I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family-Chapter 503
“That... that’s a bit too vague....”
“What’s vague? I said everything that needs saying. Do whatever you feel like.”
“Even if the research direction is fine, we still don’t know the allocated budget or supplies.... In that state... there’s nothing we can do.”
“Why not.”
“When you say you can provide everything we need... that’s basically the same as saying you won’t support us at all.”
“What?”
“Concentrating support on the one or two things that matter most is far better than underfunding everything. Even if the total is the same.... So you at least need to tell us the rough scope of what you can support—”
I looked at Han Chae-young with a face that said “pathetic.”
She met my gaze like she didn’t get why I was looking at her like that, then pinched her brow and gave a small, petty pushback.
She picked up the “Absolute Submission” trait after the Biotech tour, but she still hadn’t been trained properly as a cunt.
Well... since I plan to use her as a researcher, this much resistance is about right. If she came in trembling and groveling, she’d have no character and it’d be boring.
“Miss Han is right. If you don’t define a clear scope, we can’t draft a plan. With something that mushy, we can’t do anything.”
“Unbelievable. Are you hearing me as if I’m an idiot?”
Looks like they’ve come from a broke little secret organization; their attitude toward a conglomerate is completely out of line.
“Hey, you think this is some hole-in-the-wall like Abyss or the CSA?”
“It... wasn’t that level...?”
“It wasn’t like that.”
“Your pride is rich for a pair that got wiped.”
“......”
The story’s obvious.
Back there, they must have been beaten down on budget, personnel—every axis—until they abandoned everything and poured their whole souls into one or two absolute priorities, just to barely keep the research alive.
Thinking about that, they really are nasty pieces of work.
They made Great Demons, S-types, super-serum, and supers in hick towns like Abyss or the CSA.
In some sense they’re more impressive than Koryo Group researchers.
“I’ll fund whatever you ask for. If I say it, that’s how it is.”
“......”
“......”
Even after I spelled it out again, their faces stayed sullen.
Losing trust like this... what pitiful specimens.
“Anyway, that’s that. Let’s call the lab the Muyeol Research Institute. Han Chae-young and Rachel, you start as deputy directors.”
“Muyeol... Research Institute...?”
Three sets of eyes fixed on me.
Han Chae-young, Rachel, and even Baekseol.
“I’m folding it under the Muyeol Group.”
“......”
“......”
“......”
Baekseol opened and closed her lips like she wanted to speak, then shut them. Han Chae-young and Rachel wet their lips, itching to say something.
“Why are you looking at me like that? Got a problem?”
“Is it because I’m a foreigner? It just sounds so tacky and weird.”
“...I feel the same. Maybe I just don’t have the Koryo vibe?”
“Quit whispering.” 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮
“......”
“......”
Cunts, the both of them.
“Don’t judge me or the Group with your rustic taste.”
“......”
“......”
Damn things kept those incredulous faces to the end. Insolent.
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After leaving the facility, I took Rachel and Han Chae-young to the Correctional District.
The Correctional District has the prison and the camp (the former tent city), and a new town that connects them; first we headed for the prison.
“This is... the prison...”
“Gah— th-that man is here...!!”
The inmates still didn’t know who I was, so even with an emergency assembly ordered for all guards and inmates, there was whispering.
Of course, they didn’t pull anything too flashy. They’d remember the woman who got tased by me and fainted.
And they’d... remember the scene where the faction bosses were humiliated.
“As you can see, everyone here is poor quality. So if you need human material, source it here.”
“Uh...”
“Don’t use them for killing or mutating into monsters. Fundamentally they’re somewhere between criminal cunts and onaholes. When you have something verified through a battery of experiments and need to run clinicals, that’s when you use them.”
“Use... people...?”
“Don’t act surprised.”
They’ve done worse themselves.
“You probably don’t have a feel for what’s acceptable, right?”
I gave them a demo.
On the yard, the guards were bellowing orders at the assembled inmates, drilling them; anyone who couldn’t endure or fell behind ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ was beaten without mercy.
Arms and legs snapped, blood coughed from mouths—the simple mindset was that it’s fine because we can just patch them up, so the brutal abuse continued.
“Roughly like this. Treat them at that level.”
“Insane.”
