Chapter 100 - Spider Hunting, Part V
12 Hours After
Translator: Khan
Editor: Aelryinth
I was rather surprised to see the title of the article. I already knew what was going on in the article. I was probably the first to know that there was corruption involved in the selection process. What was surprising was that Mayor Joo Sung-won, the chief of the Seoul administration, revealed the corruption in person.
âWell... itâ wasnât an easy decision to make.â
I was going to click on the article to see more. âNo, this isnât the time.â First, I turned to HTS. Bisang Construction was at the lower limit price in a few seconds. On the other hand, Jinyang Development was hanging around at +14%, the lower limit price was lifted. If Bisang Construction failed to be selected as a business operator, the likely company would be Jinyang Development. It was a simple calculation, but the market participants didnât know it, or they didnât have money even though they knew it.
âI have the money.â I immediately started buying up Jinyang Development. I didnât have to look at the stock window of the asking price of the market.
â$1,000,000.â
â$2,000,000.â
â$1,500,000.â
â$3,000,000.â
I just shot the money in. The stock price went up and turned around thirty seconds after I had started placing the buy orders. Ants were creeping in. I put a buy order of twelve million dollars at the upper limit price. It was the end of Jinyang Developmentâs price fluctuation. Opportunities wouldnât go round for those who had heard the news belatedly. There was no one to fight against my twelve million dollars in the first place. With this move, I picked up all the money off the street.
I turned my eyes again, with the article I had seen earlier. âWhat the hell happened?â I wondered how it was different from the future article I had seen. The future news I had seen a month ago was this.
[They issued an arrest warrant for Jung Gi-woong, president of Bisang Construction. Is the Old City Regeneration Project disrupted?]
I searched for âJung Gi-woongâ by People Search, and in the news of 12 Months After, an article came out. I didnât know how he got through the competition, but the article said that in January next year, Jung Gi-woong, president of Bisang Construction, bribed Seoul government officials and won the Old City Regeneration Project. It was a typical corruption case in civil engineering, and only the CEO would be arrested, without business interruption.
With this article, it seemed that the forces who entered Bisang Construction would have made money, according to their own scenario. It would have been almost a year since the corruption would be uncovered, but it would take only a month until they disposed of shares at the abnormally-high price. That was why I decided to shorten the period of nine months to expose them.
I scraped the article, memorized it, discarded it, and reconstructed it, like a new article. Then, if I sent the data with a âQâ sign, it was ready to spread to every city government official. I was an anonymous contributor, but I had exposed who had been involved in the corruption scandal, and how the officials received money, and how much they received in detail. The Seoul Metropolitan Government had investigated because the contents were so detailed.
And if they investigated this case on the basis of the submission, they could not deny the question, âDid you ever receive gold bars worth three hundred thousand dollars as a bribe from Jung Gi-woong at the Carlton Hotel in Yeouido around December nineteenth of last year?â
There was no denying it, so this was the result.
[Joo Sung-won, Mayor of Seoul, disclosed the corruption involved in the Old City Regeneration Project business operator selection process.]
What surprised me here was that Mayor Joo Sung-won himself became the main disclosure. He admitted a case where his own men committed corruption. If it turned out poorly, he was bound to be damaged.
I read the article, just picking the important stuff.
[Today I found out that there was corruption in the selection process, and I confirmed who was involved and contacted the media right away... I wasnât directly involved in the bidding process, but I also felt responsible andâ¦]
According to the article, he chose to make himself clear, even if he was damaged by the fallout. I thought he did a good job. If he came straight out with this, people who doubted him, asking, âThe mayor is the top official, and is he also someone who took the money?â, would hesitate.
Since the disclosure came out three days after the business operator had been selected, there had not been a significant tax leak. Maybe this would be a blessing, just like the last fake Me Too case. âThe publicâs assessment of a politicianâs story is not always as close as 1+1=2, or A, B, C, and D.â
I looked at it and thought, âHe is a man with good political sense. Maybe heâll really be the next president.â I thought I was getting more connected to this guy.
Then, I got a call from Vice President Jang. âBoss.â
âYes.â
âIâve got the team running the short stock sale in a hurry... but they couldnât sell. It went straight down to the lower limit price too fast.â
I said as if I was sorry, âWell, we canât help it, but itâs okay. Donât we still have our shares to sell anyway?â
âYes, we have.â
We were still in possession of the shares we had sold off with a short stock sale since the greedy wouldnât sell at the double price. But now they were all too impatient to sell it.
âThis will hit the lower limit price twice from now on... No... if the results of the police investigation show up wrong... maybe itâs a delisting issue.â
âYes.â
Bisang Construction was to be pressed down, and Jinyang Development was to be raised. Now, the forces that stuck to Bisang Construction were going to suffer from the situation we had experienced before. The shares of Bisang Construction they had bought a lot were heavily piled up at the lower limit price and they could not sell them, while Jinyang Development, which they had happily put a short stock sale on, was at the upper limit price, and they could not buy it back. Their speed on the road to Hell was doubled.
