The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player

Chapter 205: Listing (Part 2)

The Prophet must have known all of this, didn’t he?

That Black Scythe would save Christine.

‘Damn you Prophet.’

He began to feel irritated even at the innocent Prophet.

‘There’s one way. I must prove to Christine that Min Juri is Black Scythe’s girlfriend. Then she’ll give up on her unrequited love.’

It wasn’t unrequited love but respect, but Ma Kyung-rok couldn’t have known that.

From his negative perspective, even respectful glances looked like admiration.

‘But how do I prove that Min Juri is his girlfriend?’

He didn’t know her real name or face, nothing.

The same was true for Black Scythe.

Besides, what if she wasn’t his girlfriend?

‘Well, considering her abilities, it’s no wonder they stick together.’

A buffer who nearly doubles all stats, attack speed, and movement speed.

She was certainly a desirable talent.

‘I’d love to keep her by my side to receive buffs constantly.’

That’s why Ma Kyung-rok had been persistent in trying to find out Min Juri’s identity and address.

‘Having her by my side would be helpful in many ways…’

Regrettably, he decided to give up searching for her.

Ma Kyung-rok, frowning, downed his whiskey in one gulp.

Because of his terrible mood, the alcohol tasted bitterer than usual.

‘A perfect night for a job.’

Killing criminals when he was stressed always made him feel better.

‘I can’t quit killing because of this.’

Since he couldn’t sleep, he decided to pick a target.

Sitting in front of his laptop, he spent time selecting which criminal to kill.

Was he too focused?

He realized it was already dawn but had missed breakfast.

‘Is it this late already?’

Breakfast time was over, but he wasn’t worried.

He could just go down and ask the hotel chef to prepare something quickly.

Drrring- Drrring-

Just then, his phone rang. To his surprise, it was an unexpected call.

“Yes, this is Ma Kyung-rok. What? Really? Haha, thank you. Got it. Yes, goodbye.”

After the call, Ma Kyung-rok’s face brightened considerably.

It was a call informing him that his KOSPI listing application had been approved.

“Hahaha, just as the Prophet said. Achieving KOSPI listing in just half a year.”

He wondered how surprised his father, who had no expectations for him, would be at this news.

Hastily, Ma Kyung-rok made a call to deliver the news.

His excitement even made him forget about his hunger.

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To get a company listed on KOSPI, several conditions must be met.

The company must have been established for over three years, have sales of over 100 billion, and capital of over 30 billion.

‘Additionally, the net profit over three years must exceed 6 billion.’

Ma Kyung-rok’s Player Place Co., Ltd. had passed the stringent KOSPI listing review.

Now, he had the chance to transition from a small business to a full-fledged large corporation.

‘Most importantly, I’ve gained my father’s recognition.’

Despite being the eldest, Ma Kyung-rok had never been acknowledged by his father, Ma Dae-chul.

Even compared to his younger brothers, he was not lacking in ability, yet he was treated differently.

‘It’s because my father’s expectations for the eldest son were too high.’

His father always scolded him with this:

– Do you know what I did at your age to gain your grandfather’s recognition? I grew a tiny capital into a venture company and developed it. That became today’s Sansung Electronics, which holds 65% of the company’s market capitalization!

There were a few more nagging words, but the gist was that as the eldest son, he should build a large company like his father.

‘And that’s why he told me to start a company.’

He promised to give him capital to grow a company, to rank within the top 30 on KOSDAQ within five years. If he achieved that, he would acknowledge his ability and declare him the heir, promising to publicly announce this and pass on all the family assets.

But four years passed, and Chunma Consulting remained at about 85th on KOSDAQ. With one year left, Ma Kyung-rok almost gave up.

‘Moreover, the Great Change happened and the world was ending…’

But they say opportunities come to those who don’t give up.

Meeting Ryu Min, a benefactor, changing to the Player Place Market, and achieving KOSPI listing in just half a year was a great achievement.

‘It’s all thanks to the Prophet.’

Feeling grateful, Ma Kyung-rok suddenly remembered the insults he had hurled that morning.

He felt guilty for cursing him.

‘I’ll have to welcome him warmly when he comes later.’

He had called Ryu Min to the company, saying he had good news to share, so he would be here soon.

“Congratulations in advance, President.”

An Sang-cheol bowed his head next to him, and Ma Kyung-rok smiled brightly.

“Haha, Chief An, you’ve worked hard alongside me.”

“I didn’t do much.”

“No, without you, Chief An, I couldn’t have come this far. You’ve always helped me relieve my stress.”

By stress, he meant murder.

Chief An had been a reliable supporter, always cleaning up the mess after the murders.

“Did you call the Chairman too?”

“Yes, I did.”

“Does he know about the listing approval?”

“He knows. I told him on the phone. He couldn’t believe it and asked if it was true.”

Given that they had achieved the KOSPI listing, surpassing the top 30 on KOSDAQ, it was no wonder he was surprised.

“Why didn’t you tell the Prophet this good news?”

“He seemed to know already. He said he’d come to congratulate me, which means he knows.”

“That’s a relief. Everything matched the prophecy.”

“Indeed. Hahaha.”

A constant smile was on Ma Kyung-rok’s face.

Feeling so good, he even personally prepared a celebration party with the company’s employees.

“Did you have breakfast?”

“Not yet.”

“You didn’t skip breakfast, did you?”

“Achieving what I wanted for five years, I didn’t even feel hungry.”

While Ma Kyung-rok was smiling brightly, the awaited guest arrived.

“President, the Chairman is here.”

Before An Sang-cheol could even finish speaking, Ma Kyung-rok saw him.

His father, Ma Dae-chul, was entering.

“You’re here, Father…”

Ma Kyung-rok’s smiling face suddenly hardened.

Following him were the second and third sons, the brothers who were no better than strangers.