Chapter 21
Chapter 21
Soon, starting with Wall Street, Gold Coin would spread into the futures market all at once.
Because Jerome Musso had designed it that way.
And the Korean chaebol families had already read that movement.
“So you said you work at an IT company?”
“Yes, I work at an IT company.”
Jung Hyun-moo tilted his head, clearly not understanding.
If Lee Jin-ho had personally introduced him as someone special, then he had to be impressive.
But what was so special about an IT company team leader?
“Oppa, you’re really dense.”
“What?”
“You think he’s just an IT team leader?”
“He said he is.”
“There’s a plus alpha.”
“Plus alpha? Like what?”
“Tsk. The future of Kyundae Group sure looks bright.”
Shin Bin-seon clicked her tongue at him.
“Shin Bin-seon!”
“Oppa! Jin-ho oppa is practically spoon-feeding you and you still can’t swallow it?”
“No, I’m asking what he’s feeding us!”
“Ugh, I shouldn’t even bother… Sir, are you perhaps from Paradise?”
“Paradise?” That was the casino hotel conglomerate, right?
“No.”
“Then Chairman Shim from Myeongdong loan sharks…?”
“No.”
It was somewhat amusing.
Gu Hyung-woo from MG, whose electronics business overlapped heavily with Saengsong, was here. Interesting.
Choi Ki-cheon from the telecom company SA was interesting too, though overly suspicious.
Jung Hyun-moo from Kyundae Motors was a bit frustrating.
And Shin Bin-seon from Node Group, who started in confectionery, had a sharp tongue but was strangely charming.
“I just happen to know a lot of people, so I guess that’s why I was introduced. I’m just an ordinary IT company team leader.”
That was the only thing he could say.
Even Lee Jin-ho didn’t know his true identity. No reason to reveal it here.
“Ah… I see. So who do you know?”
Choi Ki-cheon smirked.
“Hard to say. Haha…”
“Ugh, this is embarrassing! Mr. Jung Jin-woo! Forget those two and talk with us. I can’t stand their level.”
“Hey! Shin Bin-seon!”
“Are you stupid? Didn’t you hear what I said earlier? Jin-ho oppa invited us here to feed us opportunities.”
Jung Jin-woo raised an eyebrow.
She’s struggling now, but in about ten years, Node Group will soar.
With someone that sharp taking over, it was inevitable.
“Oh…”
“So that’s what you meant?”
Only then did realization dawn on their faces.
“Pathetic… What do they even teach you at home? Think bigger. Even market stall ladies have better instincts. Do you only chew after it’s put in your mouth? Can’t you grab what’s right in front of you?”
“Shin Bin-seon!”
“You’re trying too hard.”
Shin Bin-seon shook her head, then suddenly turned back to Jung Jin-woo.
“Here’s my contact. Call me anytime if you need anything.”
Her expression changed instantly into a bright smile as she handed him her business card.
“Ah, yes…”
“I look forward to working with you.”
“Same here.”
Now understanding the situation, Gu Hyung-woo and Jung Hyun-moo handed over their cards as well.
Even Choi Ki-cheon hesitated, then…
“P-please take care of me too.”
He finally handed over his card.
Jung Jin-woo glanced at Lee Jin-ho, who was grinning mischievously.
After that, they spent a long time discussing global market trends and variables.
They shared insights on new business success and strategies.
The core topic was Gold Coin, and they kept asking Jung Jin-woo for advice.
He answered sincerely, and every time he spoke, they listened intently.
“Korea’s future is bright.”
He hadn’t expected third- and fourth-generation chaebols to study this hard and exchange ideas like this.
Just as the conversation was wrapping up—
“Mr. Jung Jin-woo, I have a proposal. Would you be willing to attend our gatherings regularly?”
“Pardon?”
“You’ve probably figured out what kind of group this is. Sometimes very important things happen here. With you joining, it could become even more interesting.”
“Jin-ho! You should ask for our approval first!”
