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chapter 16
Yuseong hadn’t received any notice to convene the board meeting, being in the middle of the family meeting, and even if she had tried to attend, Kyunghee next to her would have stopped her.
Kyunghee had a separate reason for steadfastly attending the family meeting.
“Ugh! Ughh!”
At that moment, one of the tied-up directors crawled on his knees toward Chihong.
“…What?”
It was Director Yoo Kyung-min, who was practically a loyalist to Shin Byung-oh. His broken glasses hung loosely as he barely kept them on, and with a face full of rage, he headbutted Chihong’s leg.
“Ugh! Ugh!”
“Ha, seriously… what the…”
Crash!
Chihong, struck in the cheek by the knee, completely shattered Kyung-min’s glasses.
“Ugh… ugh…”
Thud. Chihong stomped violently on Kyung-min’s cheek with his shoe. Two other directors from the Shin Byung-oh faction, watching him scream in pain, shut their eyes tightly. Without Shin Byung-oh, Shinyang was nothing short of hell.
“Our Yoo Kyung-min needs a one-way trip to the afterlife to come to his senses, right?”
Just as Chihong prepared to stomp Kyung-min again with all his strength, suddenly the conference room doors swung wide open, and the air seemed to shift.
“…What?”
Silhouettes of four men appeared in the doorway. The first three were familiar faces.
“Kim Soo-cheol. What are you doing here?”
It was Kim Soo-cheol, head of Shin Yuseong’s security team, and next to him were the twins Young-min and Chang-min, who were always by his side.
“Ha, I… almost got a heart attack. You guys scare people, huh? So… did you come here to fight?”
Chihong smirked sarcastically, and his subordinates chuckled nervously.
Then…
“…Who’s that guy?”
Cutting through the crowd, a man walked forward.
“….”
The room fell silent at the appearance of the unfamiliar man. Chihong spat carelessly, then boldly walked up to him.
“You’re a new face. Who are you?”
The man, at least a cheek taller than Chihong, looked down at him.
“….”
Chihong felt a sudden suffocating sensation.
“Not exactly a face you want to see up close. Step aside.”
Soo-hyuk nudged the frozen Chihong aside with his shoulder and stepped forward. One of the O Dae-ho faction directors pointed at him aggressively.
“You little punk. Who the hell are you?”
“Well… I’m an anonymous shareholder with a 21% stake in Shinyang Corporation.”
Twenty-one percent. Not as much as the chairman’s daughter Yuseong, but far exceeding O Dae-ho’s stake. In short, he wasn’t just a shareholder—he was a major shareholder. The man Yuseong knew as “Rex.”
“I’m also a director of Shinyang Corporation, duly authorized with proper delegation.”
The O Dae-ho faction directors just blinked at the calm introduction of this mysterious man.
“What? What? Wait, what the… How much is your stake?”
“Just think of it as more than O Dae-ho, whom you’ve been licking the rear end of so desperately.”
Soo-hyuk then walked toward the center of the conference room.
“Ugh!”
“Ughh!”
Seeing the restrained directors of the Shin Byung-oh faction, he clicked his tongue at Chihong.
“I came here for a board meeting… and this? Not even a gang, huh?”
“Ha, this bastard… must want to die!”
“Release them. Now.”
At Soo-hyuk’s command, Yuseong’s security team quickly untied the restrained directors, removing the tape and freeing their limbs.
“But this bastard…”
Chihong, enraged by Soo-hyuk’s calm demeanor, threw a glass at him from the table.
Clink.
“-!!!!”
Soo-hyuk caught the glass effortlessly with one hand.
“Welcome drink? Nothing in it, though.”
Crack! Multiple fractures ran through the glass in his hand, and it shattered loudly.
“What… what the hell!”
Soo-hyuk grabbed the broken shards and threw them at the O Dae-ho faction directors standing in front of him.
“Ah! Ahhh!”
“Ughhh!”
