In the unlit study, deep frustration settled in Jo Daehoon’s furrowed forehead. The week he thought would be a signal for his prime passed like a nightmare.
“Hoo…”
As he sighed like a groan, the fatigue in his eyes, staring at the window covered by curtains, was palpable.
The reason he didn’t turn on the lights even at midnight was to avoid annoying things that might be happening in front of his house. Daehoon had been moving out since yesterday.
Those who hadn’t said a word until now were pressing him for overdue payments for construction materials. They gathered in front of the company building, picketed collectively, condemned Hyunyang Construction’s oppression, and brought all sorts of media for interviews.
In the midst of this, another issue arose. An employee of a company supplying cement confessed that, to meet the price demanded by Hyunyang Construction, they had no choice but to produce low-quality products.
Along with this, the bankruptcy of the iron supply company was revealed to be due to unpaid fees from Hyunyang Construction, attracting condemnation.
As a result, the defective construction came into question, and the residents of the apartments built in that year began to express their dissatisfaction. Some shareholders, who questioned Daehoon’s business ethics, also started voicing their complaints.
“Damn them…”
Misfortune overlapped continuously as if waiting for it to happen. The media, which exaggerated even trivial matters, felt uncomfortable. It was as if someone had drawn this situation.
And it didn’t end there. Within a short period, Hyunyang Construction’s stocks flowed into several uncertain places. Why didn’t they know until now? Why did it turn out like this for Hyunyang Construction, which they had guarded so diligently?
They reveled in a moment of glory. They closed their eyes to enjoy the dazzling light of the imminent dawn so much that they didn’t notice someone picking money from their pocket. It was premature arrogance.
“Hmm…”
A discomforting sound clearly filled the silent study. With closed eyes, Daehoon painfully reminisced about the past.
Just before the stock price was about to rise, he knew there was a force buying up a large amount of shares. And when it suddenly updated the daily limit, he also received reports about a force that sold in large quantities. All of them were foreigners.
Normally, he would have found it suspicious, but he was too immersed in ecstasy to investigate. Busy rowing the boat that caught the favorable wind, he had ignored the strange situations several times.
“It seems strange. There was surely more to go up, but they sold it…”
“These guys don’t know how to look ahead. Hyunyang Construction’s golden future is about to unfold soon.”
“You’re right.”
“Unlucky guys.”
However, the news broke, and the stock wavered. Despite shouting about the prosperity of Hyunyang Construction with the redevelopment of Hwami Apartment and the reconstruction in the Gangnam area, all that came back was a sneer.
The problem started now. The maturity dates for loans from various banks were approaching one after another, and there was a situation where investment firms from two places in the United States could demand an early contract termination by citing the decline in share value.
In that case, an amount that could not be handled had to be raised.
No sharp figure comes to mind. The situation was desperate, with only those trying to exploit it around, and Daehoon’s blood was about to run dry in this situation where no one was reaching out.
“Groan,” Daehoon grumbled, pressing the armrest of the chair nervously. Just then, the vibration of the phone rang out.
Unlike the company business phone that had been ringing non-stop all week, Daehoon’s personal phone, used for personal purposes, had been quiet all along, making Daehoon’s gaze sharp.
“What’s going on again.”
Daehoon’s voice, confirming that the caller was Director Kim, was filled with irritation.
At this late hour, there was no reason for a call to be pleasant. Given that it had been like this for the past few days, it was natural to speculate that some trouble had occurred again.
“Mr. Jo Jaehoon, the CEO of Jooan Entertainment, is requesting to meet with you. It’s the third contact already. What should we do?”
Amidst the already complicated situation, Daehoon was about to say that there was no time to deal with such a guy, but he closed his mouth as a thought passed through his mind. He remembered that the distribution of the assets of the deceased chairman of Jooan Group had been completed quickly a few days ago.
“…Bring him quietly.”
Daehoon clenched his fist. It wasn’t unthinkable to roast a guy who was lacking in every way possible. Moreover, if it was the guy who was so obsessed with his daughter that he couldn’t tell front from back.
“And find out how that kid is doing.”
“Are you talking about Yoon Jaein?”
“Yeah. We should meet soon. He can act cheeky like last time.”
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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