Choi Ki-cheon protested, but Shin Bin-seon smirked.
“There he goes again.”
“You think so too? We need agreement before adding someone.”
“No, I mean you’re trying too hard. Jin-ho oppa will handle it.”
“W-what?”
“Think a little. How many people in Korea want to join this group? And Jin-ho oppa is inviting him personally. Why do you think that is?”
Choi Ki-cheon’s eyes widened.
“Thank you, but I’m just an ordinary office worker…”
“Then at least come occasionally. We’d really like that.”
Choi Ki-cheon still looked clueless, but the others nodded, watching Jung Jin-woo.
“Alright. I’ll come again if I get the chance. I should get going now. Thank you for inviting me.”
“I’ll have someone drive you—”
“No, it’s fine. I’ll go myself.”
He bowed slightly and left.
Everyone silently watched his back until he disappeared.
“Is he the one?”
Gu Hyung-woo spoke first.
“Yeah… probably.”
“I only realized after seeing his watch. I thought it was fake…”
Jung Hyun-moo muttered.
“Watch? What are you talking about?”
Choi Ki-cheon frowned.
“Just stop talking nonsense and follow my lead.”
“I swear…”
He grumbled, but the others only looked at him like he was hopeless.
Through Vice Chairman Go Yoon-seok, he had instructed them to approach the five slowly.
“Understood. I’ll contact them one by one.”
With Jerome Musso setting Gold Coin globally, it would settle naturally.
But Korea might move faster.
Early entry always brought the biggest gains.
“Team Leader Jung Jin-woo! Come to the lab for a moment. – Manager Oh Gong-tae”
Near noon, a message came.
“What’s this?”
‘Team Leader Jung Jin-woo,’ ‘come to the lab’… It sounded stiff, but—
Right. A department head calling a team leader.
“I’ll go to the lab. Manager Oh is calling me.”
“Okay… but it’s almost lunchtime.”
“Go ahead without me.”
He smiled at Ji Jeong-eun and headed upstairs.
Knock knock.
“Oh, why knock? Use your card.”
“It didn’t work.”
“It should now. You’re important.”
Inside, the lab was empty.
“Where is everyone?”
“Sent them to eat.”
The door shut.
“Sorry for calling you, hyung. But I had to show you this.”
Oh Gong-tae grinned.
“Show me what?”
“Come.”
Inside a smaller room were two large split monitors.
“Sit. Try this.”
He handed over an HMD.
Suddenly, a hospital room appeared.
Doctors, nurses, men in black suits.
And a familiar face—
Hwang Jung-min from the movie “New World.”
He was standing inside the death scene of Jung Chung.
Right there.
As if he were actually present.
Jung Jin-woo ripped off the headset.
“What… is this?”
“This is what I made.”
“Oh Gong-tae grinned proudly.
“You turned ‘New World’ into VR?”
“No. I converted 2D into 3D VR.”
“…What?”
“This means any movie or drama can be experienced from inside.”
“…This makes no sense.”
“You can even enter as a character. Change the story.”
“…You’re insane.”
This was technology at least 20 years ahead.
Yet it was real.
“I can’t commercialize it yet.”
“Why not?”
“It needs money. A lot of it.”
“How much?”
“One or two sheets.”
“200 million?”
He shook his head.
“2 billion?”
Still no.
“…200 billion?”
“2 trillion.”
“…2 trillion?”
“Yeah.”
“Why aren’t you shocked?”
“Why should I be?”
“It’s 2 trillion!”
“So?”
“React properly!”
Jung Jin-woo smirked.
“You underestimated me.”
He already had 2 trillion from selling Gold Coin.
“If I give you 2 trillion, can you complete it?”
“….”
Oh Gong-tae’s face went pale.
“Answer me. Can you do it?”
“I can… but hyung… who are you? Do you really have 2 trillion? Are you a chaebol?”
“A chaebol? Don’t be ridiculous.”
He laughed.