I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family

The so-called "special something male officer" turned out to have the ridiculously long title of "Special Operations Participant Consultant of the Incheon Autonomous Police Headquarters." His name? Kwang Seok-jin.

How did I remember it?
I didn’t.
I only knew it because I had to be reintroduced.

I wasn’t particularly eager to have a conversation with another man, but I had business regarding some "items." And if I could arrange for everything to be handled exclusively by the Namdong District Police, that would be even better. That led to a three-way meeting between me, Kwang Seok-jin, and Do Yoon-jung.

I would’ve preferred to move this discussion somewhere more spacious, like the reconstruction site, but apparently, "security concerns" made that impossible.@@novelbin@@

Hah.
So I can be here, but security’s an issue?

Anyway, thanks to Kwang Seok-jin's strange stubbornness, I was stuck in this cramped, run-down container, forced to sit through a meeting.

The worst part?
Every time I said one thing, those two spat out ten.

"That would be quite difficult for me to approve," Kwang Seok-jin said. "If it’s about cooperation to wrap things up, that’s one thing, but allowing Namdong District to handle everything alone is not an option."
"Why not? The young master wants it that way, and this is Namdong. Shouldn’t Namdong District Police be handling Namdong’s affairs? I think it only makes sense."
"I was sent here to eliminate the subversives in Namdong Industrial Complex and oversee the cleanup and reconstruction. That is the mandate I received from headquarters."
"And that’s exactly why I’m saying it’s time to wrap things up. You played your part in clearing out the trash, racked up some achievements, assisted in the purging, and contributed to the reconstruction. That’s enough. You don’t need to be here anymore."

I smirked. "Seems like headquarters is really invested in this, huh? Even sent someone as important as Special Consultant Kwang Jin-seok."

"…Kwang Seok-jin," he corrected, his voice flat. "Regardless, my stance remains unchanged. My duty is to see this operation through to completion. My task is to normalize Namdong Industrial Complex."
"Ugh, this is getting exhausting. Are you seriously going to keep being this rigid?"
"I fail to understand why you’re so insistent on having Namdong handle everything alone. If swift reconstruction is your goal, wouldn’t more manpower be better? With headquarters' personnel working alongside Namdong’s, you’ll achieve results much faster, young master."

That’s not the fucking point, you moron.
And "swift reconstruction"? Please. I was the one funding the entire operation.

The police were only responsible for sweeping up remnants and running searches. But at this point, the pace of reconstruction had long surpassed the rate of their raids and searches, so it didn’t even matter if things slowed down.

Do Yoon-jung exhaled heavily and lowered her voice in a slightly menacing tone.

"Listen, Special Consultant Kwang Seok-jin."
"…."
"I’m telling you this for your own good—when the young master gives an order, you just follow it. Understood?"
"…."