Chapter 24
Chapter 24
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 24
Chapter Title: I'm Really Sorry, But I'm Not Interested in Guys
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I generally thought that for Nutube, the best approach was to follow the editing style of big corporations.
'Even if the footage is short, aim for at least 20 minutes minimum... Subtitles are a must, pack in the highlights... Uploading once a day is ideal.'
Honestly, in my current situation, even thinking about hiring an editor might come off as pretty arrogant.
Even among the big corporations, some people handle everything solo without editors, and AI subtitles have gotten really advanced these days.
If you just proofread well, you can crank out a video super fast.
But.
'That only works once or twice... Plus, to make it fun, you eventually need to add sound effects appropriately...'
Even that has its limits.
For someone like me, it was crystal clear.
My broadcast time was already stretching me thin as it was.
Adding editing on top of that? No way.
And besides.
'The terms are too good.'
The email didn't just contain edited videos.
It was like they knew my financial situation perfectly.
On the salary part, it said I'd get all the ad revenue until the channel grew to a certain size.
But ad revenue?
From a brand-new channel, how much could it even make?
'Less than minimum wage... Worse than passion pay.'
The conditions were so good it made me wonder if it was some new kind of scam.
Starting with a big initial donation to show they had money to spare.
Then using the edited videos to exploit my desperation and gradually gain my trust...
'But what would they do with my trust? I don't have any money?'
No matter how dumb I was, I wouldn't cosign loans or borrow money to lend them.
So what were they after?
"Me... myself?!"
I absolutely couldn't give up my youth!
But.
[Subject: Thank you so much for applying. We're still in the recruitment period, so I'm sorry we can't give you a quick acceptance notice. But would it be okay if we exchanged KakaoTalk IDs in advance?]
Thinking the other way around.
'As long as I protect my youth, it's fine.'
It could be a sweet deal where I lose nothing and gain everything!
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"The challenger is always beautiful! The power to change the world comes from the power to change yourself! The driving force of life! Today, we have with us a young CEO in his early 30s! Who owns 50 gym chain locations and 13 Pilates studios! A man of strong power! CEO Jeong Jinhyeon! Hello!"
"Hello! I'm CEO Jeong Jinhyeon. It's truly an honor to be on a 2-million-subscriber Nutube channel today."
"Haha, no way! We're the ones honored. I heard you're the first to decide to appear on our Nutube channel. Thank you so much."
"You're hyping me up too much from the start. Haha, sorry if I can't deliver as much fun as that hype."
"For real! No pressure at all! Just relax! Answer the questions, and if any make you uncomfortable, just say so right away!"
"Got it!"
A warm atmosphere.
In the incredibly spacious office, countless cameras were set up, with PDs waiting behind them.
They stared blankly at the young CEO who was writing a new rags-to-riches legend.
'Wow, he's insanely handsome.'
'What was his big three again? 730, right...?'
'That suit... Custom-made, but it looks like it's gonna burst from his muscles.'
'Tall... Young... Rich. He's got it all.'
Jeong Jinhyeon.
Age 31.
Gentle personality, nice looks, and a strong physique.
Everything clicked perfectly—what could this guy possibly lack?
The PDs were super curious about how the interview would go.
And as if they'd been waiting.
"Alright, straight to the first question. But before that! Our channel emphasizes humanity a lot, so there'll be some personal questions. Is that okay?"
"Personal like what...?"
"Oh, for example, do you have a girlfriend? Hobbies? We want to know about your daily life."
"Ah, that kind of thing is totally fine."
The interview kicked off right away.
The interviewer, owner of the 'Driving Force of Life' channel, San Gwanwon, fired off questions the moment he got permission.
"So, are you currently single?"
"Yes."
"Then, is there someone you're interested in...?"
"Someone I'm interested in..."
At San Gwanwon's question, Jeong Jinhyeon paused for a beat.
"...There is, but it's not like I want to date or anything. I just want to stay good friends for a long time."
He continued calmly.
Just thinking about her seemed to lift his mood, a genuine smile spreading across Jeong Jinhyeon's face.