Rachel and Han Chae-young were struck dumb at a scene that could never exist in society—where human rights had been thrown to the dogs.
After the prison, we visited the camp.
The term sounds bad, but it had originally been the zone holding a mass of female entertainers who got displaced by the Reinforcement Sex Tribute Gate and such.
We cleared the tents, put up full-glass buildings with a figure-exhibition concept, and lodged the women inside.
“If you need hands for small chores, borrow from here. The RK series is classified; obviously you don’t bring them in for that. You know that much, right?”
“Y-yes...”
“Hm...”
We toured the island end to end.
It was a big island—about a tenth the size of Incheon—so just that took the entire day.
“Starting tomorrow, think about how you’ll structure the institute. Say what you need with nothing held back, okay? Nothing held back.”
“......”
“Oh, and soon a massive AI is coming in from Militaris headquarters. You’ll have fun poking at that.”
“A massive... AI...?”
“Yeah. I don’t know the details. They say it’s a lot bigger than you’d expect, so it’ll take some time. Still, it should arrive by December at the latest, I think.”
Once Sibyl comes in, the real work begins.
And we’ve got Kang Hye-young, right? Would be nice to pry out a few things before she goes.
“Anyway, do a good job. I’m genuinely curious what happens when you let scientists do whatever they want with unlimited funding.”
“Is... it really unlimited...?”
“How many times are you going to ask me. You sent spies at me twice and still can’t figure out who’s standing in front of you?”
After I even took the time to give them a guided island tour.
“I’m Go Muyeol. The first son of Asia.”
“......”
“Don’t ask me small-time questions like that. If you don’t believe me, test me.”
“...Understood.”
“I understand.”
The two cunts nodded with faces that looked like they’d made up their minds.
That wrapped the day.
To commemorate setting up the new workplace for the new cunts, I summoned Han Chae-hee, Han Chae-young, and Rachel and had group sex.
And the next day.
“1.3 trillion?”
By afternoon—barely a few hours later—a budget request came in based on Han Chae-young and Rachel’s research plan.
Once the system settles in, that side will handle it, but for now I told them to bring it to me....
“This doesn’t look like an institute estimate.”
A measly 1.3 trillion.
I checked the line items to see what this was, and there were monstrous English words I didn’t even know existed, and even with the Korean items I couldn’t understand almost half.
Whatever. Even at a glance, it was the amount to fill... maybe a room or two, not an institute.
“They said it’s the budget needed to build out each of their preferred labs.”
“I told you to build an institute and you brought... labs. So, is it decent at least?”
“It’s workable. Shall we call it a cost-effective estimate?”
“C—cost-effective? Are you telling me you submitted a cost-effective estimate to me?”
“Yes.”
Baekseol, deadpan, evaluated the budget they submitted.
“You could conduct research, but calling it top-tier would be generous, and many elements are outright impossible. I see traces of compromise all over.”
“Hah... unbelievable...”
How hard-pressed were they living.
After everything I showed them yesterday, they still don’t believe me and submit this?
Insolent bitches.
“Seunghee, call them in.”
“Yes.”
“How dare you... dare submit a cost-effective estimate to me?”
This was an insult.
To me...
To me...
Submitting a cost-effective estimate....
With cute things like this, you have to crush their spirit completely.
You can do it with a cock, but the most effective way is to crush them with money.
“...You called for us?”
“Master.”
They arrived wearing subtly complicated expressions.
As soon as they entered, I skipped the small talk and went straight to the point.
“1.3 trillion?”
“......”
“......”
“You two actually submitted this as a budget?”
“......”
“......”
When I shook the proposal and said that, Han Chae-young and Rachel smiled faintly with faces like “of course.” Looks like they assumed even this would be rejected.
What the hell do they take me for.
“Spend more, you idiots. Do it properly.”
“Of course that won’t—...huh?”
“You think this is a joke and you bring this to me? What do you think you can do with this? If you’re going to half-ass it, don’t start. If you start, the process has to be the best and the result has to be the best. Your attitude is rotten. What do you think you’re doing with a single trillion?”
After giving them a thorough chewing out, I tossed the budget back at them.
“Rewrite it and resubmit.”
“......”
“......”
They glanced at each other. Then, awkwardly bending her knees, Han Chae-young picked the budget up.
That dazed look on her face was delicious.
