Become Overpowered CEO of Hero Clan

Become Overpowered CEO of Hero Clan – 029

The Life of a Hero

In my mind, I repeated the thought, ‘But the client did pay me 500 million,’ and endured the Chairman’s chattering with one ear while letting the other ear let it flow away.

Han Hee-su, the third of the three sons and two daughters of the chairman of Seonhwa Group and the Chairman of S Department Store, especially talked a lot about the former Chairman.

It was a story about how that person had taken over their department store, but when things didn’t go well, shamelessly begged to return it.

This topic, compared to the mundane topics like beauty, stories of celebrities, and exposing the plastic surgery habits of heroes, was relatively more interesting to listen to.

‘Did such a history exist in this department store?’

S Department Store was initially operated as a subsidiary of Seonhwa Group but was acquired by a thriving retail company due to business difficulties ten years ago.

Later, when the economy recovered and department store sales surged, she aggressively pursued the immoral company that had taken over and attacked it through M&A to regain control. However, the process was not easy, and she went through hardships.

“People should know their own level. You should know your limits. Don’t you think so? Ho-ho, why be greedy and suffer consequences?”

Although the Chairman herself spoke in a tone that seemed to empathize with the injustice done to her, objectively interpreting her words indicated that it was a tragedy where a capable entrepreneur was suppressed by a large company.

‘This is ridiculous.’

Talking as if something was stolen and then regained. Even if she had told the story in a way that favored her position, I could imagine how desperate the former Chairman must have felt.

It wasn’t convincing.

‘Did I raise a fuss for nothing? Who cares if someone hears it from the outside.’

This was a story that wouldn’t benefit anyone if told to an outsider, but Chairman Han Hee-su seemed to have a strong desire for her abilities to be recognized.

‘Let’s draw the line.’

I decided that both she and Seonhwa Group might not be completely clean, so I decided to cancel my plan to build a close relationship with them.

As my mind wandered, my body followed suit. There was no reason to endure the Chairman’s chattering any longer. Normally, I would have reacted with a capitalistic response considering the money I received, but today my condition wasn’t that great.

Moreover, I had to listen to unproductive gossip for 20 minutes, so Isaac’s sensitive body immediately demanded that I leave without making a sound.

“You talk a lot.”

“Ah… haha, did I? Did I really do that?”

“The event will start soon, so I will take my seat. Everyone, please stand.”

The team members seemed bewildered by my authoritative attitude. Seo Eun-ha, who was good at managing situations, slightly saved face for the disgraced Chairman, saying, ‘Our leader seems to be in a bad mood today….’ in a tone that softened the blow.

Even though my authoritative attitude was awkward, it wasn’t always as I pleased.

[Feeling tired from chatting with a gossipmonger.]

[My stomach is starting to hurt.]

Grrrr……….

Sip.

Competing with the third daughter of a conglomerate family in managing a clan wouldn’t be helpful at all, but even though I knew that in my head, I couldn’t help but feel annoyed.

Isaac’s body was becoming more and more sensitive as the days went by.

‘Let’s take it beforehand.’

I quickly touched the prescribed medicine at the top of the inventory and pressed the ‘Use’ button. This way, I could consume it immediately without going through cumbersome actions. It was the convenience of the system.

[Your stomach will be calm for a while.]

‘If it gets worse, I might have to owe a favor to Eun-ha.’

Behind the gossipmonger with a ruined personality, there was the Seonhwa Group, and on our side, there was the Seongsan Foundation led by Eun-ha’s family. It was said that the Seoul Seongsan Hospital operated by the foundation provided excellent medical treatment.

There were also several state-of-the-art magical engineering medical devices, but I wasn’t sure if they could cover the system aspect of skill penalties in medical technology. Still, I should try just in case.

Bubbling…

Soon, it was 10 a.m., the start of the event. The team members warmly welcomed the VIPs entering the S Department Store with smiles of capitalism.

“Hoo, hey! Look over there.”

“Why are they so tacky… Hup!”

The VIPs who came to the department store since the morning were mostly young people in their mid-30s. When they saw the team members, they often opened their mouths or sighed.

Even though the wealthy MZs tried to pretend to be polite, but they were like children when they greeted the members. As someone who achieved 500 million won in sales a day, I endured the effort of bowing my head.

Communicating with a smiling face wasn’t that difficult, at least not as stressful as it was to increase sales.

“…..!”

“Uh, uhm, ahem, it’s an honor.”

What was surprising to me was that the VIPs, who seemed eager to approach me, became uncomfortable when I bowed my head. Some of them seemed so afraid that they trembled like leaves, making me feel awkward.

‘This isn’t right.’

Although I had recently decided to interact more with citizens, especially after filming variety shows, after a few casual greetings with wealthy citizens, I realized that my thinking was quite off. It seemed that the social perception of ordinary heroes and S-class heroes was like night and day. While I was relieved that the hassle of dealing with this phenomenon was prevented in advance, at the same time, I felt bitter.

“Switch to inner parameter security.”

I ordered the team members who were welcoming VIPs as part of the open ceremony to move to their assigned areas.

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The soothing classical music played endlessly, and time passed inexorably.

“Hmmm…”

However, the event had just started, and not even an hour had passed when the first crisis came. Standing there like a folding screen was more burdensome than I had imagined.

I must have received a considerable commission. I had planned to show a sharp image on the field today, but Isaac’s body, which suffered from charisma penalties and the side effects of caffeine addiction, was as sensitive as a fresh fish.

