I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family

I spent the past three days in absolute chaos.

I was already a busy person, but I usually had moments here and there to breathe, and if I really made up my mind, I could even take a decent break. But this time, that wasn’t possible.

Work. Only work.

Even cutting down on sleep and sex, I had to fully dedicate myself just to barely meet the deadlines, and even then, I sometimes ran over.

The scope of my businesses was rapidly expanding, and with the Incheon political scene essentially vacant, I was being bombarded with contacts nonstop. That made it even worse.

“That should be enough.”

“From event prep to execution and post-cleanup, I think about three weeks should do it.”

“To be safe, let’s allow for extra time.”

“Got it.”

“It’s fine if you go over schedule, so don’t feel pressured.”

“I don’t have any immediate plans to use it anyway.”

“Okay.”