"SUHO!! They never called me "
As Suho was about to exit the admin room, hiding the pendrive in his pocket, he saw an angry person rushing toward him. It was Yejun, he was taking big breaths and looked extremely tired.
"Who told you they called you? I said they were talking about you, alright? I have a shooting to attend and cold food to eat."
Saying this, Suho didn’t wait for the lazy admin to catch up with him, using his long leg, he just straight up left the corridor, and his eyes sparkled when he saw the orphanage bully, smoker friend of the admin, Kim Sungjun, twenty-two years old, still living in an orphanage, and stealing food that was supposed to be for the children.
"Sungjun hyung, Yejun-nim was looking for you and sent me here." (Hyung = Older Brother, Nim = Mr.)
"Oh? It’s you nanny, What does he want? I don’t have any cigarettes."
A deep, lazy voice walked past by Suho, like he didn’t care about whatever Yejun had said. Suho, seeing this attitude, was a little shocked, but he was prepared.
"N...NO, it’s not that. You’re our eldest brother here, so you’ve got to represent us. He sent this pendrive and a hundred thousand ₩. He wants you to go up on the podium and plug this, then buy the cigarettes or whatever."
"He sent what?! A hundred thousand? But we don’t do weed on Monday...whatever, hehe, give me the money."
As the pimple faced Sungjun gleefully took the money and the pendrive, Suho looked at the surveillance camera and smiled. He knows this camera doesn’t work so, his plan was almost perfect. Even if it isn’t, this is the best he can do.
"Also, he asked you to first grab the attention of the live TV channels, then say it’s a tribute from us to the Korean people for helping us through the fire incident. Introduce yourself with your name, and then just plug it in, he will handle the rest."
"I know, Nerd, get lost, eh? No, no, go sit at the back and watch me perform."
"Of course, Hyung."
Suho bowed a little, then followed the eager Sungjun a step behind like a little lackey. They entered the gathering room where many reporters were working tirelessly while little children looked sleepy and hungry.
"Director Seyeon has ordered him to go up, he’s representing the orphanage."
As Sungjun was about to go up the podium, he was halted by a black clothed security guard. Suho chimed in the answer before the guard could ask any question. Hearing Seyeon’s name, the security guard immediately nodded and gave a way out. There was so much chaos in the dining hall that verifying information was tough and what can an orphan do anyway?
Sungjun narrowed his eyes, he didn’t understand what the fuck happened, but Suho solved his problem, which made him happy. He looked back at Suho and nodded his head, as if he were ready to give Suho a position in his gang.
"I’ll go back and watch you perform, Hyung."
Suho, saying this, gestured to the TV reporters who were already live and reporting. Sungjun nodded his head frantically while Suho turned his body and walked to the seat he was assigned to.
"Ladies and gentlleemen...Ahem! Gentleman, I am Kim Sungjun, the eldest beneficiary of this orphanage, and we’ve prepared a tribute for the whole nation and especially the Prince Group Chairman, Mr. Lee Hajoon. We wholeheartedly wanted to say thank you from the bottom of our hearts.
Damn! He can perform. Mina would’ve loved to see this, but she’d rather not. Who told him to take the chairman’s name? What the fuck!
All the live reporters immediately pointed their cameras at Sungjun, the event was dragging late, and when someone representing the orphanage came out, they understood it had finally begun.
"Start eating."
The caregivers who were ordered to feed the children once the camera started rolling immediately gestured the kids to eat, while Suho could only sit back and watch the show, there was nothing more he could do about it.
"Let me play this tribute video first."
Seeing he was given so much importance, Sungjun smiled confidently, then showed the silver pendrive he was given and walked up to the laptop, which was connected to the huge projector screen and loud sound boxes.
[Prime Minister Son? He’s a bitch. Do you know I had to personally amputate his secretary’s both legs? He sits on the Chunsuk traffic signal, begs, hehe.]
[I created the fear, so he can rule]
"What?!!"
"This is Director Seyeon, right? He’s talking with Hong Group’s vice chairman, right?
"Yes! Hong Kijun, a direct competitor of the Prince Group, no wonder..."
Sungjun, seeing two unknown dudes talking about cutting legs, was shocked, he doesn’t know who they were. He just understood the news reporter seemed to be restless, and whole room began to move, so he nodded his head and pointed at the screen proudly.
This fool...
Suho just shook his head and calmly ate the cold rice he was given, it didn’t bother him in the slightest. Cold rice is what he grew up with, and cold rice and cold nights in the winter can be considered two of his best friends.
But to think, this pendrive would play what I needed the most. If it played something against the Prince group chairman, I couldn’t avoid its wrath, because they are already here, but Hong Group will have to pass the Prince group to come here and take care of the information. I don’t think Prince Group would let them do that.
As the number one conglomerate in the whole nation, the Prince Group was not to be trifled with, but it doesn’t mean Suho wasn’t scared of retaliation, he poked a bee hive after all.
As long as I can keep her safe.
[The IMF crisis was the best, ahahaha. You siphoned almost ten million dollars, right? Ahaha, I helped the young Hong Kijun do about twenty million.]
"T...That’s the current president, Hoon? Mr. Seyeon is talking to? He looks young, but it’s definitely him."
"Yes, this footage looks old, maybe taken at the time of the IMF crisis, he was a Union minister back then."
"No wonder, they say this government doesn’t suit the Prince Group."
"Where do these videos come from?"
[That bastard Lee Hajoon, I’ll fuck his mother... How dare he say the public wants this and that...Does the public matter?...]
Suho noticed the last video seemed to be deliberately cut off where it would even blemish Chairman Hajoon of the Prince Group. Seyeon, in this scene, was talking with the most famous criminal in Korea, currently dead by hanging, who spat when the name Lee Hajoon was mentioned.
"Holy, fuck!!"
"This...even if government pressures us, this can’t be hidden, so let’s do full blast. I have seen these clips going viral on TikTok."
If Seyeon was a retired player, it automatically means there were new and better players who had succeeded in this game, Liam Carter was such a person, came from America a few years back and was already on stage when he saw media personnel cowering. He gestured the reporters to go on full blast.
"Mr. Liam is correct, it can’t be hidden."
"Report, we must report."
...
*WUUUWEEE-WUUUWEEEE*
Police sirens, followed by hundreds of car honks, could be heard outside the little orphanage. Suho, who had almost finished his meal, decided to check on Mina, in this chaos, he was really concerned about Mina.
"Who’s this bastard? Get him down from the stage."
"No one touches an innocent civilian on the stage."
Several police officers rushed in, and seeing Sungjun on stage, they wanted to make him disappear. While tens of Black-suited personnel entered the gathering room, the leader of them wore a Prince Group insignia on his chest and defended Sungjun.
"The West Prosecutor’s office is here!! This is getting messy." (Prosecutor: In South Korea, these officials function as the primary investigators who command the police and directly manage criminal cases.)
"The chief prosecutor came personally."
Suho stood up and drank the water, he was a little proud. This lively atmosphere was created by him after all. As he was about to go inside using the back door, his footsteps halted.
[Updated]
[New Main Mission: Help out the other kids evacuate.]