The fact that I went from 7% to 1% was honestly kind of a shock—but even that 1% alone is worth an obscene amount.
As of last year, the total GDP of Asia was estimated at roughly 80 quintillion won, and Prestige is the core holding company of the Koryo Group, which more or less dominates Asia.
Not to say the Koryo Group directly controls all of Asia’s economy, but even if we ballpark it at a direct influence of 30 to 40%, that’s still 24 to 32 quintillion won—and 1% of Prestige ans I now have a say in economic activity worth 2.4 to 3.2 quadrillion won annually.
And that’s just direct influence. Its indirect reach spans the entire Asian economy.
Realistically, that probably cos out to 6–7 quadrillion won of effective weight.
Of course, that doesn’t an it all turns into cash.
Since Prestige is 100% family-owned, dividend payouts aren’t just aningless in accounting terms—they’re a straight-up loss. No matter how powerful Koryo Group is, there’s no real way to reduce tax obligations to zero unless under exceptional circumstances. That ans you’re gonna get taxed no matter what.
For reference, the current top marginal inco tax rate is 55%.
Which ans the mont you take dividends, over half of it just evaporates.
So—we don’t do dividends.
If soone needs money, instead of dividends, they just use their shares as collateral and take out a loan.
That way, they don’t pay inco tax. Loans don’t count as inco.
And here’s the kicker: that loan will still co from a bank under Koryo Financial Holdings.
So it’s technically a loan, but functionally, it’s pulling internal group capital with zero inco tax.
And that’s just one of many ways money gets funneled out.
Nobody in this family plays it “by the book” when it cos to withdrawing cash.
Anyway, the point is—1% might look small, but it’s colossal in value.
Sure, missing out on 7% stings. But I’ll live.
Because honestly, even with 1%, I’ve still got Go Min-young, Go Hayoung, Go Minji, and Go Seonyul’s pussies.
Add up their shares and that’s 8% total.
Which ans, realistically, I own 9% of Prestige through pussy.
If I can get Go Seona and Go Hayan too, that becos 13%.
‘...’
Anyway, yeah.
My actual share is 13%.
“It’ll take a good while just to digest that much,” Grandpa said.
“Thank you, Grandpa.”
“You know what money is?” he asked.
“Money... is money?”
Tsk tsk, he clicked his tongue.
“Money is a body.”
“...!”
“Just like your arm or your leg—it’s a part of you. If you can’t use it, you’re as good as dead. And to use it right, you’ve got to study it. Train. Sa way a baby stumbles around before it learns to walk, money needs trial and error before you can stand on your own two feet.”
“I’ll keep that in mind.”
Grandpa launched into a whole lecture.
Dropping life wisdom, basic principles, family secrets—the whole works. It went on and on.
Honestly, it was a little boring. But every word of it was at and bone to . Especially after receiving Prestige shares—I could listen to him all day.
“But there’s one thing I really can’t understand,” he said at one point.
He seed to have cooled down by then. His expression had settled, and even his dialect was fading. His tone now sat sowhere between standard speech and his regional tongue—a weird middle zone, but this was when Grandpa was at his most reasonable.
My tension eased a bit.
“How the hell did you make that thing?” he asked.
“Ah...”
“No matter how I think about it, I just don’t get it.”
“Well—”
“How’d you even do it? It wasn’t sothing you discovered—it was invented. What path led you there? I still don’t get it.”
Can’t bla him.
If he did understand, that’d be the weird part.
“Honestly... I don’t really get it either.”
“...What?”
“I don’t understand it myself.”
“What do you an?”
“It was basically a fluke. You know I’ve worked a lot in chemistry. I just... mixed so stuff together, ran experints...”
“...”
“...”
“...”
“...”
“You said the materials were like lead, sulfur, copper, right? What kind of accident makes you mix that? You weren’t trying to eat it, were you?”
“...”
“...”
“...”
“...”
Ah.
What do I even say to that?
“I... I was going to try eating it.”
“You were gonna eat it?”
“Y-yes...”
“...”
Grandpa gave an incredulous snort.
“Junkies really... their brains aren’t right. I can’t even understand what I was thinking back then.”
“Unbelievable... But if you say so, I’ll take your word for it.”
“....”
He seed to accept it—then tilted his head again.
“You sure you didn’t just steal soone else’s work? I seriously can’t believe you did it.”
