Return of the 10th Circle Archmage

Chapter 63 37. Awesome?

drop.

“Hey, really…”

Seok Chang-ik confirmed that the call was completely ended, and only then carefully exuded annoyance.

The polite attitude he had just had until recently was gone.

“Does this bastard really know me as a stick…?”

Gently stroking his rough, ripe hair, he pulled out a cigarette from his arms.

Chick, Chick.

Then, the middle boss, Kang Bu-kyung, who was waiting by the side, quickly ran and lit the fire with a lighter.

“after······.”

“What do you mean, the child?”

“Take a look at us and do promotions. What kind of SAT items are sold or something……”

“Hey, I’m fine. We are not some kind of advertiser, and besides, how do we judge SAT items?”

“I just need to promote it.”

“It’s the same with publicity. When should we take the SAT?”

“You didn’t go to college?”

“I’m a high school graduate.”

“Ha, let it go, really…”

Tight!

“Ahh!”

Seokchang Ripe angrily raised his hand and slapped the head of Bu-Kyung Kang, who had his glans cut.

“Huh…why isn’t there a guy with ink around me?”

slurp.

In order to please his older brother, Bu-kyung Kang, who had fallen to the ground in an excessive reaction, stood up with both hands on the ground.

“Should we do it ourselves? Can’t we just leave it to the company to promote it?”

“Tttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt

Seokchang-Ri at the suggestion of Bu-Kyung Kang, as if he knew it would be, clicked his tongue long.

“Baby, if that’s the case, would I be worrying about this?”

“········”

“It didn’t work even though Daedong Group spent billions of won on advertising, but what kind of money do we have to put out enough advertising?”

“········”

“We’re ignorant niggas who have to run if they don’t have money. you know?”

“Yes, I know.”

If you can’t do it with your head, run with your body!

It was an iron rule that came down as an unwritten rule in their organization. It was similar to the saying in the military, ‘If it doesn’t work, make it happen’.

“I have an order from him himself. We just do it and if it doesn’t work out, we can just say there’s nothing we can do about it. You have to do what you’re told, you know if you’re cheating for nothing, right?”

“Yes······”

At Seok Chang-ik’s question, Bu-kyung Kang pressed his temples with both hands to see if his head was already throbbing.

A worm that dug into his head.

Because of that, the two of them.

No, the lives of all the cheetah godfathers have been reduced to slavery to the ‘Gnome’.’Maybe it’s not just us…’

Kang Bu-kyung expected that there would be a lot of people who were victimized by Lee Jun-hyuk besides the cheetah godfather.

If he had that kind of ability, he might have been more aggressive than Lee Jun-hyeok.

“For the time being, I’ll give you a break from paying 200 each, so tell them to buy you a doll mask.”

“A doll mask?”

When he heard that the reward he had been bringing 200 a month had been postponed, Bukyung Kang, who had a wrinkled expression on his face, tilted his head at the word doll mask.

“Why?”

“Why? You don’t have to promote it!”

“········”

“Even if we put it on, our ugly face will be covered.”

“··········!”

“Or did you think you would be covered by wearing a mask or sunglasses?”

“…”

“I have no choice, you bastard. We are gangsters from heaven. Considering the Joseon Dynasty, they are like butchers that even both Koreans avoid. We always have to wear masks when we go out to the sun. Do you understand?”

“Yes, brother.”

So, the two left to buy clothes that didn’t fit for the promotion of Lee Jun-hyuk’s business.

And, at the same time.

Because of Lee Joon-hyuk, there was one more place where the lid was opened……

*

“Ahhh! Fuck!”

Pussack!

Yoo Pil-jun nervously threw the smartphone he was holding. The smartphone that was thrown to the floor was smashed, and fragments were scattered.

“Heh heh heh heh heh heh…”

Every time Pil-Jun Yoo talked with Jun-Hyeok Lee, he felt his blood pressure rise. He tried to force a smile, mind control, but to no avail.

