World Domination through Planet Development - Chapter 72



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Episode 72. Daehyun R&S Corruption Exposed

Early morning.

Ring ring ring. Ring ring ring.

widely!

Fernando opened his eyes, hitting the alarm clock with his hand.

I’m not the type of person who is very diligent, but there are days when I have an important appointment like this every morning.

It is the day to pay tribute to the organization.

The appointment was supposed to have been made a long time ago, but for some unknown reason the organization completely lost contact.

But just yesterday we got in touch again.

Although he was dissatisfied with the date being set for today, he couldn’t help it since there had been too much delay.

He also has to sell the quota again to make a profit.

These drug addicts can’t stand it for even a moment, so it’s no exaggeration to say that there have already been losses, to the point where some people have gone to other regions to get drugs.

Rustle rustle.

Fernando threw off the blanket and got up.

“Ugh.”

After relieving my stiff body with some simple exercises, I left the room and headed to the bathroom.

A dirty bathroom, about 3.5 square meters in size.

It doesn’t take that long to wash.

Brush your teeth first.

And while washing your face, wash your hair at the same time.

I poured water all over my head, washed it clean with my hands, and then dried it with the towel hanging next to me.

After scrubbing from the scalp to the nape of the neck, I look in the mirror for a moment.

He flicks his hair back as if it were a habit.

Oh, of course there’s no hair there.

I just stroked my flaky scalp like I always did.

In Mexico, nearly 30% of the population has hair loss.

I’ve been living like this for quite some time now, so I don’t really feel anything. Honestly, even if my hair grows back, I don’t think I’d be that happy.

Fernando carefully examined the small hairs growing on his side and behind him.

“Hmm… I guess this is still okay.”

There is no hair growth at all on top, but hair grows in small pieces on the sides and back, so I always keep it neat.

I cleaned it up once yesterday morning, so it looks okay so far.

This time he lifts his chin and strokes his beard.

Unlike his neatly groomed hair, his beard was messy.

“He definitely looks like Jason Statham.”

He muttered something that made it impossible to tell who he looked like and left the bathroom.

Fernando came back into the room, put on some appropriate top and bottom clothes and his usual black Adidas jacket, and came out.

Bright morning.

As it was the beginning of the day, people were moving around busily with tired expressions.

Given the nature of his work, one might wonder if it would be acceptable for him to move around at such a prominent time, but this is an area completely under the control of the organization.

As long as the location is relatively quiet, there shouldn’t be any problems.

The location is a 30-minute walk from his house.

Since this neighborhood is his area of ​​activity to begin with, he doesn’t need to go far.

I arrived at the meeting place, but there was still no one there.

I took out my smartphone and glanced at the time. There were only a few minutes left until the appointment time.

Considering that they usually don’t come on time, we’ll have to wait a little longer.

While he was surfing the web on his smartphone, he turned on the camera and started taking pictures of himself.

That time when I was playing with selfies while making a grim expression.

bread!

A horn blew from the side.

Fernando looks up in surprise and sees an electric car parked there.

What kind of electric car is this that doesn’t match?

As Fernando approached, grumbling inwardly, the window rolled down.

Although it was my first time seeing his face, I had a strong feeling that he was a regular member of the organization.

Swish.

When Fernando handed over the bribe he had brought from his bosom, the official member of the organization naturally accepted the money.

The ransom is the amount paid for the goods received last month, minus Fernando’s own share.

Now that you’ve paid the ransom, it’s time to receive the goods.

But I have no intention of giving anything away.

“Excuse me… Do you serve tequila?”

Tequila was a word used as a slang term for a drug, not an alcohol. Slang terms were changed from time to time within the organization, so they did not use words with great significance.

“Things have changed.”

“…yes?”

Instead of answering, the official took something out of his pocket.

It was a pill.

“Here, try it.”

…is this a new oral drug?

“I’m sorry, but I can’t do that.”

It meant that I didn’t do drugs.

Among drug dealers like himself, there were some who did drugs, but he was one of those who did not.

In El Dinero, as long as you have enough selling ability, they don’t interfere with it.

“This is something different. It’s just right for you.”

“What is this?”

“Hair loss medication.”

… … ? Did I hear that wrong?

“Oh, so this time it’s hair loss medication?”

I asked, feeling that he was speaking slang at that moment.

“No, this is a real hair loss medication. The kind that makes your hair grow.”

Is this guy joking? Is he making fun of himself for being bald?

It was an extremely serious expression to look at.

“Are you just giving it to me?”

“Yeah, this is just a giveaway.”

A regular member of the organization spoke, holding a pill in his hand.

“Haha, thank you. Thanks to you, my hair will grow a bit.”

Fernando said, trying to agree with this unfunny joke, and then put the medicine he handed him in his mouth.

“How is it? Do you feel like your hair is growing?”

“Yes, it seems like that. Then please show me the items that have changed.”

Fernando said with a comical expression, his eyes furrowed and the corners of his mouth forcibly pulled up.

“What you ate is something new.”

“This is something different.”

“I meant it wasn’t drugs. It’s true that it’s a changed item.”

Of course, I understood it that way at first.

But it was so absurd that I just interpreted it in a different way.

“Hot, that’s a pretty funny joke.”

“I’m sorry, but I’m not joking. You’re not going to be dealing drugs in this neighborhood anymore. Unless you move to a completely different area.”

At that moment, Fernando became serious.

Even the regular members of the organization stared at his expression without taking their eyes off him.

“…Please give it to me first.”

