May 20th.
Morning.
Seoul.
Congress building.
The square in front of the building has been occupied by the crowd. Early in the morning, there was no space left in the public area, stemming from a ’terrifying’ speculation on the Internet---the conglorates are preparing to undo themselves to numb them.
Absolutely not.
Victory is within reach, and the conglorates’ treacherous plans must not succeed.
The dia hasn’t arrived.
The legislators haven’t arrived either.
Most people are sitting on the ground, chatting.
"Why hasn’t anyone arrived?"
"So slow."
"With such efficiency, what can be achieved."
"The dia convoy has arrived."
Seeing the dia arrive, the crowd was invigorated, stood up holding signs, but there was no yelling. Seeing these people calm, the dia ca over and started the live broadcast, as the station had urged them.
"Dear audience, as you can see, I’m doing a live broadcast in front of the Congress building. A large crowd has arrived early, with banners mostly displaying slogans of ’Victory’ and ’Split’."
"..."
To avoid losing control.
The journalists didn’t go up for interviews, to prevent these people from saying anything more extre.
The crowd didn’t mind either.
These journalists.
Always selective in their coverage, they’re used to it, just hoping that being here today is aningful.
"Look, they’re coming."
A convoy is approaching from afar.
Looking at the tags.
It should be the speaker and others arriving first. Legislators are arriving one after another and upon seeing these marchers, the legislators let loose, if the conglorates want to split, then split. So even went over to chat with the dia.
"Legislator Sehun, what is your prediction for today’s results?"
"The likelihood of passage is quite large."
"From your perspective, does splitting the conglorates benefit South Korea’s economy?"
"As for this matter, my viewpoint remains the sa as before, nothing is absolute; whether splitting conglorates benefits or hurts South Korea’s economy is yet to be determined, but only ti can prove everything."
Kicking the can.
It’s their specialty.
No offense to anyone.
At most, it’s standing on shaky ground to avoid being slapped in the face in the end.
Considering the attention.
Now, all major South Korean dia are concentrating efforts on covering this event.
Inside the building.
Legislators are taking their seats one after another, and as the parties being split, the conglorates also need to speak, hence, figures like Kim Chang-min, Li Zhengzhi, and others arrived one after another, each with less than pleasant expressions.
"Enemies" eting.
Extrely hostile.
"Hmph."
Li Zhengzhi snorted from afar.
Making Kim Chang-min swallow his words, forget it, today don’t try to ingratiate with a warm face, self-humiliate, with so many legislators and South Korean top officials present, and the dia, the Kim Family can’t afford to lose face like this.
Ti is up.
"Before the vote, please let the representatives of the conglorates make their final statents."
Kim Chang-min was the first to take the stage.
How long has it been.
He hasn’t been on this ’trial-like’ platform.
"Everyone, regarding the conglorate split, I don’t have much defense, in the past days, conglorates have grown rapidly, occupying more and more social resources, which is determined by economic laws."
"Right or wrong, I dare not judge."
"However, this split may likely impact South Korea’s economy, as free competition and monopoly are never simply praised or criticized but should be connected with reality."
"..."
Although the stance is set.
Yet regarding the conglorate split, Kim Chang-min’s words still bore regrets. But from the perspective of other conglorates, Kim Chang-min seed more irritating, you disagree yet you agree.
This is clearly showing them up.
Hmph.
We guessed it right.
"I unconditionally accept any decision from Congress, thank you!"
Kim Chang-min stepped down.
Next.
One conglorate leader after another spoke, the content entirely different from Kim Chang-min’s. Since the overall trend was set, any thoughts they have beco irrelevant, so it’s better to publicly support the split.
At least.
It sounds better to outsiders.
Unfortunately.
Not many believe it.
"Bah, who believes it."
"The act is too fake."
"The outco is determined."
"Not necessarily, don’t forget, these are old foxes. If the final vote doesn’t pass, our happiness will be like clowns, until the last mont, we cannot let our guard down."
"Said it right."
"..."
Too many conglorate precedents.
Countless, but at least it’s a good start.
Ten thirty.
"Now, regarding the anti-monopoly split issue for conglorates, go for the final vote, this vote adopts a real-na system, one person one vote, the result will be announced to the public, please represent your constituents.."
After a procedure.
Entering the voting phase.
Representative system.
There’s no so-called anonymous voting, otherwise, I elected you, and you did sothing totally unknown to , what’s there to play, any slightly significant vote adopts real nas.
Voting isn’t raising hands.
Nor electronic buttons.
But like a ballot, written on paper cast, due to its importance, paper shows respect. Multiple ballot boxes are used, everyone queues, it’s done in five or six minutes, next is the statistics, which is also quick.
Multiple groups simultaneously proceeding.
It’s just a matter of ten minutes.
At this mont.
All eyes are on it.
Statistics complete.
The paper with the results was handed to the speaker.
After reading.
He was speechless; previously arguing not wanting to split, he too felt it doubtful, with only a fifty percent chance of success, now this ninety percent agreent felt like a joke.
"Two hundred and seventy-one votes in favor, twenty against, the split resolution is passed."
The outside world is jubilant.
"It’s really split!"
"This is the victory of ’democracy.’
"..."
...
The conglorates each went back and started to get busy, such large enterprises, such large property statistics, even quickly, the split would go till next month, still needing to hire International Accounting Firms.
Extrely tedious.
It doesn’t pass today, split by tomorrow.
Takes ti.
"Father, let’s go."
"Sigh."
Kim Chang-min stood on the steps in front of Congress.
Looked back.
Suddenly realized.
Conglorates seem powerful but also have limits of capability, also have things they need to awe, that being the voice of this country’s people. Water can carry a boat, it can also overturn it.
"Let’s go."
Dust settled, he prepared to contact the United States side, they are the largest shareholder, how they want to split, to what extent, it’s not entirely the conglorates can decide.
Shareholding.
Property.
Treatnt.
These are issues that need to be discussed.
At ho.
Kim Chang-min called a consortium leader.
"Is it over?"
"Yes."
"Don’t be emotional, trees attract wind, splitting is also good, lightly ard, indeed you were previously too large that many dostically feared you, restrain a bit in the future in style."
"Understood."
"ERV hasn’t loosened up yet, if you can, it’s best to visit the United States."
"What demands do they have?"
"Not ntioned, he just said to consider, we’re actively working, but we need to see your sincerity."
"Okay."
Kim Chang-min clenched his teeth.
This ERV, truly likes to cause trouble, but dare not say anything, the situation is stronger than people, they hold chips far more than them, and it’s a dostic consortium in the United States.
This identity.
Is one they must respectfully treat.
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