It was raining hard at 10:35 PM. A heavy steel pipe slammed across Jin’s ribs with a sickening crack. The air rushed out of his lungs in a sharp gasp, and before he could even scream, his face crashed into the freezing, wet asphalt of the Han River bridge. He hadn't even heard the cars pulling up. Two sleek black sedans had blocked his cheap delivery scooter against the guardrail. Four massive men in dark corporate suits had dragged him off his bike, throwing him to the ground. They didn't want his wallet, and they didn't care about his scooter. They were just here to finish the job Director Kang and Min-ah had started. "Director Kang says hello," the lead thug muttered. His voice was completely flat as he brought a heavy leather boot down directly into Jin’s stomach. Jin curled into a ball on the wet concrete, coughing up blood. As the relentless kicks rained down on his back and ribs, the physical pain was nothing compared to the burning humiliation tearing through his hea

Grand Hyatt Hotel was blindingly bright. Huge crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, casting a warm, golden glow over the polished marble floors. Men in custom-tailored tuxedos and women in glittering designer dresses chatted in small groups, holding expensive glasses of champagne.At the center of it all was a massive banner that read: "Celebrating Cheonji Logistics: The Road to IPO & The Engagement of Director Kang and Min-ah."Suddenly, the heavy glass entrance doors slid open, and a cold gust of rainy wind swept into the lobby.Guests stopped talking. One by one, they turned their heads toward the door.Jin walked in.He looked like a ghost. His cheap, thirty-dollar suit was soaked, clinging to his thin frame and dripping dirty water onto the pristine marble floor. A dark purple bruise swollen under his left eye stood out sharply against his pale skin, and a thin line of dried blood marked his split lip.Whispers immediately erupted across the room."Who is that beggar?""Is t

Pandemonium broke out in the grand ballroom. Guests whispered furiously, casting looks of absolute disgust at Min-ah, who was now sobbing on the floor. Her expensive silk dress was already stained from her tears, and she looked nothing like the elegant bride-to-be she had pretended to be just minutes ago."This is a lie! It’s all a fake!" Min-ah shrieked, her voice cracking as she crawled toward Director Kang. She tried to grab his hand, but he violently slapped her arm away, stepping backward as if she were a toxic snake."Get away from me, you fake bitch!" Director Kang roared, his chest heaving as he glared down at her. His carefully built reputation as a brilliant corporate executive was dissolving right in front of the city's most powerful investors.Furious, Kang spun around and pointed a trembling, angry finger at Jin. "Security! Why are you standing there? Grab him! Beat him until he deletes that trash, and throw him off the balcony!"Three burly security guards in dark suits

Morning sun rose over the city, casting a bright, clean light over the wet streets of Han City.Jin stood on the rooftop of his modest apartment building he managed to secure after last night. breathing in the crisp, fresh air. He felt incredibly different. The constant, crushing fatigue that had weighed down his chest for five long years was entirely gone, replaced by a deep, vibrating energy. His posture was straight, his vision was sharp, and the constant ache in his lower back from scrubbing floors had completely vanished.He looked down at his phone. The notification from his banking app was still there, glowing softly on the cracked glass screen.Account Balance: $11,000,000 USD (14.8 Billion Won).Jin let out a low, quiet breath, watching the steam disappear into the morning air. The System had delivered exactly what it promised. But he knew that simply having money wasn't enough to survive in the cutthroat corporate world. Director Kang was a man with massive corporate power,

Sunlight streamed through the massive glass dome of the Han City Convention Center, illuminating a sea of expensive tailored suits and glittering jewelry.Inside the main exhibition hall, hundreds of cameras flashed rapidly, their rhythmic clicking blending with the low, excited chatter of the crowd. High-profile international investors, wealthy venture capitalists, and top-tier financial journalists filled the tiered leather seats, creating a buzzing wall of sound that vibrated through the polished floors. Everyone was eager to witness the birth of a new corporate empire.At the center of the grand stage stood a massive digital screen displaying the sleek Cheonji Logistics logo next to a soaring, bright green stock graph.Director Kang stood proudly at the podium, looking exceptionally confident in a sharp navy-blue suit that cost more than a common worker's annual salary. He gestured smoothly toward the presentation slides, his face radiant with triumph as he presented beautifully f