Investor That Can See The Future

Chapter 417

A cafe in Garosu-gil, Gangnam.

The eyes of the men drinking coffee turned to one table. There were three women and a man sitting there.

One looked like a middle school student. He has a small and cute face, his eyes are round like a rabbit, and he wears glasses large enough to cover half of his face due to poor eyesight. The other one looks classy in a stylish outfit. The slender face and clear features were so perfect that there was nowhere to go. And the last one is a lively white woman with her short hair.

No one knew about her, but she was the first, the most popular webtoon writer on Neo Teen, the second daughter of the president of CL Chem, and the third, a Norwegian princess.

All three are pretty, but among them, Hana Yang’s appearance was unique. Her men as well as women looked at her with her eyes mixed with her jealousy and envy.

‘I want to walk even on a horse.’

The problem was the man sitting at the same table.

Black horn-rimmed glasses that were in full swing with a slightly chubby physique. He is wearing jeans and a T-shirt that can be sold at SPA stores.

He really was an extremely ordinary man you could see anywhere.

The men whispered in small voices.

“What the hell is he?”

“You just look like a white beast.”

“Then why are you having fun talking to those girls?”

“All the women are smiling. Do you have any feelings for him?”

“Brother, that bastard is smiling too.”

“Leave it. Let’s see something fun.”

“Do you have a lot of money?”

“surely… … .”

Surprisingly, it was correct.

They can’t even imagine, but the man sitting at the table next to him was the second richest man in the world. Even the oil-rich people in the Middle East were nothing compared to their poor neighbors.

While everyone was watching, a young man in his late 20s stood up.

His name is Yongjun. His occupation is Capria TV popular BJ.

Did I say that a courageous man gets a beauty?

His gaze was fixed on both sides from before. It bothers her that she smiles at the man she’s with, but… … .

‘Aren’t I much better than an otaku like that?’

* * *

Originally, this place was for Min Ha-young to discuss webtoon stories with Oh Tae-gyu. Therefore, the theme was still lost fantasy.

Anneke said with a bright smile.

“I’m enjoying your webtoon, sister. It was so much fun. All my school friends say it’s fun. I’m also working hard on that star rating.”

Min Ha-Young blushed slightly.

“Ah… … Go, thank you.”

One sheep stuck her tongue inside her.

‘When did this princess learn Korean like this?’

Anneke was not shy at school, and naturally got along with her peers. As a result, she learned to speak quickly. Besides, she could speak Japanese to some extent, so she could learn Korean with the same word order faster.

Thanks to this, it is now possible to communicate at any level. My pronunciation was still a bit sloppy, but it made me feel cuter.

Most of all, it bothered me to add ‘oppa’ at the end of every word. Since when did Norwegians start taking titles like older brother or younger brother?

‘I don’t even call you oppa.’

It was a mistake.

I should have changed my title from ‘Taek-gyu’ to ‘Taek-gyu oppa’ earlier. Would it be too strange to come and call you like that now?

Although I received quick education (?) about Lost Fantasy, it was difficult to follow the flow of the conversation as the story progressed in depth.

‘I was so relieved that I saw the ending. I have to go to the job and clear it one more time.’

One of them brought up a topic she knew well.

“I heard they were building a data center this time,” she said.

“Yes. Shigeru Ong said he needed his own server for VRMMORPG. You have to prepare in advance. For now, Lost Fantasy M and Online will continue to be serviced by ZWB as it is.”

He said it was nothing, but it was a huge project.

The world’s attention was focused and the stock prices of AMZ and Microsoft fluctuated as important customers were expected to leave.

Experts poured out predictions that OTK Company could enter the cloud service market in the future.

“Isn’t the location decided yet?”

“I am looking. When it comes to building, there are many places that will tell you to come.”

said Anneke.

“How about Norway, brother?”

In a data center, temperature management is important. A server running 24 hours a day radiates tremendous heat.

A tremendous amount of power is consumed to dissipate this heat and cool the interior.

However, if the data center is built in a cold area, it becomes easier to control the heat. So, recently, research on how to build a data center under the sea is also being studied.

Taehyung nodded his head.

“Hmm, I’ll be fine. I’ll talk to Jinhoo once.”

While we were chatting over coffee and juice, a man approached the table.

“Excuse me. Is it okay for a second?”

He was a tall and handsome young man. In fact, he has a lot of female subscribers for his handsome looks.

At the sudden appearance of an outsider, Min Ha-young slightly shrugged her shoulders, one of the sheep showed an annoyed expression, and Anne-Ke expressed curiosity.

“Who?”

Yongjun was more famous than most celebrities in his 20s and 30s, and his monthly income easily exceeded 100 million won.

When I talk to women, most of them shout and rejoice as if they had met even a celebrity, but unfortunately, the people at this table don’t seem to have much interest in Internet broadcasting.

Yongjun introduced himself.

“Good morning. This is Yongjun who is doing BJ on Capria TV.”

Taehyung recognized him.

“Ah! That BJ Yongjun. I know.”

But Anneke was very surprised.

“Yes? Do you play BJ? really?”

Yongjun smiled.

“Yes. BJ.”

‘Hey, it’s natural to be surprised.’

A successful BJ is an envy job. In particular, if it’s BJ Yongjun, it was in the top ten on Capria TV. Not long ago, the popular girl group Girl’s Day appeared on his broadcast to promote a new song.