‘I can’t endure this.’

Leaning against an unused display, I closed my eyes tightly. Blocking my sight made me feel much more comfortable.

In that state, I practiced ‘meditation,’ a stress relief method that I could do anytime, anywhere. It was a method selected after inventing various stress management techniques. Since Isaac couldn’t handle magic, he couldn’t practice most of the ‘mental barrier training methods’ that heroes used to control emotions against negative energy.

This because most of training methods involved redirecting magic to strengthen the mental barrier through magic circuits.

I regretted giving up this method as it was a form of stress suppression through emotion control. However, while searching for alternatives in various meditation methods, I came across a paper that claimed the religious practices of the general public had an excellent effect in suppressing the monsterization of civilians.

Surprisingly, the paper had been published just two months ago. It was hot-off-the-press news. What bothered me was that the paper also presented a radical argument that the religious activities of the entire nation should be enforced as a policy, but I filtered out political and religious biases and, after researching various meditation methods, came to the conclusion to devise my own way.

‘Let’s not make it too long.’

I closed my eyes tightly and vividly imagined something. It didn’t matter what it was. As long as I recalled what I wanted to do according to the flow of consciousness, it was enough.

Maybe it’s because my brain doesn’t belong to an ordinary person, but my imagination wasn’t unrealistic, and whenever I tried to go astray, I supplemented probability and reality to create plausible stories.

If I maintained this state, miraculously, my stress subsided. I was curious about this phenomenon, so I read a few neuroscience and psychiatry books to find out. It was a way to fall into a ‘trance’ state through strong concentration, which was a way to ‘relieve stress by immersing yourself in pleasant imagination’.

Even though performing this act at the mission site would practically be job neglect, it was worth mentioning.

[Your sensitive nerves have calmed down.]

[You feel your mind relaxing.]

‘Phew…’

The impulse to leave immediately disappeared. Looking at the clock, time had passed in the blink of an eye, and it was already lunchtime.

If there had been external stimuli, meditation would have ended immediately, but so far, there had been no communication.

Embarrassingly, the VIPs shopping nearby were sneakily watching me, and whispers like ‘He’s not just putting on a show,’ or ‘He’s really out of his mind,’ were heard sporadically.

Then, whenever our eyes met, I quickly turned my head like a student caught by a teacher trying to present something.

I attempted to focus again and play the role of a folding screen, but citizens seemed to feel even more uncomfortable. So, I decided to lean against the wall again and pass the time roughly, feeling the awkwardness in the air.

‘Is this right?’

How did my image end up like this? It seemed escaping from the authoritative character was far from enough with just one appearance on a variety show.

Afterwards, a person who was said to be the wife of a famous media company owner came over to me as soon as she saw me and rubbed her hands as if praying to a shaman to help protect the security of our country. Another incident happened when a VIP, who was attempting to cause a harassment incident to Seo Eun-ha on the third floor, was immediately subdued and handed over to the police.

After taking medicine and meditating for an hour, my stress stabilized, and my mind became peaceful. As time passed, beyond 2:30 PM, no incidents occurred.

This is usually how security duties go. You just go to the site, let the citizens have a look at your face, and the client takes pride in hiring a famous hero.

Of course, work is work, and heroes shouldn’t relax their guard against potential disasters, but still, it’s a relief to have the tension eased.

‘I’m sorry for being such an incompetent leader.’

In that sense, after indulging in an hour of meditation, I felt somewhat sorry for the members who stood stiffly, not relaxing their guard.

– Do you hear me? –

The first communication came from an security guard from outside when I planned to relieve the debt by dramatically increasing the company dinner expenses and providing the members with the joy of feasting.

For some reason, I was breathing heavily.

“Yes. Speak.”

– Support requested. U-uh! Please don’t come closer! –

Immediately after a messy communication, a middle-aged man who didn’t look well walked into the first-floor main entrance. His face was full of flush, as if he had drunk heavily, and his beard looked disheveled, resembling a beggar.

Seeing that there was no information window, he appeared to be an ordinary citizen.

“…..”

“You shouldn’t do this!”

A guard who rushed in behind tried to stop the drinker by toppling him over. However, the drunkard was strong. Instead of being subdued, he resisted, and the guard trying to restrain him was dragged along.

Thud!

‘Oh, surprised me.’

I was about to step forward as it seemed inappropriate for the staff, but suddenly, hwang Man-deuk fell from above.

The VIPs who were leisurely shopping reacted uncomfortably as the man, who looked like a homeless person, disrupted the atmosphere.

The drunkard was dragged away by Hwang Man-deuk’s stern hand. With eyes unfocused and hazy, he looked like someone who had completely lost his mind.

Well, when you work, there are various incidents…

“Krrrrr….”

“Hmm??”

The eerie atmosphere that had been floating around me suddenly materialized into a formidable figure, and I became alert to what lay ahead.

Exactly in the direction where a strong-looking drunkard was present.

‘Could it be?’

A sense of discomfort washed over me. However, there was no information window popping up for that person.

Thud!

In a chilling moment, the drunkard nonchalantly stuck a sharp stone-like object into his own chest.

Suddenly, a citizen self-harming caught Hwang Man-deuk off guard, and he tried to lay the person down and attempt to stop the bleeding. However, the stone had a certain pattern engraved on it and glowed a deep crimson.

It was undoubtedly an unpurified mana stone. Reflexively, I shouted.

“Hwang Man-deuk! Get away immediately!”

Swoosh- Thud!