I made it clear to Vice President Jang. âPour in all the remaining shares for a short stock sale. Do you understand?â
Now it was like the lion biting the gazelleâs throat. Jang would pile up sales on the asking price so that the stock price of Bisang Construction would never rise. He would do it until the operational forces were completely out of breath.
Vice President Jang, who had been depressed only a few days ago, spoke in a lively voice, âYes, sir! Iâll do as you order!â
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After I finished talking to Vice President Jang, I thought of a few faces for a moment: Master T. Tak Joon-gi, Newsmaker Kang Joo-hyuk, Kaiji Lee Won-jae, and his brother, who looked similar to Lee Won-jae.
By now, their faces were probably as red as the stock window of Bisang Construction.
âYou will have to vomit up all the money you have earned from sending others to Hell so far... You not only have to vomit everything youâve eaten, but youâll also have to squeeze out the gastric juice, too. Not only me, but other institutional investors and foreigners are anxious to complete a short stock sale.â
I picked up my cell phone. If I could, Iâd like to call and tease them. âHa-ha. Whoâs the loser now?â
Well, come to think of it, there was no reason I couldnât call. Kang Joo-hyuk and I werenât enemies on the surface. We were rather close friends, an informant and an investor. Even his advice was correct, âI think you should invest in Jinyang Development.â
âWell, then, letâs get on the phone.â I picked up my cell phone and pressed the call button to him. It was not out of line to thank him. Recalling the conversation he and I had, of course, I should thank him. There was a crisis, but I hit a grand slam to turn the tables around.
Tiriri... Tiriri... Tiriri... Tiriri... The call tone kept going on around twenty seconds.
âIs he not answering the phone on purpose?â
I didnât know why he did not answer the phone, but I was sure there would be a big fuss going on over there. I stopped calling his phone, just leaving a text message.
â Have you seen the news today, reporter Kang? Iâm very lucky. I thought Iâd lose a lot of money three days ago, but on the contrary, itâs a big profit. Please call me sometime. Iâll buy you a good meal.-n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
I texted him like that, but after sending him the text, I suddenly thought, âNo, by the way... if I buy a meal, can he even eat it? Because of this incident, reporter Kang Joo-hyuk may lose not only money but other things.â
As far as Iâd been dealing with Bisang Construction, I felt the operational forces had put in at least thirty million dollars here. Considering their short stock sale of Jinyang Development, it seemed that they were running around with about fifty million in capital. At this rate, they wouldnât get half of half of their money. The money might be from Tak Joon-gi or the equivalent of a big hand in the shadows.
âThey must be going insane after losing thirty or forty million dollars, because until just now, they thought they would make that much money. After they lost the money, the shock will be added. If someone has to take responsibility for the swing of sixty to eighty million dollars, maybe the arrow will go to the man who made the news.
âWhere did this information leak out? How did you handle it? Did you bet on the other hand? Did you want my money?â That might be the case.
âWell, if that happens⦠These are people who think human lives are worthless. He may be buried in one of the nationâs numerous mountains where no one knows, or he may have a swift suicide caused by the stock investment failure, and hang himself. Of course, someone else will stand by with a knife in the process. But what can he do? He gets what he deserves.
âBecause of his manipulation, others have already hanged themselves. There is Lee Kang-san of the president of Go-young Food, Lee Ah-youngâs father. In addition, how many people across the country will die after their stock investments fail?â When I thought of that, I didnât feel sorry for him. It was only natural for a devil to go to hell.
But then, my cell phone rang. It was none other than Kang Joo-hyuk.
âDid he see my text now?â I wondered while I was lowering my cell phone for a moment. I didnât know what to say at first.
Saying, âPoor reporter Kangâ, would be overly chatty. Or, saying, âThank you, Mr. Kangâ, I could get right to the point.
I pressed the call button and held it to my ear. But, unexpectedly, an urgent voice came out of him, âCEO Han, please spare me.â
âWhat is it in such a hurry?â I could roughly guess, but I pretended not to know, âWhatâs wrong with you, Mr. Kang?â
He spoke in an unbecoming rambling way. âNo, this announcement...â
âYou mean the corruption of the business operator?â
âYes. Isnât that what you... planned?â
âWhat?â
He used his power of reasoning as a Newsmaker. âNo... you put a short stock sale on Bisang Construction... After all, youâre the winner.â
But there was no evidence. âNo, I just... I heard what you said, and I thought Jinyang Development has a high possibility and I did it...â
He took a breath for a moment, then told me, âAre you serious? You prepared a short stock sale of nearly twenty million dollars just after listening to me?â
I answered calmly, âYes, I thought Jinyang Development was a strong candidate. I just found out that there was corruption in Bisang Construction. As you know, the only companies we have are a game company, an entertainment company, and a private broadcasting station.â
He clicked his teeth and replied, âAh⦠yes, I see. I seeâ¦â He seemed to be frightened.
âAt least... now that itâs gone wrong... he knows a problem is coming.â I thought at this time, âIf this guyâs dead, is that an ending? Thatâs a little bad ending. The main body of this case is in a deeper side: Daewon Daily News and Suyeon Group.â
I pressed the recording button on my cell phone and said to him, âWell, whatâs wrong? Please be honest with me, Mr. Kang.â