Chapter 96: Investing in People

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  1. Bagel
    Bagel 31 March 2026

    Wait, if the MC did his study abroad, isn’t it a given he can speak English? Why did he need a translator? Is it because it was German or French and not English?

    1. KE1tea
      KE1tea Subscriber 5 August 2026

      i think he can still speak some english? iirc he used some when bayer same to visit.
      but he doesnt have the memories of jin hyuk from before the hospital so he probably lost the english with the memories

  2. Bagel
    Bagel 2 April 2026

    Chapter 97 is missing

    1. KE1tea
      KE1tea Subscriber 5 August 2026

      the next button is probably broken but i can get to chapter 97 from the index

      1. KE1tea
        KE1tea Subscriber 5 August 2026

        wait nvm

        1. KE1tea
          KE1tea Subscriber 5 August 2026

          yoo i got chapter 97

          When Hyun I‑soo arrived at the office, Park Jin‑hyuk and Na Min‑ho were already talking.
          Park Jin‑hyuk raised his hand in greeting toward Hyun I‑soo as he entered and told him to take a seat.
          Hyun I‑soo bowed, sat down on the sofa to Park Jin‑hyuk’s right, and looked at Na Min‑ho sitting across from him.

          He had come prepared to make allowances after hearing from Kim Jun‑woo that Min‑ho was young, but he looked even younger than Hyun I‑soo had imagined.
          It was hard to believe someone of that age was running a business seeking hundreds of billions of won in investment.

          “Now that President Hyun is here, let’s get into the real discussion. Go ahead and start.”

          Park Jin‑hyuk spoke and gestured to Min‑ho to begin.
          Min‑ho swallowed dryly several times at the sight.
          He had met many investors, but this was the first time he had reached a meeting that felt promising.
          He had prepared all weekend and now intended to lay everything out.

          He slowly began explaining the company—starting from its founding philosophy to the new plans they were trying to launch.
          For about ten minutes, he calmly talked about what kind of company SileHub was.

          Park Jin‑hyuk and Hyun I‑soo listened while looking through the pamphlet and company documents Min‑ho had brought.
          When Min‑ho was about to talk about the talent SileHub had recently recruited, Hyun I‑soo cut him off.

          “I think I have a general idea of what SileHub is. So now, let’s talk about your revenue structure. Since you’re not in manufacturing with physical products but in IT, the revenue model tends to be complicated, so we’ll need a detailed explanation.”

          Min‑ho glanced at Park Jin‑hyuk at Hyun I‑soo’s words—checking whether he might be growing negative about the investment.
          But Park Jin‑hyuk showed no reaction, only skimming the documents.
          Unable to read him, Min‑ho shrank a little and began explaining the revenue model Hyun I‑soo had requested.

          As Hyun I‑soo listened for a while, his expression worsened.
          He tilted his head, shifted his posture repeatedly, and scribbled various notes on the documents Min‑ho had handed over.
          Seeing this, Min‑ho’s confidence drained, and his voice grew quieter.
          Park Jin‑hyuk lifted his gaze toward Min‑ho, whose voice was now barely audible unless one listened closely.
          Beads of cold sweat formed on Min‑ho’s forehead, and Park Jin‑hyuk felt reminded of his own past.

          “You don’t need to be that nervous. Actually—how did you go around seeking investment while being this nervous? Well, I suppose that’s why you ended up coming to me. This is your first time in a meeting like this, isn’t it? I can tell at a glance.”

          Min‑ho blushed in embarrassment.
          Park Jin‑hyuk closed the documents he was holding and tossed them onto the table.
          Seeing that, Hyun I‑soo also closed his documents.
          He had only kept reading because he was watching Park Jin‑hyuk; truthfully, he had wanted to close them much earlier.

          Park Jin‑hyuk glanced at the dissatisfied Hyun I‑soo and asked with a smile:

          “What do you think, President Hyun?”

          Hyun I‑soo answered immediately, as if waiting for the question.

