"Arica?"
"Yes, our headquarters are in Manhattan, New York."
"You're Korean, sir?"
At the age of 36, the young Sun Jeong-ui, whose Japanese na was Sun Masayoshi, looked at the middle-aged Korean man, Oh Se-hyun, who spoke English and Japanese fluently, with a sense of wonder, tilting his head repeatedly.
"Yes. Our investnt firm's capital is from Korea, but we mainly invest in Arican companies and Hollywood movies."
"So, if you were to invest, you would use dollars...?"
"Well, that would be according to the CEO's preference."
"But how did you know about our SoftBank?"
"Our company also holds a significant amount of Microsoft shares. That's why we receive quarterly reports. Suddenly, the Japanese performance started to shine, which piqued our interest."
"Oh...!"
Having a common connection during negotiations was quite an advantage. It helped ease the tension because you were no longer dealing with a stranger but soone familiar.
"Are you coming from the United States right now?"
"No, I ca from Korea."
"That's fortunate."
A faintly amused smile.
Oh Se-hyun bit his lip, sensing that a negative reaction might co.
"Since you ca from a nearby place, I feel less guilty. As I ntioned via fax, we currently do not need external investnts."
"So, that's why I ca, to convince you, Mr. Sun."
"Hmm... I'm sorry if I didn't convey my thoughts accurately through writing. We will not accept any investnt under any conditions. This stance will not change..."
"I'll offer ten tis."
Sun Jeong-ui couldn't continue his words due to Oh Se-hyun unexpectedly throwing out a condition. Moreover, it was a radical proposal, offering ten tis the investnt.
However, Oh Se-hyun spoke with a feeling of swallowing poison. He wanted to pick those words back up if he could.
"Why the hell is the offer this huge? You can't deceive the bloodline."
"Gambling makes people lose their reason. Don't you think so?"
"How would you know that? Are you the one gambling away your money at school?"
In this conglorate, he had seen countless people lose their reason due to gambling. They would throw away hundreds of billions and embezzle the company's funds to cover their losses.
When caught in embezzlent investigations by the prosecution, they flee abroad and return to indulge in casinos again. After appeasing the prosecutin, they repeatedly return ho burdened with gambling debts.
Those people can quit drugs, but they can't quit gambling because they have too much money.
"At our school, no one carries coins. We don't even carry bills under 10,000 won. It's all about cards."
"Really? People from different backgrounds are indeed different. But how do you plan to make it through gambling? Are you going to play poker with the SoftBank CEO?"
"Yes. Let's try a race."
"A race?"
"We'll start with a tenfold increase in the purchase price of SoftBank stocks."
"What? Oh, no. Go on."
Oh Sehyun, who was surprised, had a face he hadn't seen in a long ti.
"From then on, we'll keep adding fivefold. Fifteen, twenty tis, twenty-five tis... But you must let them know in advance that you can stop at any ti. And when you stop, the negotiation ends right there. It can't be reversed... Isn't this gambling?"
"That guy Son Jeong-ui, he'll be running in circles, won't he? Ha ha ha."
Oh Sehyun laughed loudly, but his laughter didn't last long.
"That sounds reasonable, but don't forget the purpose. If he agrees at twenty tis, we might incur losses. No, even at ten tis, we might incur losses. Our goal is investnt profit, not the acquisition of SoftBank."
"I plan to race up to fifty tis."
He was surprised by the ntion of ten tis, but not by fifty tis. He just had an absurd expression on his face.
"Don't make that face. Dell Computer has already exceeded a hundredfold. SoftBank stocks could also beco a hundredfold."
"Is that so? SoftBank isn't a manufacturer. It's just a distributor. A hundredfold? You could lose all your money."
"We can't just put the other party on the gambling table and walk away. Isn't there no such thing as playing poker alone? We'll see how it ends."
Oh Sehyun got up from his seat without saying anything.
"Because you have a strong gambling luck, try this race once. I'll raise the stakes. But Do-Jun."
"Yes."
"The end of gambling is a downfall. Rember that." A calm voice.
It wasn't the image of the CEO of an investnt firm but rather that of a close friend of his father.
"This will be the last ti. Until I beco an adult."
Oh Sehyun nodded lightly.
"W-what are you doing now?"
"I'll give you a fifteenfold increase. Oh, one more thing to ntion first. If I stand up from this chair, I won't look back. Also, there was no offer in the first place. Twenty tis!"
While Oh Sehyun remained composed, Son Jeong-ui's fingertips trembled.
"Twenty-five tis."
"Okay, hold on!"
Oh Sehyun, being a person with a considerable amount of betting money, knows a thing or two about leading a race. He also knows that you shouldn't give the opponent ti to think. You have to keep pushing relentlessly to cover the losses and force a surrender.
"Thirty tis."
"...."
Right at this mont, the opponent's trembling hand stopped. Breaking the rules of the ga restored calmness. It was definitely unusual.
It was difficult to understand the aning of this calmness.
Was he gauging Oh Sehyun's betting amount, or did he genuinely not want to invest... What was it?
"Thirty-five tis."
Again, silence.
Oh Sehyun picked up the briefcase he had placed next to his chair. It was filled with cash.
But it didn't work. Oh Sehyun continued the race, and Son Jeong-ui maintained his poker face, as if to see how far Son Jeong-ui would go.
"Fifty tis."
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