Anneke asked, perplexed.

“I’m a man, how can I do BJ… … ?”

In the early days of Capri TV, there were many pretty female BJs. That’s why even now, when I say BJ, I think of women a lot.

he said proudly.

“Is there a law that says you can’t BJ just because you’re a man? Women’s BJ skills are excellent, but I think men’s BJ skills are no less than that. On the contrary, there are parts that I can do better as a man.”

Anneke was convinced by his words.

“Well. Because tastes are different.”

“right.”

There were two reasons for the subtle discrepancy in the conversation.

Yong-jun didn’t notice, but Taek-gyu knew why Anneke was so surprised and smiled inside.

The first is the difference in the interpretation of certain words, and the second is because Anneke is not yet familiar with Korean.

Taek-gyu said hello and asked with a serious expression.

“It’s really not easy for a man to do BJ, but he’s amazing.”

“Haha, no. It’s something I love to do.”

Taehyung nodded his head.

“Wow, you seem to like doing BJ.”

Yongjun was a man who took pride in his job.

“of course. It’s my job. I always enjoy doing it.”

“Oh, you enjoy BJ. No one can beat the one who enjoys it.”

“of course. I do my best every time I do it.”

Taehyung continued to ask.

“Then BJ must be very good.”

“I think I do as much as others, but I still have a long way to go.”

“You are so humble. I think Yongjun is the best for BJ.”

Yongjun was embarrassed and waved his hand.

“Ugh, no. There are many people who do BJ better than me.”

Taek-gyu raised his thumbs up.

“What do you mean? BJ is Yongjun. Yongjun is BJ. You’re the best on Capria TV. Truly the best BJ.”

“Thank you.”

‘Why do you lift me up like this? Are you my fan?’

Yongjun gained even more confidence.

Anneke asked Taek-gyu.

“What is Capria TV, brother?”

“Internet live broadcasting platforms like A-Tube. If you go on the internet, you can see this guy here doing BJ.”

“Haha, that’s right. Not to brag, but a few days ago, I hit 1 million subscribers.”

Anneke was more than surprised.

“You’re broadcasting it live on the internet!?”

Yongjun didn’t understand.

‘Why are you so surprised? Are you from a country without internet broadcasting?’

Anneke said admiringly.

“Mom, I didn’t know. Is Korea that open? It’s not easy even in Norway. In Korea, that was possible.”

Taek-gyu nodded his head for nothing.

“It’s an advanced Internet country.”

“Well, it is. I heard that Korea was also legalized recently.”

Taek-gyu looked at him again and asked.

“But what are you doing?”

In their conversation, Yongjun felt something strange, but anyway, he came here for one purpose.

He said looking at the sheep.

“I’ve been watching you since before, and the people in your party are so pretty. I like it so much, can you give me your contact information?”

Before one of the sheep could say anything, she asked Anne Kee with a puzzled look.

“Do you like Hana sister? Does that mean she likes you?”

In this case, it is better to go out without taking it off.

He nodded.

“That’s right. You are my ideal type.”

“Why?”

“Why… … ?”

“You like men.”

“I am? No, why do I like men?”

Anneke said with an innocent expression.

“You are gay.”

This time, it was Yong-jun’s turn to panic.

“Yes? Crab, gay?”

“You said you were doing BJ.”(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

“Oh, yes. I do BJ. Why? … .”

I don’t know why this misunderstanding occurred, but somehow I had to clear it up.

Yongjun looked at Yang Hana and said.

“Oh, that’s a misunderstanding. I’m never gay. I don’t like men either.”

One of the sheep shook her head.

“I don’t care if you’re gay or not, go back.”

“Then give me your phone number… … .”

One of the sheep let her sigh into her.

It’s not the first time she’s been through something like this when she walks around alone. If he refuses in a good way, he thinks he has a crush on him, and he keeps pushing him, and if he rejects him badly, he gets angry or swears behind his back.

I want to tell him to turn it off, but I can’t do that in the presence of Oh Taek-gyu.

When one of the sheep raised her hand slightly, the plainclothes bodyguards sitting at a table near her got up quickly and blocked Yong-jun in front.

“Go over there.”

“Come on, wait. What are you guys?”

Yongjun shouted as if being dragged away.

“I am not gay! I like girls! I’m not gay! I like girl!”

Anneke tilted her head.

“Aren’t you gay?”

Taek-gyu explained to Anneke, who didn’t know English.

“In Korea, people who broadcast on the Internet are called BJs. It’s short for Moderator, or Broadcasting Jockey, and feels like a streamer or creator.”

Anneke, who only then understood, nodded his head.

“Ah! That’s right. For some reason, I thought it was strange to say that I do BJ with confidence. In Korea, that’s what BJ meant. It must have been a big misunderstanding.”

Min Ha-young opened her eyes like that.

“What do you mean? Are there any other BJs?”

“In foreign countries, it is usually used in a different sense.”

“What?”

“Search.”

Min Ha-young, who was doing a search on her smartphone, was startled and dropped her phone on the table.

“No, that’s absurd. BJ is a blow… … .”

Taek-gyu reached out his hand and covered her mouth.

“Huh. up to there.”

Min Ha-young’s face suddenly turned bright red.

Hana Yang looked at it and thought.

‘Is this sister pretending to be naive, is she really naive?’