novellhall Chapter 49 Guaranteed Profit
Chapter 49 Guaranteed Profit
"It's one hundred million, in US dollars."
Kim Soo-ho's expression instantly fell.
But only two seconds passed.
He suddenly sprang up.
"Wait, does that mean you have a hundred million dollars?"
"no."
"Then you still demand a hundred million dollars from me. If I had a hundred million dollars, my parents wouldn't be able to control me anymore."
Li Zheng smiled.
"So, would you like to earn a hundred million dollars?"
Kim Soo-ho was stunned for a moment.
"Don't tell me you can make money just by working for me."
"You're right. As long as you stick with me, I guarantee you'll have assets exceeding one hundred million US dollars, at most ten years, at least five."
Kim Soo-ho stared at him for a long time.
"real?"
Li Zhengyi did not answer that question, but instead asked him another one.
Can I trust you?
Kim Soo-ho's expression instantly changed.
That carefree, joking demeanor vanished in a fraction of a second.
He sat up straight.
"Of course. We've been best friends since childhood, closer than blood brothers."
"Forehead."
Li Zhengyi's expression froze for a moment.
"Your analogy suggests that my own brothers have absolutely nothing to do with the word 'trustworthy'."
Kim Soo-ho paused for a moment, then burst out laughing.
"Hahahaha!"
He laughed so hard he almost fell over, and tears were welling up in his eyes.
"Indeed, indeed, your family is not a suitable analogy. Let me put it another way: our relationship is even stronger than the Oath of the Peach Garden."
Li Zheng looked at him and reached out his hand.
"Then give me all your money."
Kim Soo-ho's smile froze.
"what?"
"Guan Yu and Zhang Fei both sold their possessions to follow Liu Bei in his cause. Don't they have even that much resolve?"
Kim Soo-ho's expression instantly became extremely conflicted.
Li Zhengyi could feel the intense internal struggle within him.
On one side was the Porsche he had personally maintained and that had been with him for many years, along with two modified cars; on the other side was…
"Dry."
Kim Soo-ho stood up.
Li Zhengyi thought he was going to the toilet.
He then turned around and walked towards the conference room door.
Where are you going?
"Selling the car."
Li Zhengyi sat in his seat without moving.
Kim Soo-ho walked to the door, his hand already on the doorknob, when he suddenly stopped.
He turned around, his face full of disbelief.
"You're not going to stop me?"
Li Zhengyi looked at him with a smile.
"Every car you own is a share. It's a sure-fire way to make money, so why stop me? Cars depreciate, but with me, you'll only make a lot of money."
Kim Soo-ho came back.
"Are you really that confident in your game?"
Li Zhengyi shrugged.
"Why don't you ask me this question after the game becomes a global phenomenon?"
Kim Soo-ho looked at him.
He also looked at Kim Soo-ho.
A few seconds later, Kim Soo-ho plopped back into his chair.
"Okay, I believe you."
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
Director An pushed open the door and came in, holding a folder in his hand. His expression was even more serious than when they were discussing the game bugs earlier.
"Director-nim, there's something that both President Quan and I feel is not something we should make on our own, and we'd like to hear your opinion."
"What is it?"
Director An opened the folder and placed it in front of Li Zhengyi.
Inside was a draft proposal for a game's theme song.
"It's about music collaboration. After all, we're targeting the global market, and the theme song is one of the most important things during the game's promotional phase next year. We hope that the head office can provide some suggestions from a global perspective."
He paused, then adjusted his glasses.
"For example, it would be great if we could find a globally renowned singer or band to do the theme song. Like 'Monster' which Infinity Blade 3 collaborated on with Imagine Dragons last year."
Li Zhengyi took the document and opened it.
The proposal was written in great detail, listing several possible collaboration options.
For top-tier Western singers, the budget would likely be several million US dollars.
Top-tier South Korean singers have much lower budgets, but lack global influence.
Electronic music producers are inexpensive and suited to the gaming atmosphere, but lack mainstream recognition.
As Li Zheng looked at these options, another face inexplicably popped into his mind.
Bae Joo-hyun.
He remembered the way she took off her mask at the entrance of the convenience store.
He remembered how nervously she was fidgeting with the hem of her clothes in his rented room.
He remembered the message she sent him.
"Liar, if you don't want to talk to me anymore, just say you want to break up."
The game's theme song.
Girl group.
Red Velvet.
The words in my mind went through a series of gears, then clicked together with a sound effect.
"How about we find a girl group..."
He muttered to himself, his voice very soft.
"Director-nim, what did you say?"
Director An didn't hear clearly, so he leaned closer.
Li Zhengyi came to his senses.
"It's nothing. I was thinking that if we hire Western singers, the budget would be too high, and they might not even take the job. If we hire local singers..."
He closed the folder.
"Okay, I'll go back and ask head office for their opinion, and I'll give you an answer within a week."
"Okay, thank you."
Just as Director An was about to leave, Li Zhengyi called him back.
"Oh, by the way, I have something to let you know in advance. Headquarters might be sending someone to be stationed here permanently. It'll probably be this week, so please get ready."
Director An's expression subtly changed.
But only for a moment.
He nodded.
"Okay, I will inform President Quan."
I left the office building and got back into the Porsche.
Kim Soo-ho started the engine, and the car gave a deep roar.
"Get ready to start your new job."
Li Zhengyi fastened his seatbelt.
"Get ready to start your job. I'll have someone send you your official employment documents from overseas."
"As for if you really want to invest money..."
He gestured.
"Ten million Korean won, one percent of the share price, at most thirty percent. The capital will be injected directly from the parent company."
"Thirty percent? Thirty percent?"
Kim Soo-ho quickly did the math in his head.
That's 3 million Korean won.
More than one million RMB.
He probably sold all three cars, and with the pocket money he had saved over the years, it was just enough.
He suddenly turned his head to look at Li Zhengyi.
"Did you calculate exactly how many cars I'd sell?"
Li Zhengyi leaned back in his seat, watching the street scenes rushing past the car window, and smiled.
"Actually, taking the bus to work is a pretty good experience."
Kim Soo-ho took a deep breath, looking at his smug expression.
"Damn it."
The Porsche drove out of the underground parking garage and merged into the afternoon traffic flow in Gangnam District.
Although he was cursing and swearing.
But he also knew that this was truly a friend's price.
He played that game and definitely has the potential to succeed.
He's already hooked after just three games; very few games can get him like that.
While it may not reach the global phenomenon that Li Zhengyi touted—that's too unrealistic—it will at least be a minor hit, with sales of 100 million copies.
No, 50 copies sold would be enough to make a lot of money.
If Li Zhengyi knew what he was thinking at that moment, he would definitely laugh at him.
This game will easily sell tens of millions of copies.
If this can be successfully replicated, it would represent 7000 million sales over 10 years, along with countless in-game purchases.
In terms of sales volume alone, revenue sharing reached as high as $18 billion.
The game company's total revenue over ten years is at least $30 billion.
The taxes alone would exceed $10 billion.
Sigh, no wonder so many people try every means to avoid taxes after making money.
There are definitely a lot.