God of Money

Yoo Sona stood outside Woosung's room in shock.

What.

Just.

Happened?

The only answer was rejection.

She was rejected. Yoo Sona was one of the most popular actresses in the country with countless male fans. She couldn't believe this situation.

"I feel like he is lying to me…But then, he seems serious…"

After shaking her head in confusion, Yoo Sona walked towards the elevator. She stopped when she saw Lee Ari who was frowning at her.

Lee Ari thought distastefully.

'So the rumor was true.'

"Yoo Sona's popularity is because of her secret sponsor."

"She does sexual favors for many powerful men to keep her fame."

Lee Ari didn't want to believe Woosung was involved in this unsavory rumor, so she came to his floor to check it. What she saw was Yoo Sona coming out of his room.

'Whore.'

Lee Ari looked at her in fury. Yoo Sona understood what Lee Ari felt toward her. She had seen similar looks from other members of her idol group. Instead of cowering, Yoo Sona stood straight and walked confidently.

Lee Ari murmured quietly, "Without talent, you will end up losing everything eventually."

Yoo Sona heard it, but she walked away silently. If she reacted now, it would have been like she was confirming the rumors.

She entered the elevator and her eyes met Lee Ari's. Before the door closed, Yoo Sona said the line from her famous TV drama out loud.

"You were given everything, but I had to fight for every single thing I have. If you truly are a good person like everyone thinks then couldn't you let me have this for once?"

Lee Ari remembered this line well. This was the line from the TV drama that made Yoo Sona famous.

Before Lee Ari could respond, the door closed.

***

The city of Yushu.

Chalong, who was the owner of the fruit stall, wasn't feeling well today.

"Why is this broken?"

The photograph of his family placed on top of a shelf was on the floor in pieces.

"Is today going to be an unlucky day?"

He didn't want to go to work today, but he had no choice.

"I'm off to work, honey."

He said to his wife, who was busy with their 4-year-old son.

"Here is your lunch box."

She made his lunch from scratch every day. She was a good cook.

He grabbed the fruit wagon and started walking. He quickly began sweating as he pulled it up the hill.

When he finally arrived at the market and started arranging the fruits, he heard a loud noise.

It was indeed an unlucky day for him. The building in front of him suddenly started collapsing to the ground.

"Dammit…"

He swore and started running towards his house.

***

Woosung was visiting the Chinese companies he invested in. Woosung knew these companies would be successful in the future.

It was nice to see so many talented people working hard. He talked to them earnestly and gave helpful pieces of advice. They looked at him in awe.

DJI.

VIPshop.

Xiami.

Suddenly, Woosung's smartphone rang loudly.

"Hello, sir. Yes. Alright. I will get to it. Yes."

Woosung hung up and called his secretary. "Get the Red Angel Team involved right away and offer our building near the City of Yushu for use. Make a donation of 10 million dollars under the name of KND."

"Yes, sir."

His secretary bowed and disappeared.

The others asked Woosung, "What happened?"

"There has been an earthquake in Yushu city. It was in a 7.1 level. I am expecting many deaths, unfortunately…Probably thousands…"

Everyone looked at him in shock.

Hong Soobum asked, "How do you know that?"

"You can get environmental data from the UN and NASA. It contains a lot of information about what is happening on earth."

No one seemed to understand what he was saying.

Woosung continued, "I analyzed the data on past big earthquakes and was able to predict Yushu will be devastated by an earthquake. I expected it to happen sometime soon, and apparently, it was today. I told this to Mahwacin yesterday so he hadn't had the chance to get prepared for it, unfortunately."

"S…so?"

"So I ordered my building and supplies to be donated to help. I also ordered a large donation. We may have to cancel our opening ceremony tomorrow."

Jang Gwangchul was getting goosebumps. Hong Soobum kept starting at Woosung in surprise. Park Byungki still could not understand the situation.

"You are saying you predicted the earthquake based on the data?"

Before Woosung could answer, a car approached them quickly. It was a custom vehicle from the Chinese government.

"Please come with me. Mahwacin has requested your presence."

The driver opened the door for Woosung as he explained.

***

The city of Yushu.

Overa hundred disaster relief agents from Korea sat around in a hotel room and chatted.

"This is awesome. Nothing is happening right now and we will still get paid 5000 dollars for this trip. He must be a very rich man."

"Haha, I know. We got here on a private jet and get to tour China for free. This is an awesome job."

"I agree."

The room was filled with expensive equipment including helmets and first-aid kits.

"Our monthly salary is 4000 dollars plus we get paid 5000 dollars for every international trip. Kang Woosung must be a super rich guy."

"Haven't you heard of KND? It's the company that sells the popular cell phone. I guess he wants to do good deeds with all his money."

"Well, good for him."

Suddenly, one man's eyes widened.

"W…wait. Did you hear that?"

Their radios started to blink red as the order came in.

"Red Angel, Red Angel. Everyone needs to get ready for Protocol One."

"Red Angel, Red Angel. Everyone needs to get ready for Protocol One."

Over a hundred agents in red fire suit ran out of the hotel.

***

Woosung arrived at the government building in record time. Every car on the street recognized the government vehicle and moved aside for it to pass.

Mahwacin was standing outside the building waiting for Woosung.

"What is happening with the disaster relief team?"

Woosung replied, "I have ordered them to get to it right away. It's happening as we speak. The emergency supplies and donations will arrive soon too."

"Thank you so much. The government will show you our gratitude very soon."

"Haha, of course, we should help each other."

As they spoke, their phones rang nonstop. The TV nearby was reporting live about the disaster site. Many men wearing red fire suits were seen helping people in need.

However, no Chinese agents were seen yet.