"Wow, right? Once you break up, you become total strangers... I get that feeling. But even someone as perfect as you is experiencing unrequited love."
"Haha, aren't you seeing me as too perfect? Thank you. But that person is really perfect too."
"Man... A perfect match between perfects. That's awesome."
Watching that smile, San Gwanwon was impressed inwardly.
'Thick, striking features... Total tall, dark, and handsome.'
Gigachad vibes, maybe.
Putting the admiration aside, San Gwanwon kept going.
"So, any hobbies we can ask about?"
"Hobbies... Ah, this is kinda an underground hobby... Not sure if it'll be okay for broadcast."
"What kind...?"
"Watching internet streams is my hobby. Oh, not like anything risqué... Just stuff like games... Live streams are my thing."
"I figured you'd say working out, so this is unexpected."
"Working out is my job, so it doesn't feel like a hobby."
A young CEO who watches internet streams.
'Doesn't really fit his image.'
But these days, it was hard to call internet streaming purely underground.
Lots of streamers were breaking into mainstream broadcasting.
Nutube itself was basically internet streaming if done live.
San Gwanwon muttered that inwardly and continued.
"So, can we know which streams you watch?"
"Ah, that's embarrassing. And you probably wouldn't know them. They're really small streams."
"Oh... Unexpected again. I thought you'd only watch big ones..."
"Maybe because I started from the bottom, I prefer streams with fewer viewers on purpose."
"How long have you been watching, if we can ask?"
"Not long since I started. But the moment I saw it, I was like, 'Ah... This is totally my taste?'"
Once the conversation opened up, the interview between San Gwanwon and Jeong Jinhyeon flowed smoothly and refreshingly.
"You know how to edit videos too?"
"Back when I had no money, I wanted to promote my shops... But no good way. So I learned then."
"Wow, so you're pro-level then?"
"I used to edit Nutube videos with this and make some cash. Good times."
"You're seriously cool."
How much time passed after that?
From essential questions to extras that might draw out some humanity.
After covering everything.
"Great job! Thanks again for the interview!"
"Ah, that's my line. This was really fun."
Finally, the interview wrapped up.
"He's leaving right away."
"Yeah. Would've been nice to grab a meal together."
"But CEO Jeong Jinhyeon is way too handsome... Wonder who he'll marry later."
"Hey, hey, not you guys, so quit fantasizing and prep for editing. This is gonna hit at least a million views."
"Yeah, yeah."
Jeong Jinhyeon turned down the follow-up meal invite and headed straight to the underground parking lot.
It was getting close to 6 p.m.
"Hmm, hum de dum."
Why did he always feel like humming at this hour?
Jeong Jinhyeon checked his reflection in the elevator mirror.
Not bad. Honestly, handsome.
But for the time ahead, he didn't need to force this look.
'Doing the normie cosplay is exhausting.'
With that thought, as he walked to his car.
【Mungki's live has just started!】
The notification he'd been waiting for hit his phone.
Jeong Jinhyeon popped in his earbuds without hesitation and flicked his thumb rapidly.
Tap tap tap tap.
- Mung-op donated 500,000 won. Thank you.
[Mung-op♥♡♥♡ Me stressed from work today♥♡♥♡♥♡ Need that Mung-op love-packed reaction set right now♥♡♥♡]
- Ahhh lolololololol
- Gesaem going all out right from the start lolololol
- Mungki, get up and shake it~
In this space, he didn't need labels like diligent, hardworking, polite, courteous—none of that useless stuff.
No, Jeong Jinhyeon himself didn't need to be that either.
-"Gasp... Mung-op... This massive donation right at the start! Full momentum! Straight into Mung-rotu, Mung-to-bye, Mung-mineral, Mung-walking!"
- Mungki, aren't you due for a real Mung-jji soon?
- Kinda wanna see Mung-jji
- ㅁㅉ~ (Means Mungki jjiX)
- Saw that? With 500k, I own the sky now
- Ddaran-dda† 500k to Mungki is sky-level, and that's on top of the total 1 mil lololololol
- Till I see Mungki's zzettang-i, I'll attend every stream infinitely
- Just thinking of Mungki's zzettang-i makes me wanna Mungki
Here, I was.