Lee Joon-hyuk’s sharp wind pierced his mind like a needle, and his mental state was pierced like a honeycomb.

“What the hell…”

Besides, the condition of the group was also messed up.

I’ve been under a lot of stress lately, so I’ve lost interest in all the businesses I’ve been running.

It’s not mine anyway, so what did I have to work hard for? That thought couldn’t get out of my head.

Even if I grew up a fucking company and made some money, a poor guy named Lee Jun-hyeok was behind the metallurgical company and wasted his money, so why would he do it himself?

Nor is it metallurgy.

It has to be rectified in a nutshell. Yoo Pil-jun thought so.

“under······”

However, the rebellion does not end there.

If Yoo Pil-jun was really angry and tried to upset his whole business, the parasites in his head attacked him like he was going to kill him.

He even attempted suicide.

He smuggled and ate pentobarbital, a euthanasia drug that said he could die painlessly.

However, at that moment, with the pain that exploded in his head, the punishment began.

It was the same as tormenting the demons of Hell, unbearable to be alive. No, it was worse.

‘Lee Jun-hyuk, that bastard is definitely a devil bastard…’

He wasn’t a human child. Ignoring his son’s words at first and just going over it hit the ground and regretted it.

From the moment he heard the word ‘wizard’, he felt a chill and had to let go of his hand . . .

Even then, if I had restrained myself and endured it, I would not have come to this point.

But it was too late to regret.

squeaky.

While Pil-Jun Yoo was engulfed in regret, the door to the president’s room opened and Jin-Kwang Yoo, with long hair, came in.

“········”

Yoo Pil-jun stared blankly at his eldest son. He was a soulless face.

“father······”

Yoo Jin-kwang walked to his father like that.

“Did you answer the phone?”

“···········?”

At Yoo Jin-kwang’s words, the focus returned to Yoo Pil-jun’s blank eyes.

“what!?”

“This is what Junhyuk Lee did. Did you not answer the phone?”

“what?”

“It’s no use screaming at me. If you don’t do what he tells you to do, retaliation will come…”

“Hey you bastard!!!!”

Whik!

“······································································!?”

Yoo Pil-jun picked up the ashtray on the desk and threw it at Eugene Kwang with a fastball, but Eugene Kwang turned his upper body to the side and escaped with ease.

“father. Now, even this action will go into his ears. Is that still good?”

“Profit…!”

Rather, the son was proudly pointing out the man and threatening him.

“You need to prepare for a new advertisement quickly. It’s a new advertisement. If we don’t achieve meaningful sales this time around, we’ll probably have to avoid his punishment.”

“········”

“From now on, I will take charge of that part and actively lead the promotion. He gave me permission.”

“This . . . . . . . ”

“Are you going to disobey him now?”

“········”

Yoo Pil-jun bit his lips in anger.

Meanwhile, Yoo Pil-jun favored only his second son, and did not hand over any interest to his eldest son, Eugene Kwang.

He put him in the manager’s seat, but it was only a pattern. A position with no real powers, just a father’s errand.

So Eugene Kwang has been sharpening the knife on his underside for a long time.

May this day come

‘Heh heh. It’s a vile situation, riding on a tiger’s dominance, but it’s good. If only I could seize the real power of the group like this…’

Eugene Kwang was blinded by greed and had nothing to do with his father. No, I hated my father more than everyone else.

A father who always ignores himself, blackmails him, and threatens him with pocket money in front of others.

Eugene Kwang was forced to wear his mask and laughed, hehehe, in front of his father, killing his pride.

Just to inherit the Congolese of his father’s fortune. Later, when his father dies, he wants to live comfortably without worrying about money even then.

However, because of Lee Joon-hyuk, the plan was all messed up.

Instead, a new plan was drawn up.

