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Chapter 116

Episode 116: The 3 Million Dollar Man (4)

San Bruno.

It is a city between downtown San Francisco and San Mateo and forms the satellite city district of San Francisco along with Dali City and Brisbane.

The reason why this city, which has no distinctive features other than the nearby San Francisco International Airport and the Golden Gate National Cemetery to the north of the city, remains in the minds of people.

This is because this is where the headquarters of YoTube, a content hosting website that opened in 2005, is located.

And today.

[The 1st Yotube Worldwide Quiz Contest]

The red carpet was laid out at the Yotube Convention Center located within the Yotube headquarters complex.

OK.

“Do not push! I've been here three hours before today!"

“Hey, what do you mean, I’ve been here since dawn?”

“Hey, then I’ve been here since last night!”

"I···."

Reporters waiting in front of the headquarters began to rush in and compete for seats.

The time is now 13:20.

Since the start time of the event predicted by Yotube is getting closer, it is to get a good spot to take a picture even a little.

As a journalist, this is something you can understand.

As the difference between photos taken in good places and photos that are not good was clear, this level of nerve warfare was commonplace.

But.

"Ha... this selfish jap..."

"what? what did you say now! Let's see, let's see, a Mexican mutt..."

The competition has its limits.

What started as a little nervous battle at first started to become more and more intense.

“Hey @$#@#$!”

“Oh, $#@& go!”

Then, Washington Post reporter Daniel Kim, who was watching the scene, shook his head and left the group.

even.

“It’s a bitch. After all, all those cheap clicky guys disgrace all journalists? is not it?"

He scoffed in a disgruntled tone.

People around him nodded his head.

It was because most of the people who wanted to get a good seat on the red carpet were freelancers, or, in other words, freelancers who were actually just paparazzi.

“Well, those chiddlers, photos are money.”

One of those who had taken a step back from the mess tapped Daniel's shoulder as if to understand.

“That’s right, but I don’t know what the contest was about so far. No, by the way, the prize money of about 3 million dollars is not common, right? What is it that makes such a fuss if you only bet 3 million dollars in a field where hundreds of millions of dollars are exploding just by looking at Mega Millions or the Super Bowl?”

Daniel said with a look of disbelief.

Then he opened his mouth with a pathetic expression on the woman next to him.

“Oh my God, you idiot Danny! That's a lottery ticket. And do you really think this contest is just this far? If you really think that way, maybe you'll get another seat at the Washington Post in San Francisco soon?"

Daniel's face turned bright red upon hearing Ellie's words.

"No... Ellie is a bit harsh."

"at all. If you want to continue living as a journalist, access Yotube with your useless phone right now. Then you will agree right away?”

“Just try not to. Then I won’t be alone.”

Daniel connected to Yotube and connected the contest to the broadcast.

OK.

An unbelievable sight unfolded in his eyes.[Number of users: 15,060,782 people]

[Comment 1: It's finally starting! Republic of Korea Fighting!]

[Comment 2: ↑ Sorry (ごめん) The winner is our Japanese car]

[Comment 3: What kind of Nagasaki Champon are you talking about? Winning is, of course, our Texas.

[Comment 4: Texas haha. Then I wish the Confederacy a victory]

[Comment 5: I think Manchukuo is the winner...]

[Comment 5: Get rid of the savage Yankees and Chong Cheng Chong. The championship is ours in Russia! Russian Ura!]

Millions of comments on the broadcast alone.

There was also a chat room that was being updated like crazy, so I didn't even dare to read it.

Even if the broadcast did not go off, it could be seen that Yotube's server management ability shines.

Daniel Kim put down his phone with a puzzled expression.

He then opened his mouth with a dismayed expression.

“Crazy, is this even possible?”

“That’s why I woke up in the morning and didn’t check what I did. 3 million dollars? It doesn't matter at all. What really matters is ripple power! Powerful content that can draw the attention of people all over the world!”

Ellie said with a triumphant expression.

One of the people who was watching it slowly opened his mouth.

“Let it go, Ellie. Danny would have known. By the way, have you all heard anything? Even if you poke around, everyone is holding up their thorns like a hedgehog... Let's share some information with each other."

But everyone just shook their heads and looked at each other.

It seems like everyone hasn't heard of it.

The tight security on the Yotube side seemed to be working.

But.

“Um… I heard something about Hana…”

As there is no perfect shield in the world, a reporter in the corner scratched his chin and opened his mouth.

Then people's eyes turned to him.

“Cohen, what are you doing? Let’s share some.”

"okay. give me some info I will pay you back later.”

Cohen, who looked at people's earnest gaze, puts on a worried expression for a moment.

Then he opened his mouth as if he had made a decision.

“Then do you all owe me a drink? Understand?"

