Chapter 52 : Ts media now… …

Team Leader Lee Jong-han’s eyes sparkled as he watched SeongWon’s broadcast replay on the large monitor.

The monitor showed SeongWon announcing a three-day hiatus after her achievement.

Lee Jong-han lightly clapped his hands in admiration.

“Wow. Look at this. Huh? The boldness! The decisiveness! Announcing a three-day break right after achieving a

world first twice in a row!”

Lee Jong-han turned his head to look at his team members.

“This is the attitude our team should learn. Don’t you think? We also need to, huh? Set the internet on fire, like this.

Hotly!”

In reality, pouring oil and setting fire to public opinion isn’t something to be described with words like ‘boldness’ or

‘decisiveness.’ It’s ultimately not much different from saying, ‘I’ll reveal it in 60 seconds.’

So, in a typical company, the team members’ eyes would have gone cold as they looked at their team leader.

They would have thought that their team leader was crazy about promotion, showing an example of excessive loyalty,

commonly known as bootlicking, even though the target of his flattery wasn’t even present.

However, TS Media wasn’t a typical company.

Its employees weren’t typical either.

“You’re right. Absolutely right.”

“She’s truly amazing. Setting public opinion ablaze again.”

“She just pulled that off right after some incredibly focused gameplay? Wow, no one can touch her in live streaming

anymore.”

If anything, TS Media was closer to the utopia envisioned by the first Grand Duke of the Northern Lands from way

back when.

Naturally, this isn’t talking about Yi Seong-gye.

That’s way too long ago.

The Northern Grand Duke being referred to here is the latest version.

The hunchbacked monarch who advocated for meat and rice for his people, a powerful nation, and Songun politics.

“Hey! ‘Anymore’? The Chairman has always been amazing!”

“Oh dear, oh dear. To realize such an obvious truth so late. Mr. Kim, your ideology is suspicious.”

“I’ll self-criticize!”

The true nature of TS Media was the ‘paradise on earth’ that the Northern Grand Duke’s family had been advocating

for since his great-grandfather’s time.

Overwhelming benefits!

Unimaginable salaries!

There are no employees wondering, ‘What’s left if they give us so much? Won’t the company go bankrupt?’ TS

Media’s employees all know how deep SeongWon’s pockets are.

They don’t work overtime. Well, they’re not asked to, to begin with.

Since the company wasn’t created for profit, there’s no need to grind people down for great results.

Such things are evil deeds done by ‘corporations’ and the like.

…To be blunt, TS Media wasn’t a corporation.

There’s not even any competition for promotions.

On the contrary, the higher-ups are the ones getting overworked, so the employees don’t want to get promoted. You

can see this just by looking at how CEO Cha and Director Park, who claims to be his closest aide, are getting ground

down.

If you’re lower down, your working hours are shorter, and you can work from home if you have a reason, so why

bother getting promoted?

Of course, they’ve been coming to work about twice as long as usual for the past month… but surprisingly, even that

is still less time than other companies’ overtime work.

They received plenty of overtime pay, anyway.

“Chairman! We will defend you to the death!”

“Subscribe! Like! Set notifications!”

Therefore, the employees had a strong sense of loyalty, or perhaps party spirit… in any case, their ideology was firmly

established.

The real Northern Grand Duke wasn’t from a romance fantasy novel, so he oppressed his people and practiced the

ancestral atomic alchemy until a popular uprising broke out and he died as soon as the President’s field army,

advocating for the restoration of lost territories and a northern expedition, crossed the border.

However, SeongWon has gifted her people with paradise on earth, so there’s no need to worry about any rebellions.

There was no President trying to invade TS Media either, so SeongWon’s paradise on earth will be eternal.

Team Leader Lee Jong-han and his team members chanted slogans about defending SeongWon to the death and

following her leadership to become the best in the world.

This wasn’t something that happened only in the Ego Searching Team.

Surprise worship and praise for SeongWon, combined with the sound of the company’s official slippers, the Ttu-

bang-ttu-bang-ppyoek-ppyoek-kong-kong shoes, resonated throughout the office….

* * *

Of course, it’s not like SeongWon wasn’t making any money.

SeongWon isn’t someone tied down by the money the evil Lord God threw at her as a settlement.

‘If I become the world’s best broadcaster using only that money, wouldn’t I still be under the Lord God’s influence?’

At least, that’s what SeongWon thought.

So, SeongWon used that money as a foundation to make more money. Because that’s how she could escape the Lord

God’s control.

‘Once I double the initial 27 trillion, can’t I just donate all the money I received from that Lord God bastard?’

That was SeongWon’s genuine thought, if it could be called one.

She consciously eliminated any thoughts like, ‘Isn’t that still using the money the Lord God gave you?’ It was better to

spend an extra hour broadcasting than to waste time on such pointless thoughts.

