Chapter 126
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 126
Chapter Title: Language Talent
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[Please select a target.]
You could select yourself or someone else.
Yoo Jin-seong chose himself.
[Please select a talent.]
For the first one, he chose athletics. He trained efficiently. He dieted and sculpted an impressive physique.
For the second, he chose reading. He maximized his reading skills. Thanks to that, he became pretty knowledgeable.
With those two choices, he laid the foundation to become a muscle-bound hunk and a brainy heartthrob going forward.
What talent did he desperately need for himself?
'Actually, nothing in particular.'
There weren't any major gaps. He had pretty much everything.
A healthy body. A cultured mind. Points flowing in sweetly every day. The ability to see others' profiles. Billions in assets.
'A talent that would help me...'
He didn't desperately need any specific one.
But there were plenty that could be helpful.
He quickly scanned the talent list.
'The talent that would help my life the most...'
It didn't take long to decide. Less than 30 seconds.
He chose language.
'The world is wide, and Korea is small.'
To become a global tycoon, language wasn't optional—it was essential.
To efficiently access high-quality information, he needed to learn English.
English was a must for landing a white girlfriend, and Japanese was necessary for a Japanese one.
'Time to become a language master.'
[Language Achievement 1 has been created.]
[1. Study a language for 30 minutes or more.]
[Reward: 10 Points]
He fell into thought.
Which language to start with? How to study it efficiently? How to see results quickly?
'Alright. English it is. And I'll hire an English tutor. Private lessons every morning.'
Yoo Jin-seong was a complete novice at English. He didn't even have basic knowledge. Elementary school level at best.
He called Secretary Han Ji-yu into the president's office.
"I want to learn English. Please arrange a private tutor."
"Understood."
"Would you like to learn along with me, Secretary Han?"
"Me...?"
She echoed in surprise.
"Yes."
Secretary Han Ji-yu was a gem.
An uncut one, though. He wanted to nurture her, provide opportunities to learn, so he suggested they study together.
"...Thank you."
"Okay. Great. Let's learn together."
[Inner Thoughts: Honestly, it's a hassle... But the president's gaze is so intense... Feels like I'd get hated if I refused... So I accepted...]
[Inner Thoughts: I have so much work already... English is annoying and hard... Can someone like me even learn it well...?]
Her face was impassive, but her thoughts were another story.
"If you study English diligently, I'll raise your salary."
"...Really? I'll study hard. Thank you."
[Inner Thoughts: I need to earn money... I want to make a lot... Not sure if I can master English, but... I'll study hard...]
Most worldly problems could be solved with money.
Dangle a carrot, and Secretary Han Ji-yu was fired up.
"How's work life treating you?"
"...I'm satisfied. It's enjoyable."
"Good to hear. Thanks."
"...Pardon? You're grateful?"
"Yes. Thank you. I'm grateful you're working here, and that you're satisfied with the company."
Yoo Jin-seong smiled warmly.
"Truth is, your support has made things so much smoother. YSP is growing fast without any hiccups. I really appreciate it."
"...Thank you. I'll keep working hard."
A faint smile cracked her stoic face. She was so pleased she fiddled with her glasses.
[Inner Thoughts: I got praised... Feels good...]
[Inner Thoughts: I like the president... Always speaks so warmly... Always so attentive...]
[Inner Thoughts: I like how caring the president is... The staff are so kind... Especially how Madam gives out lots of snacks...]
Yoo Jin-seong's smile deepened.
'So pure. Adorable.'
Alone in the president's office again, Yoo Jin-seong pulled a pill case from his bag. Two pills inside.
[Drug Detox Pill (2,000 Points)]
[Nutrient-Packed Breast Milk (2,000 Points)]
Items.
Obtained from effort boxes.
Definitely expensive and good ones.
But no clear use for them.
'Sigh... Nutrient-Packed Breast Milk pill... Honestly, I'd love to give it to one of my girls... But the aftermath would be impossible to handle...'
Sweet, nutrient-rich milk gushing from nipples? Erotic enough to get him hard.
'Sigh... What a shame... Breast milk play sounds so fun...'
Regret gnawed at him; he smacked his lips and tucked the case back in his bag.
'Time to hit the bookstore.'
He bought about 50 books at the bookstore, including some English ones. Back in the office, he studied English.
[Language Achievement 1 completed.]
[Acquired 10 Points.]
Then he read. The book covered finance, welfare, and retirement holistically.
'Informative.'
Finance focused on Warren Buffett, welfare on advanced nations and conglomerates, retirement on America.
