EXCESSIVE | ᴋᴏᴏᴋᴠ

04

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Kim Taehyung was deep in thought when his assistant, Minho , knocked on the door and entered with a folder.

"Sir, we received news regarding the company here in Seoul. The owner is finally ready to sell," he announced, handing him the folder.

A slow, satisfied smile spread across Taehyung's face. "Excellent. I've been waiting for this."

Taehyung opened the folder and scanned through the documents, the details of the company's financial decline laid out before him. He had strategically driven the company to the brink of bankruptcy, ensuring that the owner had no choice but to sell. It was all part of his plan to eliminate competition and expand his empire. cruel? , he know he's.

"Prepare the acquisition documents. I want this deal closed by the end of the day," Taehyung ordered.

"Yes, sir. I'll get right on it," Minho replied, quickly leaving the room to carry out his instructions.

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Within hours, the deal was finalized. Taehyung now owned the company that had once posed a threat to his business. He wasted no time in asserting his control. A meeting was called with the company's management team, and Taehyung addressed them with his usual authoritative demeanor.

"As of today, this company is under my control," Taehyung began, his voice echoing in the large conference room. "I expect nothing less than excellence from every single one of you. However, I have identified several areas of inefficiency that need to be addressed immediately."

He glanced around the room, his sharp gaze making everyone uneasy. "Effective immediately, there will be significant changes. Those who do not meet the new standards will be terminated."

The managers exchanged nervous glances, but no one dared to speak. They all knew Taehyung's reputation and feared for their jobs.

After the meeting, Taehyung met with his legal team and public relations experts. He needed to ensure that the mass firings were portrayed as the decision of the previous owner, protecting his own image as a benevolent leader.

"We need to release a statement indicating that the layoffs were planned by the former owner due to financial difficulties," Taehyung instructed. "Make it clear that we are offering new opportunities and will be hiring for several key positions."

His PR manager nodded. "We'll draft the statement and release it to the press immediately."

The next day, the news broke that Taehyung's company had acquired the struggling firm in Seoul. The statement emphasized that the previous owner had planned the layoffs, and Taehyung was portrayed as the savior, offering new job opportunities. The media lapped it up, and Taehyung's image remained untarnished.

Taehyung decided to visit the newly acquired company personally. He stepped out of his sleek black car, wearing an impeccably tailored suit, his hands gloved as always, flanked by his bodyguards. The employees watched in awe and fear as he walked through the office.

"Prepare for the interviews," Taehyung ordered his assistant. "I want the best candidates for these positions."

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The interview day arrived, and Taehyung sat in the newly renovated conference room, ready to assess the potential employees.

"Why should I hire you?" he asked one candidate.

The young man nervously adjusted his tie. "I have the skills and experience required for the job, sir. I'm dedicated and willing to work hard."

Taehyung's expression remained impassive. "We shall see about that."

Another candidate entered, visibly trembling. "Good afternoon, sir."

Taehyung leaned back in his chair, observing the candidate's discomfort. "Tell me about a time you faced a significant challenge at work and how you overcame it."

The candidate stammered, "I... I once had to handle a major project alone when my team fell ill. I worked day and night to complete it on time."

Taehyung nodded, showing a rare flicker of approval. "Impressive. We'll be in touch."

Throughout the day, Taehyung interviewed dozens of candidates. By the end of the day, he had selected a handful of new employees but still he need more employees .

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Jungkook sat at his  kitchen table, sipping on a cup of instant coffee. The steam rising from the mug was the only warmth in the room.

Just as he was about to drown in his thoughts, his phone buzzed. It was Jimin . Jungkook picked up, and Jimin's cheerful voice immediately filled the air.

"Hey, Kook! How are you ?"

Jungkook managed a small smile. "I’m okay, Jimin.  What’s up?"

"I’ve got some news that might interest you," Jimin said, excitement evident in his tone. "Guess who just bought another company in Seoul?"

Jungkook raised an eyebrow. "Who?"

"Kim Taehyung," Jimin revealed. "He’s acquired one of the biggest companies in Seoul, and there are plenty of open positions. High-paying ones."

Jungkook’s heart sank a little. The name Kim Taehyung brought back memories of the club incident. He couldn’t forget the sight of the arrogant millionaire. "And how does this concern me?" he asked.

Jimin sighed, sensing his friend’s hesitation. "Look, I know you want to pursue a career in music. But think about it, Kook. Working at Kim Taehyung’s company, even for a while, could solve a lot of your problems. The pay is great, and it would take care of your financial issues."

Jungkook rubbed his temples, feeling the weight of the decision. "But my mom is in Busan. I can't just leave her."

"I understand," Jimin said gently. "But I’m here, remember? I can help take care of her. You need to think about your future too."

Jungkook remained silent, processing his friend’s words. The idea of working for Taehyung didn’t sit well with him, but the thought of a stable income was tempting.

"I’ll think about it," he finally said, his voice heavy with uncertainty.

"That's all I ask," Jimin replied. "Just consider it. You don't have to decide right away."

After hanging up, Jungkook sat in silence. The idea of moving to Seoul and working for someone he disliked was daunting. But the prospect of a steady job and the ability to pay his mother’s medical bills was a powerful motivator.

He spent the rest of the day mulling over the decision, his mind torn between his dreams and his responsibilities. That evening, he visited his mother in the hospital, sitting by her bedside as usual.

"Mom," he whispered, holding her hand. "I might have a chance to work in Seoul. It’s not what I wanted, but it could help us. Jimin said he would take care of you while I’m gone."

He looked at her peaceful face, hoping for some sign of approval, even though he knew it wouldn’t come. "I’m scared, Mom. I don’t know if I can do this. But I’ll do whatever it takes to make sure you’re okay."

As the night wore on, Jungkook made up his mind. He would give it a shot, for his mother’s sake. He would contact Jimin the next day and ask for more details about the job openings at Taehyung’s company. It wasn’t his dream, but it was a start.

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