I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family

While Seo Hyun-joo was parking, I held a meeting with the executives of Shin Mirae Ilbo. It was more about me laying out my intentions than an actual discussion.

"Those of you who know, understand that I've been working closely with Ms. Hyun-joo for quite some time. I've supported her in the Social Affairs Department and shared her vision. I appreciate that, and you should know nothing significant will change going forward. My secretaries will soon provide you with the press guidelines, and you'll follow them exactly."

It was utterly unilateral. No one dared to voice their opinion. Given that we were mostly strangers and considering my notorious reputation—after all, I was the lunatic who assaulted a district mayor on live TV—nobody wanted to challenge me.

"Any questions?"

Silence.

No one spoke. They just glanced at each other, rolling their eyes around.

Honestly, it's disappointing. You'd expect more backbone from journalists. The meeting was too smooth, lacking any real substance.

'Yoon Ha-young had courage, a real courage.'

Yoon Ha-young, who once stood up to me due to youthful bravado, was now just another one of my reporters, though she used to be a journalist worthy of my attention. Despite her somewhat problematic and inconvenient principles, she was a true journalist.

With that memory in mind, I couldn't help but look down on the people before me. If only they were attractive women, it might have been slightly more tolerable.

'This won't do. I'll have to start replacing them gradually.'

Loyalty isn't everything. It's expected, and they need to be useful to me in some way.