Free Web Novel“Myungsoo, go wait by the car.”
I tossed him the car keys.
He hesitated, then slowly walked off toward the parking lot.
“Where are we going?”
“Let’s take my car.”
“Lead the way.”
I followed behind Cheon Jisoo.
She got into the driver’s seat first, and I opened the passenger door and climbed in.
“Didn’t expect you to act all familiar at school.”
“We’re family, aren’t we?”
What bullshit.
You're the worst of all.
I kept my true feelings hidden and continued the conversation.
“So, what do you want? I’ve got a friend waiting.”
“What’s the rush?”
She glared at me. There was curiosity in her eyes.
“Why so prickly? I’m still your older cousin, you know. Don’t talk to me like that.”
“Sure, noona. So what’s the point?”
My tone drew a sigh from her—as if my coldness was absurd.
“There’s no need for us to be at odds, is there? I don’t care about Grandfather’s business. Whether you work under him or not, it has nothing to do with me.”
“Right. I also don’t care if you’re interested in his business or not. What I do care about is why you called me out like this. What is it you want to say?”
“......”
She looked like she was debating whether to speak or not.
She’d probably suggest an alliance.
She had done it before too.
And then stabbed me in the back.
“I’m interested in Ilseong Group.”
“Good for you. You’re more than capable of getting a spot. I support you. That’s all?”
“Hey!”
She shouted at me, probably irritated by my sarcasm.
“What?!”
I raised my voice in response.
If she proposed an alliance, I was planning to accept.
This time, I’d be the one to use her thoroughly—then stab her back.
No matter how much money I had, in the post–Real Name Financial System era, I knew I wouldn’t win against the conglomerates. I’d learned that the hard way in my past life.
To win, I needed the power of Ilseong Group.
“I told you, I’m not interested in Grandfather’s inheritance. You take over his business. I want Ilseong Group. So help me. Let’s form an alliance.”
“An alliance?”
“Let’s be honest—it’s obvious that this will all come down to a fight between you and my brother eventually. And from where I’m sitting, your odds are better. If I give you inside information on my dad and my brother, your odds go up even more. So? What do you think?”
I let out a soft laugh through my nose.
“Are you actually worried about that delinquent Cheon Jiwon? You're not overestimating your brother, are you?”
“...Don’t dismiss him. He’s still the firstborn son. You’re from the maternal line—Jiwon’s the direct heir. And if he gets Ilseong Group’s backing, you might be in trouble. Don’t be too confident.”
“Ha! Cheon Jiwon? That guy?”
“Hey! Are you even listening to me?”
Sure, I’d always mocked her whenever I saw her, but there was no benefit in needlessly provoking her now.
“Fine. Let’s say you’ll give me info. What do you want in return? If it’s an alliance, you must want something too. What is it?”
“Get Grandfather to support me. And... not right now, but maybe a few years—or even decades—from now. When he’s gone and you take his place, support me then.”
I pretended to think it over.
Cheon Jisoo stayed silent as I closed my eyes and appeared deep in thought.
“...I don’t get it. If Cheon Jiwon becomes the successor, wouldn’t it be easier for you to ask him for help? He’s your brother. He’d help, wouldn’t he?”
“Hah... Cheon Jiwon? If he becomes the heir, he’ll try to swallow Ilseong Group whole. He’s that greedy and shameless. Don’t underestimate him. I know exactly what kind of person he is.”
“But even if I support you, can you even take over Ilseong Group? It seems more likely the company will unify under someone else.”
No matter how smart and competent she was, Ilseong Group was her maternal family.
The chairman already had a succession plan. He had no reason to alter it.
The only real variable was the fact that he cherished Cheon Jisoo’s mother, his eldest daughter.
But the Ilseong Group’s chairman...
He was a cold man with neither blood nor tears.
If her presence became a threat to succession, he would discard his own daughter without hesitation. That was the man—Chairman Seo Yonggeon.