“I swear, I made it myself.”
“Ssshh...”
He kept tilting his head like he just couldn’t buy it.
Honestly, I get it.
Even Go Min-young, who’s totally smitten with , didn’t believe it at first. For all I know, she still might think I jacked soone else’s research.
“If you had eaten that shit, you’d be dead, dumbass.”
“Yeah, probably.”
Tsk tsk.
“That’s why I always told you to stay away from drugs. Not just drugs—anything that sses with your head. That includes pussy. For a man, pussy’s a drug. You understand?”
I an... that’s...
“I’ll... try to keep that in mind.”
“That didn’t sound sincere at all.”
“....”
Well, I an...
Sex is kind of the point of my life.
“You’re building a prison for won, founding so weird-ass association, even starting a damn party—all for won. Just how many bitches are you planning to collect, huh? Tsk tsk tsk.”
“....”
Co on, Grandpa.
You had your fun when you were younger, too.
Hence all those illegitimate lines.
“Well, whatever. So, what are you gonna do now?”
“What do you an?”
“I an, you made that thing. What are you going to do with it? You just going to sell raw samples to Min-young?”
“I don’t have the expertise to figure out the applications myself yet... I was planning to watch how Aunt Min-young uses it first. I’m thinking of visiting Dalian next week.”
“Well, yeah, Min-young’s probably the one who’ll use it the most. Fine. You’re still young. Go take a look around and learn a thing or two.”
“Yes. But don’t you want to use it too, Grandpa?”
“? I’m a Go player now. What the hell do I need it for?”
“....”
That answer caught completely off guard.
“You’re the Chairman of the whole group...”
“I’m old. Gotta take a break at so point. What, you think I’m gonna keep working till I drop? I’ve already handed most things over to the Vice Chairs.”
“....”
“Ungrateful bastards. Anyone else would’ve started clawing for control, fighting over who gets to be Chairman. But not these guys. They’re just scheming how to do less work while still collecting fat checks. How long do they expect this old man to keep grinding?”
“You’re still young, Grandpa. You look like you’re in your 30s. You could easily keep going for another 70 years.”
“Don’t you dare say such horrific things!! I’m going to beco this country’s national Go champion!”
“....”
“In my heart, I want to throw it all away and focus on Go. But I’ve got too many irons in the fire to walk away now.”
He really...
Never changes.
“Muyeol, you too. You need to start getting experience and working the real stuff. You can’t be playing around forever.”
“I’m not playing, sir. But I’ll do my best.”
“Good. And this ti, you’re coming to Victory Day, right?”
“Oh, absolutely, Grandpa. I’m not the sa guy I was last year.”
Even thinking about it makes break into a cold sweat.
The previous owner of my body skipped Koryo Group’s biggest holiday because he was screwing around with prostitutes...
What the hell was he thinking...
“Well, that’s good to hear. This ti, we’ve got so guests flying in from overseas.”
“Foreigners? From Europe?”
“No. Arica.”
“?”
The chief secretary handed over a new file.
I took it without thinking—and inside was a list of won. Profiles. Even photos.
Western won, all of them glamorous.
“You’ve got a marriage prospect.”
“...Excuse ??”
“You’re off drugs, working properly, and sure, you’re a bit too into won, but that’s not a deal-breaker. I guess soone decided it’s about ti we look into so alliances.”
“Wait... marriage? We’re seriously talking marriage?”
“What’s the problem? It’s not like you’re being sold off as a son-in-law.”
I an... there is a problem, no?
This feels like sothing that’s going to stir up a lot of heat from the Go aunts.
“I’m not saying we’ll accept anything right away. They’re just coming as guests. We’ll et them and see. Looks like there’s all kinds. Only about three are really worth looking at.”
Currently, Arica’s divided into three factions.
Not quite as bad as Europe, but still a volatile ss.
‘Three important ones... and three Aricas...’
It probably ans one woman from each of the three major Arican power blocs.
Still—why now? Why all three at once?
Even for Victory Day, this seems like a coordinated effort.
Maybe there’s sothing going on over there.
So urgent reason to draw Koryo Group in...
‘...Could it be war?’
“Grandpa.”
“Yeah? Got a question?”
“Are they... are they virgins?”
“...What?”
“Ah, wait—I didn’t an to say it like that!”
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