’t fucking contact me even if you die, huh

– You fucking asshole

– You know we have to go to Dalian

– You already heard everything

Always pissed off, as usual.

– You could’ve

– Messaged me first

– Ever think of that

– Instead of always

– Abusing your adorable little brother

– This is abuse

– I’m your elder, fuckface

– The younger one

– Is supposed to

– Take the initiative

– And reach out first

– What the hell are you talking about

– Why are you acting like the elder

– You second-rate pussy owner

– Fucking hell

– You little shit

– No wonder you turned out like this

– You didn’t get beaten enough growing up

– Not something I want to hear from you, Minji

– I got my ass beat all the time, you motherfucker

Then why the hell did you still turn out like that?

– Don’t talk back to your elders, son

– That’s not how you treat your father

– Go fuck yourself, dumbass

– “Father”? Seriously?

– You’re younger than me, idiot

Even that trick doesn’t work anymore.

– Fine, sorry, Aunt Minji

– I forgot I’m five years younger

– I should know my place

– “Aunt” my fucking god LOL

– From now on,

– I won’t sass Aunt Minji ever again

– You’re dead

– What?

– I’m showing respect here

– That’s not respect

– That’s sarcasm

– Oh, so you do know

– 🖕

– Ugh

– So what is it this time

– I’m headed to Pyongyang today

– I’m busy

– I told you earlier

– What about Dalian?

– No you didn’t

– What are you talking about?

– I mentioned Dalian

– You should’ve figured it out

– Must be real tough

– For the people who work with you

– 🖕

Minji never grows up.

She’s truly consistent.

– I already told you.

– Next week.

– When?

– I told you I’m going to Pyongyang today

– You should’ve figured it out

– You dumbfuck

– How the hell was I supposed to get that from that?

– Why not?

– It’s literally the same thing

– 🖕

She’s out of arguments, so all she’s got left is flipping me off again.

And she’s five years older than me. Amazing.

– Anyway, I’m free next weekend

– So you make it work

– Min-young said she’ll match my schedule too

– 🖕

Minji sent one last childish message and didn’t reply again.

...So does she get it or not?

“Seunghee. We’re going to Dalian next weekend, so keep everything clear from Friday on.”

“Yes.”

I’m the adult here. I’ll be the one to keep it together.

But when I see her next, I’m going to pin her down on the floor and fuck her until her pussy swells up.

++++

This is the first time I’ve come back to Pyongyang since Lunar New Year.

Technically, the factory visit counts as a trip to the outskirts of Pyongyang, but that was just to check out the facility.

Coming here to see Grandpa again—it’s been months.

Which made the nerves worse.

“The Chairman is expecting you.”

Escorted by the chief secretary, I finally arrived at Grandpa’s office.

From the massive entrance alone, it was clear this wasn’t a normal place. Secretaries working at desks along the hall all stood up and bowed as I passed.

“Chairman, Master Go Muyeol has arrived.”

A secretary stepped forward to relay the message, and about a second later, she motioned toward the door.

“You may enter.”

“...”

The chief secretary opened the door for me.

I took a deep breath and stepped inside.

Grandpa was, as always, sitting at his Go board.

Man really loves that thing.

I wonder if he’s spoken with Master Han Guk-young.

Clack.

The secretary stepped in behind me and silently moved to the side, out of my sight.

Still, I couldn’t help but be on edge.

We’re probably going to talk about the superconductor today. Is it okay to have another person here?

“That man’s fine. Honestly, who do you think I heard about this from?”

“...”

As if sensing my concern, Grandpa preempted me.

I glanced at the secretary—an older man who simply kept his head lowered.

Grandpa gently slid the Go board aside and stood up.

Despite his youthful appearance, he had an imposing presence. His sheer size gave off a powerful aura.

“Muyeol... Did you hear it from Min-young?”

No point in playing dumb. He clearly knows.

I went straight into apology mode.

“I’m sorry, Grandpa. I wasn’t planning to keep it hidden forever.”

Grandpa gave a dry chuckle, like he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

“Of course not. Why the hell would you make it at all if you were going to hide it forever? You were always planning to reveal it someday. The problem’s the when and how, you fool. Haven’t you heard of timing?”

His voice wasn’t loud.

Not sharp or angry, either—more calm than anything. But the way he turned his back on me... I could sense the sadness radiating from his shoulders.

I knew that whenever his emotions ran high, his usual standard speech gave way to his native dialect. So yeah... he was feeling a lot.

“Why’d you keep it from me?”

“That’s...”

“I’m not mad. You invent something like that—I should be praising you, not yelling. I’m just asking why you didn’t tell me.”

So it’s not anger, but disappointment.

In a way, that’s worse.

“I’m sorry. I just... wanted to show you after I had more solid results.”

“More solid? What results? You’ve got a room-temp, room-pressure superconductor. What more do you need? You hid that from me?”

He turned back toward me, clicking his tongue and wagging his finger in the air.

“You don’t trust your own grandpa, do you?”

“Come on, that’s not true. If I don’t trust you, then who—?”

“Funny, coming from someone who told his aunt.”

“....”

“So what, you trust Min-young because she’s the woman you’re screwing, but your grandpa—just some old man playing Go in a distant tower—isn’t trustworthy?”

“That’s not—”

“What, you think I’d crack your skull open just for inventing something weird? I don’t get it. If you trust me, why hide something so important?”

Ah...

He’s really upset about this.

‘And somehow he knows about me and Min-young too...’

And he’s bringing it up right in front of the secretary.

God, this family...

“I’m sorry, Grandpa. I made a mistake. I was planning to tell you once I finished developing the liquid-phase version...”

“Liquid?”

“Yes... Min-young said if it could stay in liquid form at lower temperatures and still retain superconductivity, it’d be far more practical. I thought—”

“Enough with the excuses! You sound like a damn kid. Just say you’re sorry and shut it.”

“...Sorry.”

“Click click click. Always talking too much. Cut that shit out.”

“...Yes, sir.”

Grandpa sat back down in his chair.

Then he motioned to the secretary, who brought something over.

“...What is this?”

“Your shares.”

“...Sorry?”

Grandpa didn’t say more. The secretary handed over the envelope, gesturing for me to open it.

I did.

“!”

There was a lot of text, but the gist of it was simple: Grandpa was transferring 1% of Koryo Prestige’s shares to me.

Not just any branch—Prestige, the holding company itself.

That’s basically giving me 1% of Asia’s economy!!

Wh—What the hell...!!

“G-Grandpa...!”

“You’ve nearly taken over Incheon, and now you’re making shit like superconductors. No more playing around. You’ve had your fun. Time to take your place.”

Take my place, huh...

Sounds like he’s saying I’m finally allowed to play in the same league as the rest of the family.

Compared to them, I’ve been living like a pauper.

Even Go Hayan once gave me an AV saying, “Stop crawling around in shame.”

Maybe Grandpa hated seeing me act like a bum, too.

Still... I guess he let it slide because I looked like I was enjoying myself?

Heh.

‘How much... is all this even worth...?’

1% of Prestige.

I can’t even begin to calculate it.

“...So, if I got 1%, do my sisters each have 1% too?”

“Your aunts have 3% each. Their daughters have 1% apiece.”

“Oh, I see.”

“I was going to give you more.”

“...Sorry, what?”

“Your dad had 3%. Your mom had 3%. I was planning to give you 7% total.”

“????????????”

...What the actual fuck?

I stared at him in disbelief, and Grandpa clicked his tongue.

“Too damn cheeky, that’s why!”

Ah, fuck...

S-Seriously...

Never mind. This is my fault.