'So cute, our Mungki.....'
Mung-op.
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"Huff! Ha! Huff! Ha! Thank you again for the donation! You're the best!"
- Yeah yeah, good job
- Boot up the stream and within a minute, first thing I see is a guy shaking his ass, heh heh
- Mung-dung-i went nuts lol
- But he won't show Mung-jji, so he's got principles
- Principled male prostitute lol
"You're messing up the text mosaic, you're out."
- lolololololol
- lololololololol
- lolololol
Once the donation reaction ended, I jumped straight into the GTA server.
'6 days left till today ends?'
Honestly, at this point, there wasn't much left to do.
Casino content had opened, but eh.
Gambling's fun when you're broke and desperate.
Gambling to blow excess cash? Not fun.
'It's not even gambling at that point, just light entertainment.'
Didn't appeal to me.
There was roulette, slots, whatever.
But without something swampy like in Kaiji, it didn't move me.
So.
- What today
- Seriously what
- Mungki what you doing today
'Nothing to do.'
In the Yorang Garden GTA server, things to do had really dried up.
Should I keep doing family play or something?
-"Daddy!"
"Ah, my real daughter would laugh it off patiently, but sons? Can't hold back. Why does 'daddy' sound so gross?"
Vroom vroom vroom vroom.
After Jjining Lady, hidden kid RPs kept coming my way.
Mostly sons, so none clicked—I just gave 'em M7 ventilation.
- Crazy bastard lolololololololol
- CEO confirms kill before asking questions
- Lions don't drop cubs off cliffs, just M7 'em ㅇㅇ
- Only keeping the females lol
- No paternity test needed, survives M7? Must be son ㅇㅇ
- Mungki-level son needs bulletproof skin
I'm really sorry, but guys held no interest.
Not like I was into girls or wanted to grind on them or anything.
Just the idea of a guy trying to grind on me triggered pure disgust.
'I'm a lowbie too, why come grind on me, nuts?'
No more chats with First Lady-Leruri either.
She had her own viewers and circumstances.
Now, I just had to half-ass the CEO role and kill time.
'Ah, maybe resign as CEO, wander around, and only log in for the concert.'
Time to think about what to sing, practice songs.
Sticking around the GTA server aimlessly felt off.
'Instinct tells me. The juice from the GTA server is pretty much sucked dry.'
Not that shooting RPs claiming to be my real son wasn't fun.
Why turn away targets that walk right in?
Over a week glued to one game was plenty.
Time to hunt a new game.
'LoL... Iteri? PUBG... Lots, and SF6 just dropped.'
As I sorted through games in my head.
-"Not acknowledging your own kids! Killing all bastards! Is this guy fit to be CEO?!"
-"Trash CEO step down! Step down!"
-"Devil who kills his kids can't be CEO! Resign! Resign!"
-"Resign! Resign!"
Suddenly, a coup erupted in Yorang Garden.
"No, overthrowing the legitimately elected prez...? And the reason's just killing kids...? Makes no sense?"
- What nonsense
- You bought the votes with money lolololololololol
- Reason is 'just' killing kids lolololololololol
- This RP?
- Every line is controversial lolololololololol
- Who'd wanna live under a kid-killing CEO lolololololololol
"No, no no... Gotta resolve this peacefully."
My I Moongryong character was at the presidential palace.
My office, my residence.
The most glamorous, tallest castle in Yorang Garden, built with CEO privileges right after election.
A bunch of characters were protesting out front with picket signs.
-"How's a girl-eating hostess bar guy president?!"
-"No roots in the country! Find the roots!"
-"Resign! Resign!"
"...."
Listening, it wasn't wrong—no comeback came to mind.
Normally, you'd target messengers.
But broadcast tiers made that tricky.
So.
Just.
"Any fighter jets up right now? If so, launch 'em ASAP, drop a light one on the palace front—like sprinkling spaghetti with crazy hot sauce."
Time for a clean sweep.
I'd probably step down.
If this was RP story, stepping down was right.
Yeah, I'll step down.
But not before hitting the presidential button.
Gonna use all perks before I go.