“I don’t want the whole thing. I’m not that delusional. But I’ll take at least half. It’s my mother’s rightful share.”
“...You dream big, don’t you?”
“Anyway. What do you think? Are you in?”
“Hm... doesn’t it feel like you’re getting the short end of the deal? That makes me uneasy. Right now, I get something, and you’re just getting a promise.”
That probably hit her.
After the Ilseong Group chairman collapsed from a heart attack, that’s when she truly made her move. She turned on her uncle, the designated heir, and launched a shareholder battle.
And in the end, I sided with her, inheriting Grandfather’s power and granting her control of one-third of the Ilseong Group subsidiaries.
That’s when she dropped my hand.
She joined forces with Cheon Sooman and Cheon Suhan to destroy me.
That was Cheon Jisoo.
“You’re not losing anything here, right? We’re family—can’t you trust me?”
“Pfft. Hahaha.”
The words “Can’t you trust your cousin?” made me laugh instinctively.
Wow. She actually said that?
“Why are you laughing?”
Cheon Jisoo frowned.
“No, it’s just—‘can’t you trust me’ was funny. I’ll think about it. It’s not something I can decide lightly.”
“What’s there to think about? Why pass up such a good opportunity? You even said yourself—I’m getting the worse deal here.”
“True. You are getting the worse deal. But this is our first real conversation. You suddenly pop up and make this offer—how could I trust you just like that?”
Honestly, part of me just wanted to mess with her.
“I’ll think about it. I’ll give you an answer as soon as I can. Oh, and don’t worry—I’m not telling anyone about this. I’m not that stupid.”
Maybe she hadn’t expected me to say I’d think it over. She stared at me for a long time.
Then she sighed.
“Sigh... Fine. Just answer me as soon as you can. I won’t wait forever. If you take too long, I’ll have no choice but to find another way. Got it?”
“Sure. We’re done talking, right? I’ll contact you later.”
I reached for the door, but she spoke up behind me.
“Wait. I’ll still give you a gift.”
I let go of the door handle and looked at her.
“What?”
“My dad’s been moving the Myeongdong presidents. He’s planning something. I don’t know the details, but... just be careful when dealing with them.”
Talk about too little, too late.
I stared at her without answering.
“What? Don’t believe me?”
“No... I was just wondering if you might actually be useful.”
Cheon Jisoo scowled.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“I’ve already met all the Myeongdong presidents. Everything’s sorted. I’ve retrieved all of Grandfather’s nominee accounts and set monthly reporting.”
“What?”
Cheon Jisoo stared at me in disbelief.
So she can make that face. I'm learning so much today.
“Now I really do need to think long and hard about this alliance.”
“You... took control of the Myeongdong presidents?”
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“...You’re not an ordinary guy, are you?”
A curious smile spread across her face.
She was probably calculating my value right then.
Hey, back in the day, I ate with you, drank with you, went to saunas with you, okay? You hear me?
...Well, maybe not saunas.
I know you better than you know yourself. Get ready. This time...
I got out of her car and walked toward mine.
Seeing Myungsoo reading a law book inside made me smile.
I opened the driver’s side door and got in.
“You’re studying even in the car?”
“Oh? Hey, Muhyuk! Who was that girl earlier? She was crazy pretty. Hook me up. Why are ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) you meeting girls without me, huh? You bastard, you tell me to focus on the bar exam and then you’re out dating? You petty son of a—”
As soon as I sat down, Myungsoo unleashed a barrage of complaints that hurt my ears.
I replied with a disinterested look.
“She’s my cousin.”
“Oh? Really? Sorry.”
Quick apology.
“Don’t be fooled by the face. She’s a gumiho with a hundred snakes coiled inside. She and I... we’re not on the same path.”
Hearing that, Myungsoo silently turned back to his law book.
“I’m starving. Let’s get some food! Drive, Chauffeur Kim!”
I shook my head and started the engine.
The car pulled away slowly.
After eating with Myungsoo and returning home, I headed straight to Grandfather’s study.