People nodded without saying a word.

“Damn it, as long as the information is clear, I will buy whiskey or cognac.”

“I have everything from sake to shochu!”

“I can’t drink, so I’ll have a meal instead.”

Cohen began to open her mouth with a satisfied look.

“Oh, I won’t have to worry about drinking for a while. Well, that's not a lot of information. Do you know who collected 7 hearts in this qualifier?”

“...you know that the pervert who got all those damn problems right is Korean. The problem is that we don’t know who out of 5 Koreans is that pervert.”

"right. No, other people brag about it by posting it on social media, but that person doesn't know anyone... Maybe that Korea isn't the South, but the North?

“Haha, Danny, your gag sense is the worst... the kind of gag that my grandfather did when he beat up the Nazis...”

"...isn't that just to be funny?"

Cohen, who had been listening to the reporters for a while, grinned and opened his mouth again.

“That person, I know.”

Then people looked at him holding their breath.

Cohen opened his mouth slowly.

“The person’s name is Kim Jun-young. He is 33 years old. He heard that he works at some hagwon, and he recently bought a building worth $2 million.”

“Two million dollars? What kind of professor are you?”

“No, you mean private education for high school and middle school students?”

People who heard Cohen started tapping on their phones.

It seemed that they were trying to deliver the information they received to the newspaper as quickly as possible.

Cohen, who looked at him, smiled and continued.

“And I know where he is now.”

In an instant, the hands of the people who were tapping the phone stopped.

“Where are you?”

Cohen slowly raised his hand and pointed to one.

“Right there.”

Then there.

There was a man who had just opened the car door and came out.

* * *

quiver-

after the car has stopped.

“Senior Kim. Before you get off, I have one thing for you to do.”

Johnson stopped me from getting off immediately.

“You tell me.”

“Um…that is, people other than the people in the company do not yet know that Sunsaengnim is a perfect scorer. So, I want you to protect the big things... It's because it's not the time to open yet."

Johnson said in a cautious tone.

Oh, what else do I say?

If that's the case, I knew it, even if I didn't have to say it.

Because of that, let alone meet other Korean contenders, I couldn't even get out of the hotel room.

"all right. Is there anything else to be careful about?”

I nod my head and say

“Yeah! None at all. Shall we start with the tea crumbs?”

Johnson laughs, revealing his white teeth.

But.

widely-

As soon as I got out of the car.

“Mr. Kim! How does it feel to be the only perfect scorer in the world?”

“I heard you say you own a $2 million building, is that true?

“Do you think you can get three million dollars?

“Kim! Just say one thing!”

Johnson's pleas were shattered.

Reporters filled my eyes.

Seeing them around me like a flock of hungry wolves, I was a little perplexed.

‘No, no one will know?’

I turn my head slightly to look at Johnson.

'ruined.'

I saw Johnson's face.

Apparently, Johnson didn't expect this to happen either.

but what

‘Because reporters are not the only ones sticking with me.’

I looked around.

“Genji-san. I heard that it was your first time in America, what do you think? Do you think it's a better place to live than Japan?

“Well, the United States is a good place to be, but I think Japan is the best place to live because of the four distinct seasons. So, after winning, I plan to return home immediately.”

The other contenders were also seen clinging to the reporters.

‘Of course, everyone else seems to be their own reporters.’

So, I didn't think the whole schedule would be disrupted just because I had an interview here.

‘You seem to know everything anyway, but you don’t need to give me a bad image by refusing an interview.’

After organizing my thoughts, I slowly opened my mouth.

“I am not good at English. Please forgive me for not being able to respond for a long time.”

OK.

“Oh, no. Thank you for agreeing to the interview.”

The reporters looked at me with interest.

I was fortunate to have studied English after graduating from college.

‘If it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t have said a word.’

After that, a few simple questions came and went.

The questions were mainly about my job, my wealth, and my appearance on TV.

and after a while.

“Now, let me ask you one last question. Mr Kim. What percentage do you think your chances of winning this competition are? As you know, the people who passed the preliminaries this time were really great people.”

A slightly different question flew by.

“Are they great?”

when i ask

The reporter looked surprised, as if he didn't know.

even.

“Oh, yes, did you not know…? Finalists include mystery novel writer Egatha Fooks, trickster of the century Alexandre Benum and innovative CEO O'Brien Sten. Besides them, most of the other people are also Mensa members.”

He told the challengers in such detail that it felt verbose.

I nodded.

Obviously, there were people who could be called 'great people'.

However.

“Did you ask what percentage?”

Even so, I had no intention of curling my tail.

“Yeah, if you’re in trouble, don’t even tell me…”

Because for me already.

“It is 0.00001%.”

came into my hands.

“There is a chance that I will lose.”

Because victory was seen.