‘If I am loyal to him in the future, he will delegate many powers to me.’Maybe he didn’t know that he would bring the succession right to the next president, which would pass to the second, to himself. Since it was originally a family-run Daedong Group, most of the shares were held by the chairman, Pil-Jun Yoo.

A whopping 55% stake.

Yoo Pil-jun alone did enough to defend the management rights. So, in the meantime, everyone trembled at Yoo Pil-jun’s prestige and gave everything.

‘But now I don’t have to.’

Yoo Pil-jun was now just a shell. The truth is, ‘Lee Jun-hyuk’ was holding everything.

Piljun Yoo, Jinkwang Yoo, and even Daedong Group.

He and his father could not escape Lee Jun-hyeok’s grasp. If so, wouldn’t it be more beneficial to adapt to it and rather aim for the Congo that falls from it?

‘He does not want direct absorption. Just behind the scenes, he only wants a certain amount. If I’m trying to get the right to succeed the president while trying to please him, heh heh…’

A beautiful blueprint was drawn in Yoo Jin-kwang’s head. If it stays as it is, I could be Lee Joon-hyuk’s host or whatever. He was confident in bringing souls to life.

After finishing his thoughts, Yoo Jin-kwang said to Yoo Pil-jun as if he were giving a command.

“My father can’t follow his will properly, so I will take care of it from now on. Do you know?”

“········”

“Wherever I spend my money, don’t ask me where it comes from. It’s all written for ‘him’. If you tackled it…”

“I get it.”

Yoo Pil-jun answered in a low voice with a weak, helpless voice. It was the appearance of an old man who was shabby and powerless, as if crushed by the power of his son, who had already grown.

“Uh-huh-!”

Yoo Jin-kwang smirked at his father and left the president’s room.

‘I’m not sorry at all. Rather, it will all be postponed.’

Yoo Jin-kwang was very satisfied with his current position. There was one eerie thing in his head, but he was now as natural as his own body, so it wasn’t too uncomfortable.

Rather, it seemed that a strong connection with Lee Jun-hyuk had been established, so somehow I became more attached to it.

In the meantime, he was incapacitated, but this fine hair worked very well, realizing that the trend had completely turned to Lee Jun-hyeok.

Yoo Jin-kwang took out his smartphone and called the CEO of Cheetah, just as Jun-hyeok Lee had previously instructed.

“Mr. Seok Chang-ik? This is Jin-kwang Yoo.”

“Ah yes. President.”

The corners of Yu Jin-kwang’s lips went up at the word “Chief”. He shrugged his shoulders as if he had become a real president.

“It’s no different, I heard that Seok Chang-ik is directly involved in the promotion of the SAT items. How much money do you need?”

Yoo Jin-kwang put aside all the gossip and brought it up right away.

“Yes, please give me three billion won.”

“all right. I’ll pay you right away in the name of the activity fee. Is there anything else I can do to help?”

To Jin-gwang Yoo’s earnest words, Seok Chang-ik swallowed his saliva and answered.

“Then, would you like to participate in this ‘Sharing Together Event’? It is to promote and distribute SAT items for free to poor children.”

“Of course you should. Where can I go?”

Seok Chang-ik was surprised for a moment by Yoo Jin-kwang’s active attitude, then sent him a picture of the address of the cheetah godfather.

*

After some time, Jin-Kwang Yoo and Chang-Ik Seok met the operator of a large SAT community.

It was the most famous nave cafe called ‘Sumanwi’ among the students.

The two met them and said they wanted to hold a scholarship event to help poor students.

The amount is about 2 billion.

It was a large-scale project that used more than 60% of the publicity costs that Jinkwang Yoo had agreed to take.

Once the operators were stabbed by 100 million won, from then on, it was okay to pretend.

First, candidates for scholarships were selected mainly for poor students, and scholarships were delivered mainly to those who actively promote SAT items from among them.

And, the students selected by the selection team wore the SAT items first and posted their reviews on SNS and the SAT community.