          “To be honest, I see no profitability whatsoever. Whether they’re developers or programmers, I’m not sure—but they share their work with each other?”
          “It’s not the work itself, but the space where they run their projects…”
          “Mr. Na Min‑ho. Ordinary people don’t know the details. They think in broad strokes. It’s better not to explain things too intricately to them.”

          Park Jin‑hyuk stopped Min‑ho from correcting Hyun I‑soo’s misunderstanding.
          Hyun I‑soo, thinking Park Jin‑hyuk agreed with him, continued.

          “I don’t see how this can generate any revenue. I understand the concept. But can you monetize it and sell it to people? That code or whatever it is they write?”

          Min‑ho shook his head.
          He himself knew the company’s biggest problem was how to fill the gap in profitability, so he couldn’t say anything.

          Seeing this, Hyun I‑soo confirmed that Min‑ho understood the issue.

          “Then what do you plan to use the investment for?”
          “As users increase, the amount of data is exceeding our capacity. We need staff to handle it, and a larger office. That’s what we intend to use it for.”
          “So people gather because it’s free… This kind of investment won’t end with just one round. You’ll need continuous investment—what will you repay investors with? I’m skeptical.”

          His last remark was directed at Park Jin‑hyuk.
          He had heard Min‑ho was asking for ten million dollars.
          But it didn’t look like it would end at ten million.
          Twenty million, thirty million—if it ended there, it would be lucky.
          He imagined a scenario where they asked for a hundred million, and because of sunk costs, investors couldn’t pull out and kept pouring money in.
          To Hyun I‑soo, SileHub looked like a bottomless pit.

          “So President Hyun, you’re negative about this investment?”
          “Yes. I’m sorry to say this in front of Mr. Na, but I see no benefit whatsoever in investing in SileHub.”
          “I see.”

          Park Jin‑hyuk nodded.
          He looked at Min‑ho, who had closed his eyes to hide his disappointment.

          “You’ve heard this a lot, haven’t you?”
          “Pardon?”

          Min‑ho opened his eyes and looked at him.
          He gave a bitter smile and nodded.

          “This is what I’ve heard every time.”
          “I’m sure. I don’t see profitability either.”

          Park Jin‑hyuk paused and looked at the documents describing SileHub’s direction.
          Nothing in them showed profitability; in fact, any attempt to generate revenue might drive away existing users.
          A simple platform offered for free.
          His view was no different from Hyun I‑soo’s.
          Yet the value floating above this non‑profitable business was absurd.

          He looked at the number and let out a small laugh.
          Both Hyun I‑soo and Min‑ho looked at him.
          He alternated his gaze between them, then fixed his eyes on Min‑ho.

          “How did you come to know about me?”
          “By chance. I heard about your investment in Novo, and I was moved by it and wanted to meet you.”
          “You heard about Novo?”
          “Yes. We’re not the same as Novo, but I empathized with their story—how they failed to secure investment everywhere, and how they found hope after meeting you. I wanted to see that same hope.”
          “I see. And now that you’ve met me, do you think you’ll get the result you hoped for?”
          “No. Honestly, I have no expectations. I simply came hoping you might see something others don’t. That alone is enough for me.”

          Min‑ho gave a bitter smile.
          He had already let go after hearing there was no profitability.

          “So what will you do? Give up?”
          “No. I don’t want to give up. We’ve already reached our initial goal of 100,000 users. We needed investment to reach the next goal—one million. If we can’t get investment, we’ll look for another way.”
          “I see.”

          Park Jin‑hyuk nodded, then looked at Hyun I‑soo.

          “How much investment is expected for Dongjeong Industries?”
          “In won, about 900 billion.”
          “Good. Then how much will remain after executing that investment?”
          “A little under 100 billion won. Why… don’t tell me…”
          “Let’s do this. Mr. Na Min‑ho. I will invest fifty million dollars.”

          At that sudden statement, both Min‑ho and Hyun I‑soo widened their eyes.
          Park Jin‑hyuk continued speaking with his hands clasped.

          “You first asked for ten million. But that’s not enough for what SileHub wants to do, right?”
          “Yes, that’s true, but…”
          “So let’s go big. With fifty million, can you do what you intend?”
          “Yes. We can.”