Standing outside the door, I said,
“Grandfather. It’s Muhyuk.”
From inside, his voice replied.
“Come in.”
“Yes, sir.”
I entered. Manager Ha wasn’t there—just Grandfather, leaning back in his chair.
“How was your first class? Enjoy it?”
“Yes. I got to greet some of my classmates.”
“That so?”
“I met Jisoo noona.”
“Jisoo? Oh right, she’s at the same university.”
“Yes. We’re having lunch together soon.”
“Good. Stay close with your cousins, alright?”
“Yes.”
Grandfather nodded in satisfaction.
“So, what’s the reason you came straight to me after school? Speak.”
I carefully brought up the matter.
“Um... you told me to manage the slush fund account.”
“I did.”
“I was wondering if we could move it overseas.”
“Overseas?”
“Yes. If you’re not planning to use the money immediately, I’d like to invest it abroad.”
Grandfather sat forward from his reclined position.
“Investment, huh. Are you confident? Do you remember what I said when I gave you that account?”
“Yes. You said if I fail, that money might be the last I ever get.”
“Even just maintaining it would be enough—so why go through the trouble of moving it overseas?”
Even now, moving money abroad wasn’t easy. After the Real Name Financial System took effect, it would become even harder.
But with Grandfather’s current influence, moving the funds now would be easy.
“I think this administration will increasingly push policies that hurt you. Even if you’re not the direct target, as someone who forms a pillar of the underground economy, you’ll be hit the hardest. That’s why I think it’s necessary to move the funds now.”
“Hm...”
“If we use the overseas branches of the conglomerates you’ve lent money to, we can clean the funds and move them to the U.S. without issue.”
Grandfather looked intrigued.
“That’s doable. But your reasoning is still weak. Moving money abroad over a policy that hasn’t even been implemented yet? Is that justified?”
I answered calmly.
“You entrusted that account to me. That means you need to trust my decisions and support me. Right?”
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“Hahaha! Fascinating. Your uncles still cower and can’t speak properly in front of me, but you—Muhyuk—you’re either fearless or full of guts. I like it.”
Indeed.
In the past, I’d always shrunk in front of him.
He might have considered me an heir, but he was never satisfied with me.
“Alright. What do you need me to do?”
“Please transfer 400 billion won to an American account.”
“And?”
“Until the year 2000, don’t ask me about that money. I’ll handle it.”
“Huh? You want me not to even ask about the 400 billion?”
“Yes.”
After a long pause, Grandfather eventually nodded.
“Very well. Let’s try it your way. But there’s no second chance. Whether you grow it or lose it, all I ask is that you return the 400 billion. Understood?”
“Yes, sir.”
“I’ll tell Manager Ha to handle the transfer and make it perfectly clean.”
“Thank you, Grandfather.”
I never imagined I’d have a conversation like this in his study.
But my transformation had changed him, too.
Now...
I needed to find someone to manage my accounts.
‘If I remember right... around this time, that person should be running from loan sharks, right?’
Grandfather said nothing more about the slush fund.
Instead, he asked about my university life.
After our conversation ended and I left the study, Manager Ha returned home.
“Manager Ha.”
“Yes, Young Master.”
“There’s someone I’d like you to find.”
“Someone?”
He paused, looking curious.
“Please tell me. It might take time, but the more details you give me, the faster I can find them.”
I tried to recall everything I could and described the person.
Manager Ha took out a notebook and wrote everything down.
A few days later—
He gave me the address of the inn where the man was staying.
He looked confused as he said,
“Han Kyungyeong? This man’s buried in debt. It wasn’t hard to find him. But... why him?”
“Haha. He’s a useful man. Thank you, Manager Ha.”
He asked no further questions.
Han Kyungyeong.
One day, he would be known as a “super ant”—a legendary retail investor.
But right now, he was just a debt-ridden stock addict.
Soon, he would be my man—the one who would grow my fortune.
< Help Me. Let’s Form an Alliance. > End.