'Invest in safe assets like the S&P 500 or Dow Jones, hold long-term, and you're guaranteed big gains...?'
'Work-life balance... Separate work and life completely... Boosts life satisfaction...?'
'Retirement lottery... In America, retirement pay can be like winning the lotto...?'
He paused his reading.
'Hmm... Things I could apply to my company... Things I want to implement...'
Deep in thought.
'If an employee who's dedicated decades retires...? What if they haven't saved enough from their salary...?'
Realistically.
They'd open a chicken or pizza joint with their severance—that's it.
'If they're lucky and it booms, great. But if it flops...?'
An unstable old age.
Worst case, scavenging trash.
'For employees who've given decades to me, what I can do—what grace I can offer—is secure their retirement.'
He reached a conclusion.
He'd create a retirement lottery. Carve out 100,000 won per employee monthly from operating funds, invest in stocks for payout at retirement.
With Era of Success + safe assets + Bitcoin, they could enjoy a fine retirement.
'I take care of my own.'
He called Secretary Han Ji-yu and explained the retirement lottery idea.
"Understood. I'll prepare it."
Her response was flat.
[Inner Thoughts: 100,000 won... Just raise my salary by 100,000 instead...]
[Inner Thoughts: I'd rather have 100,000 more now than some retirement lottery...]
She completely missed his deep, warm intent.
She was a genius, but not quite. Just an uncut gem. Limited learning, narrow perspective, clueless about finance.
"Secretary Han."
"Yes, President."
Instead of answering.
She quietly stood from her chair. Leisurely scanned the bookshelf. Pulled out three books and bagged them in paper.
"Here. A gift."
"...Thank you."
"Books that really impressed me. Thought they might help you too."
"...Thank you. I'll read them gratefully."
He peeked at her thoughts.
[Inner Thoughts: What a hassle... Not enough time for games as it is...]
Surprisingly reluctant. She didn't like reading.
[Inner Thoughts: But I have to read them. He'll definitely ask if I did. If I say no, he'll be disappointed.]
She didn't want to disappoint her caring boss. She wanted to stay at YSP as long as possible.
'To build competence, she needs lots of quality reading. Sorry, Secretary Han, but I'll be gifting books often.'
He wanted to maximize her potential. Make her a core talent for the company.
The maknae, Yoo Seol, visited the president's office.
"Oppa! Hi!"
She wore her school uniform. Her bright smile showed prominent front teeth, evoking a bunny's charm.
"Carrot juice?"
"Yeah! Love carrots!"
"Snacks too?"
"Yeah! Love snacks!"
Yoo Seol plopped on the sofa.
"Nice. Sooo soft and fluffy."
She sank into it.
He gave her carrot juice and Pepero sticks. She nibbled them daintily with her front teeth, munching cutely.
"Your complexion looks off. Something wrong?"
"Huh...? That obvious...?"
"Yeah. Your face practically screams 'I've got worries' in big letters."
"......"
Yoo Seol set down her Pepero.
"You know... Oppa, I... I wanna quit studying..."
Her face darkened.
"Maintaining first place is too hard. Studying is so exhausting."
Yoo Seol wanted to succeed, become the family pride. Earn big to make them wealthy. That's why she'd studied hard.
But the reason was gone. Her dream of earning to honor her parents—Oppa had made it come true.
Thanks to Oppa, parents cleared all debts. Moved from rundown villa to luxury apartment. Their faces brightened.
No more poverty. No more money worries. No need for her to study.
"Oppa, I want to be an idol. Not study—try out for idol."
She mustered courage to confess.
"Sigh, yeah, no way, right? Studying's better? Mom would freak?"
The whole house would erupt, probably.
"Do it."
"Huh? What'd you say?"
"Be an idol. If that's what you want, Seol, idol, singer, musician—whatever. I'll support you all I can. Cheer you on."
Yoo Seol's pupils slowly widened.
"Oppa...?"
Then they quaked violently.
"Really? For real?"
"Yeah. For real. Do whatever you want. I'll help however I can."
"Really? Truly?"
"Yes. Truly."
"Thank you. Thank you so much."
Yoo Seol hugged him tightly.
"Oppa best! Best best!"
He stroked her head.
"Idol? What the hell kind of idol?! No way! Absolutely not! Even after dirt's in my eyes, no!"
As expected, the house flipped.
Mom wanted Yoo Seol to study hard and become a fine doctor.
Seol wasn't bad at studies—she excelled—so no way she'd allow it.