Sharp shards embedded themselves in their stomachs, arms, and legs. The Shin Byung-oh faction directors, supported by security, stood in confusion, witnessing the situation. Those who had been trampling and tormenting them moments ago were now kneeling before them.
And they looked at the man who had turned the situation around in an instant. Soo-hyuk’s appearance alone had flipped everything.
He casually walked to the podium, blood dripping from his hands, but calmly wiped it with a handkerchief. Then, with a cold expression, he spoke.
“From now on, we will hold an emergency board meeting of Shinyang Corporation to dismiss the directors who attempted to harm the chairman’s daughter, citing acts of violence and unethical conduct.”
The O Dae-ho faction directors, bleeding and barely standing, shouted.
“No! That punk who hasn’t even been involved in management suddenly barges in and spouts nonsense!”
“Hey, do you think this is a playground?! This guy must have watched too many dramas!”
Click. Soo-hyuk flicked a lighter and lit a cigarette. Smoke wafted into the faces of the directors yelling in rage.
“This punk… kkk, kehk!”
Watching their twisted faces in pain, Soo-hyuk turned his gaze to Soo-cheol and the twins.
“You saw it, right? The knives, hammers, and sticks used to threaten our delicate Yuseong.”
“…Delicate? Yeah.”
Recalling Yuseong taking down O Dae-ho in one blow and smashing the safe, Soo-cheol instinctively gave a vague reaction.
“-!!”
Soo-hyuk’s eyes narrowed sharply. Snapping back to attention, Soo-cheol corrected himself firmly.
“No! Yes!! I saw it with my own eyes! Those crazy bastards hit our lady!!! You saw it too, right?!”
“Yes!! Absolutely!!!”
“Yes, I saw it! I swear on my kidneys, I saw it clearly!!!!”
Finally satisfied with their answers, Soo-hyuk turned his gaze.
But Chihong’s rebuttal came immediately.
“These bastards are talking nonsense! Ha! Go ahead and lie with spit on your lips. It was Shin Yuseong who did that to our Dae-ho!”
He stepped toward Chihong, exhaling smoke while staring him down. Chihong could only swallow nervously.
“Sir, do you have proof?”
“What… what?”
“Do you have evidence that our Yuseong did that?”
Soo-hyuk lowered his head and met Chihong’s eyes. Now, how would he respond?
Unable to answer, Chihong just glared, gritting his teeth. While the Shin Byung-oh faction directors were clever, the O Dae-ho faction were hopelessly stupid.
“But this bastard, I just let him go earlier—!”
These fools would throw a punch the moment they felt cornered. Despite the overwhelming power difference, they still acted foolishly.
Soo-hyuk effortlessly dodged the incoming punch, signaling his subordinates to roll up their sleeves.
“Everyone, let’s go!”
“Yes!!!”
In an instant, a circle formed around Soo-hyuk.
“Soo-cheol hyung!”
“Those crazy bastards… Chang-min, let’s go!”
Yuseong’s security team moved to assist Soo-hyuk.
“…!”
But their steps stopped immediately. Soo-hyuk’s long leg lifted and, with a thud, Chihong in front of him fainted.
“…What just happened?”
Even seeing it with their own eyes, it didn’t feel real. In a blink, An Chi-hong was down.
“Ugh… ugh…”
Soo-hyuk stomped on Chihong’s chest, then burned the Shinyang emblem on his jacket with his cigarette. Chihong was already unconscious, foaming at the mouth—complete defeat.
“How about… should I play with you a little more?”
Soo-hyuk raised his head, staring at the directors standing frozen. His noir-like presence sent chills down Soo-cheol’s spine.
Back on the podium, Soo-hyuk addressed the stunned directors.
“Those in favor of dismissing the directors who attempted to harm the chairman’s daughter, raise your hands.”
The result was obvious. All hands went up, including the O Dae-ho faction directors, demoralized by their leader’s defeat.
By unanimous vote, O Dae-ho and his followers were dismissed.
It had all happened within just twenty minutes of Soo-hyuk’s appearance.
