"Cooperative sectors are needed for the raise in development of the nation. You don't need to worry about money, My company can sponsor it," Taehyung unveiled his grand plan for industrializing the cooperative sectors, Jungkook listened intently, his brow furrowing in concern.
Jungkook leaned back in his seat, his eyes fixed on Taehyung "And what is the business are you planning to do here?" he asked, his tone cautious.
Taehyung's response was casual yet ambitious: "Pesticides. The profit is heavy if I manufacture this here and sell it overseas." Instantly, Jungkook's frown deepened, and he intertwined his fingers, a clear sign of his growing unease.
"Isn't that chemicals?" he countered, his voice laced with apprehension.
"There would be a hell of wastages releasing from it and harmful gases. The village is near your land; the government won't allow it." With a decisive gesture, he rejected the idea, closing the document and sliding it back across the table to Taehyung's side, signaling the end of the discussion.
Taehyung's expression darkened as he faced rejection from Jungkook.
"How about we share the profit. You get ten percent of the profit," he proposed, attempting to sweeten the deal and entice Jungkook to reconsider. However, Jungkook's smirk widened as he leaned forward, resting his arms on the desk.
"Fifty percent, and consider the deal done," he countered confidently, causing Taehyung to clench his fists in frustration. With a heavy heart, Taehyung reluctantly agreed, bitterness evident on his face. He knew he couldn't afford to refuse Jungkook's terms, given the potential for significant profits from the business, despite the initial investments required.
After thoroughly examining the document, Jungkook raised a crucial concern
"You don't have any emergency safety precautions?"
"Yes, the cost for that is extremely high, and I can't afford to waste my money on those petty workers. If I lose them, I can afford another set of them, so all you have to do is get the government approval to illegalize pre-request formalities and get the attestation," he explained callously, his response was blunt and alarming, revealing his disregard for worker safety.
Jungkook paused for a moment, contemplating the implications of Taehyung's proposition. The offer of substantial financial gain weighed heavily on his mind, overshadowing any moral qualms he may have had.
"Consider it done," he finally conceded, nodding in agreement. Taehyung's smirk spoke volumes as he took a swig of his drink
"Oh yeah another one too. I want someone from your zone gone as soon as possible," Taehyung stated, his tone casual as if he were ordering a meal. Jungkook's irritation only grew as Taehyung continued to pile on demands.
"Don't worry I will pay you for this. I just want that man to be gone. He is a commander like you," Taehyung offered, attempting to sweeten the deal with instant money. Jungkook couldn't help but smile at the prospect of more financial gain.
"Killing a commander is very difficult but I can make them have a bad time as I hold the upper position now, who is it?" he inquired, his tone betraying a hint of anticipation.
Taehyung's response was swift and direct, "Park Jimin."
Jungkook's demeanor shifted instantly, his eyes darkening at the mention of Jimin's name.
As Taehyung astutely observed the transformation in Jungkook's demeanor, from cocky to dark, he instantly made a guess. "You have beef with him too?" he queried, picking up on the palpable tension surrounding Jimin's name.
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