Fernando declared his surrender. He could not dare to rebel against the regular members of the organization.

“ruler.”

A regular member of the organization handed me the envelope that was next to him. The envelope was much larger than the one he had been receiving the drugs in.

How on earth am I supposed to hide this? No, it’s not drugs, so there’s no need to hide it, right?

“How do I get paid for this?”

“The price is the same. Instead, I’ve tied it up for a month’s supply, so you can sell that amount, and from now on, I’ll increase your share by 5%. Since it’s your first time, you’ll also be exempt from this month’s installment payment.”

“… … .”

It was a similar situation to when I was supplying new drugs. I don’t know if I should be thankful for this.

After saying everything they had to say, the official members of the organization started the vehicle.

Fernando was just standing there.

Late the next morning.

It was almost lunchtime when Fernando opened his eyes.

How could I sleep well when I don’t know what my future source of income will be?

I couldn’t figure out what the hell was going on. There was definitely something wrong with the organization.

Suddenly, you’re selling hair loss medication instead of drugs… Are you in your right mind?

“Ugh.”

Fernando, who got out of bed with difficulty, did his usual stretching.

Then, as always, he goes to the bathroom.

Kirik. Swaaaah.

Brush your teeth and wash your face with running water.

While washing your face, also wash your hair… .

Ouch!

Fernando, who was stroking her hair for a moment, was startled.

What the heck?! What was that noise just now?

I shake my head again in disbelief.

I feel it.

That rough feeling you get when the ends of your hair scratch your palm.

I looked in the mirror in disbelief.

there is.

I have hair. And a lot of it.

The scalp was covered with black dots, as if it had been tattooed.

“… This can’t be happening.”

My head is coming back… .

Fernando couldn’t come out of the bathroom for a long time because he was looking in the mirror.

I don’t think I’ll ever be told again that I resemble Jason Statham.

* * *

korea.

Kang Bae-deok was heading to the company after finishing his external work.

He didn’t seem to have had a good experience recently.

Wherever you go, you see that android. Even when you go to a cafe, there’s always a female android working there.

Recently, the Android Identification Tag Mandatory Law was enacted, requiring Androids to have identification tags attached to them to identify them.

It’s okay to look at it because it’s pretty, but every time I look at it, I think of that guy Cheon Jeong-woo and my cheeks hurt.

I should have strongly suggested this to the chairman before and done something about it… .

Slurp.

Feeling a little gloomy, Kang Bae-deok drank the iced coffee he bought at the cafe.

“Still, I’m glad that these plastic straws are back.”

Kang Bae-deok said while looking at the straw.

I don’t know why, but I hear that environmental regulations on plastics have been relaxed again recently.

However, it seemed like they were trying to be more thorough in separating plastic waste.

Anyway, Android is Android, but I didn’t feel bad simply because of that.

The thing I was most worried about was the battery.

There was a widespread belief that Daehyun’s new vehicle would fail because its battery and fuel efficiency were only 30% lower than those of other companies.

Even though Daehyun R&S, which he runs, doesn’t sell cars, if Daehyun vehicles don’t sell well, it will be affected here.

Cheon Jeong-woo… No matter how much he flies and crawls, Daehyun is a major company that moves the Republic of Korea. I had no choice but to believe that the chairman would take care of it sooner or later.

As soon as Kang Bae-deok entered the company, the employees rushed over.

“president!”

“What’s all the fuss about?”

Kang Bae-deok frowned at the sight of someone making people anxious for no reason and asked.

“Boss… I think you should take a look at this.”

“What is it?”

What the employee showed me was an article from the Gyeongseong Daily.

-[Exclusive] Daehyun R&S embezzlement worth hundreds of billions of won. Conscientious whistleblowing by a partner company.

Kyungsung Ilbo has exclusively obtained information that the CEO of Daehyun R&S has embezzled hundreds of billions of won and that this continues to this day.

According to an employee of a partner company, the president of Daehyun R&S was embezzling performance bonuses that should have been paid to the partner company by receiving a portion of the money back in the process of paying it in cash.

As of now, the scale is expected to reach hundreds of billions… .

“This… this guy…”

What kind of guy is this? What kind of guy is going around saying this?

As mentioned in the article, Daehyun R&S pays out a portion of its operating profit as performance bonus.

It is very rare in the industry to pay performance bonuses to partners, and there is no place that does it so regularly.

In other words, it can be seen as something to be thankful for just by giving, and there is a reason for this.

Getting some of that bonus back in cash.

The subcontractor has to handle the tax processing of that money, but it is still money left over for the subcontractor. So, it is also a profit for them.

All of the cash returned in this way goes into Chairman Jang’s slush fund.

The reason for this is because the shares of Daehyun R&S are in the names of Kang Bae-deok and Daehyun Automobile.

So, Chairman Jang cannot receive dividends in his personal name.

Of course, Kang Bae-deok takes care of the entire process of moving the cash.

The structure is such that from the outside, it can only be seen that Kang Bae-deok ate Holladang.

“What the hell… What the hell are you complaining about that makes you do something like this?”

Only the presidents of the partner companies know that they will be refunded in cash. The article says that he is an employee, but it must be one of the presidents.

It’s obviously a good thing for both of them, but who could it be? It must be someone who has malicious intentions toward me.

Is that Mr. Park? Or Mr. Cho?

“A guy who does car maintenance can beat Daehyun and Cheok in Korea? Just find out who he is and see.”

Kang Bae-deok thought that he should first inform the chairman.