That’s why ‘Top Star Inc.’ was important.

So was its head, David Kim.

“…Hm?”

Noticing that David Kim, who had come for the weekly report, didn’t look well, SeongWon narrowed her eyes.

‘Is there something wrong?’

Sensing something amiss, SeongWon quickly got up.

“…Chairman, something’s strange about the company.”

As SeongWon expected, David Kim reported a shocking truth.

‘Something’s wrong with Top Star?’

That would be a headache.

SeongWon asked urgently.

“What’s wrong?”

“Uh, um.”

David Kim rolled his eyes and ran his right hand over his face. Soon, he murmured with a gloomy expression.

“Well… it’s strange in many ways.”

From his expression and heart rate, SeongWon could tell that this wasn’t intentional on David Kim’s part.

Perhaps it was embezzlement or breach of trust by a subordinate, or unintentional but significant losses, something

of that sort.

SeongWon decided to calm David Kim down first.

“Calm down and tell me. I won’t scold you too harshly.”

Only then did David Kim close his eyes.

Then, as if he had awakened the blood of a loyal Korean patriot flowing through his body, he declared with a look of a

righteous martyr.

“It’s strange that I have to wear these to enter the company, Chairman.”

Only then did SeongWon look down.

David Kim was wearing Ttu-bang-ttu-bang-ppyoek-ppyoek-kong-kong slippers.

The problem was, SeongWon didn’t know why that was a problem.

“Why?”

At her reaction, David Kim wiped his face and thought.

‘It’s over, this company has been consumed by slippers.’

Actually, since it wasn’t a company in the first place, it wasn’t strange for it to be consumed by slippers or something.

Even CEO Cha had already reached enlightenment and was enjoying the situation. He had already entered the ‘As

long as we make some money, it’s a company, right?’ mode.

Only David Kim didn’t understand.

‘Elite financier’ that he was, he refused to accept this illogical, nonexistent entity of ‘something shaped like a

company’ that wasn’t a company.

“…Never mind. Here’s the weekly report.”

“So, there’s nothing wrong with Top Star?”

“Yes, that’s right. There’s nothing wrong with ‘Top Star.’”

SeongWon missed the desperate implication in his words.

It wasn’t that she was oblivious, but rather that she hadn’t forced the Ttu-bang-ttu-bang slippers on anyone.

SeongWon believed her employees wore them because they liked them.

She also didn’t know that this kind of thing shouldn’t happen in a company. She would have had to have worked in a

company to know.

An orphaned middle school graduate couldn’t get a job at a company. This was ‘common sense’ in present-day South

Korea. Ironically, the fact that they were still drafted into the military was even more contradictory.

“Then it’s fine.”

While David Kim sighed inwardly again, SeongWon blinked as she looked at the weekly report.

“David.”
“Yes, Chairman.”

“What’s this?”

Only then did David Kim remember why he had been so mentally exhausted. He had returned with a proud victory

report, but his home base, so to speak, was all Ttu-bang-ttu-bang.

“Well, the profits… are quite… high. I didn’t expect this much, but it worked out well. Haha.”

“…Is this ‘quite high’?”

SeongWon looked at David Kim with a dumbfounded expression. David Kim was a little touched. It meant his

accomplishments were so great that they momentarily stunned the owner!

Of course, SeongWon wasn’t stunned in that sense.

‘…Is this possible? What kind of scam did he pull?’

Did she have to believe that he made 1 trillion won in a week?

Of course, it wasn’t impossible.

With the magic of ‘coins,’ a time-honored global scam that started in 2009.

“…So, you’re saying some game money increased in value? Some game called Bit, something? And you sold it and

made close to 1 trillion won?”

“No, it’s not related to games. Well, not entirely unrelated, I suppose. To explain coins, I’d first have to explain

blockchain technology…”

After listening to David’s rough explanation, which ‘sounded like a scam,’ SeongWon nodded seriously.

She still didn’t understand.

Honestly, she had been studying finance, but it was still a difficult subject for her. SeongWon thought it was because

she was more of an arts and physical education person. After all, cutting people down was also physical, so it counted

as physical education, right?

But she didn’t need to understand.

“Well, if you made money, it’s good.”

SeongWon didn’t know finance, but she knew physics.

She also knew a bit of magic, and somehow, she knew a bit about politics and management. She had even learned

otherworldly theology because of the cardinal and bishops constantly whining next to her.

And the answer she came up with after combining all that knowledge was…

“David.”

“Yes, Chairman.”

“Do you want 5% of Top Star?”

First, she needed to keep David Kim close, so close that he was not just in her pocket, but in her heart.

At her offer, David Kim blinked twice, slapped himself, and then fainted.

CEO Cha, passing by the meeting room, saw David Kim collapsing and glared at SeongWon as if asking if she had

done it again before running away. This became a small, unknown secret.