          Color returned to Min‑ho’s face.
          He knew Park Jin‑hyuk wasn’t making an empty offer.

          But unlike Min‑ho, Hyun I‑soo’s expression hardened.

          “Executive Director, wait. Fifty million? What do you mean? Not five million—fifty? That’s Series B‑level. What does SileHub have that warrants Series B funding? And Series B is rarely done by a single investor.”
          “President Hyun, why are you so surprised? I invested that much in Novo.”
          “But Novo was different. They were already in Phase 3 clinical trials. They had a drug that would receive FDA manufacturing approval as soon as they demonstrated production capability. But… here, they have nothing.”

          Park Jin‑hyuk smiled and nodded.
          Nothing Hyun I‑soo said was wrong.
          But SileHub wasn’t “nothing.”
          A company with nothing wouldn’t show this kind of valuation.

          [20 trillion won]

          The value he saw for SileHub was twice that of the Lamchadan Port project Thailand was strategically developing as a global logistics hub.
          He had been laughing because it was absurd that something so conceptually simple could show such value.

          “The revenue model can be built later. Right now, everyone uses it for free, but you can create paid spaces for companies and add better features there. Isn’t that right?”
          “Yes. We’ve been considering that. A ‘private’ space accessible only to designated people, which would be paid. And separate spaces for companies, with maintenance for terabyte‑scale files.”
          “See? Right now isn’t the time to chase revenue—it’s the time to gather as many users as possible. You can’t withdraw investment just because revenue isn’t visible yet.”

          Hyun I‑soo couldn’t argue further.
          In IT, companies that chased revenue early had collapsed, while those that prioritized users had become giants.

          “Still, fifty million… isn’t that too much?”
          “Do you know what I thought while looking at SileHub?”

          Park Jin‑hyuk lifted the company profile showing the 20‑trillion valuation and shook it.

          “An industry where nothing is manufactured, so the term ‘dead inventory’ doesn’t exist. An industry where you don’t adjust production based on supply and demand. And something anyone in the world can use without borders. I wondered why DS doesn’t have something like this.”

          No factories, no materials, no labor to produce goods.
          No need to travel the world to sell products or deal with tariffs.
          No need to choose between ship or air transport, calculate delivery dates, or shipping costs.

          That was the world SileHub occupied.
          To people like Hyun I‑soo, it looked trivial—yet it floated tens of trillions in value.

          “Mr. Na Min‑ho. Don’t worry about the investment. I’ll support you. And since you know about Novo, you probably know my style. I won’t interfere in management or the direction of SileHub. Do as you wish. The only thing I ask for is equity.”
          “Equity… how much…?”

          Excited, Min‑ho looked back and forth between them.
          From SileHub’s perspective, fifty million dollars was enough to buy the entire company.
          They had only twenty employees and a tiny 50‑pyeong office on the outskirts of Silicon Valley.

          He couldn’t easily say how much equity to give.

          “I don’t want this to end as just an investment. Please come under the investment company I’m establishing.”
          “You mean become a subsidiary? Are you asking for management control?”
          “No. I’ll guarantee your management rights. How much do I know to covet that? Don’t worry. I intend to separate ownership and management.”
          “Sorry?”
          “Ownership will be under my investment company, but I won’t interfere in management or operations. You and your colleagues can continue leading the company as you planned.”
          “Is… that possible?”
          “I won’t say more. I have Novo as a good precedent. Trust me.”

          Min‑ho knew the Novo case well—how after investing, Park Jin‑hyuk didn’t even call them more than a few times, let alone visit.
          He had hoped for the same treatment.

          “But not under DS? Under your investment company?”
          “If it goes under DS, it won’t be fun. Don’t you think?”

          Park Jin‑hyuk smiled at Hyun I‑soo.

          and yeah this company is most definitely github lol
          iirc they sold to microsoft for like 7.5 billion usd

  3. KE1tea
    KE1tea Subscriber 5 August 2026

    lol is this company github?

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